Randi's Surprise

Dave and Randy had been friends for several years.
After making plans to go hang out at the school
Christmas dance, Randy gets into an argument with his
dad and is grounded. Dave goes, and meets an exciting
girl, who turns out to be Randy's cousin, Randi! Oh,
the fools we mortals be, when we first begin to
deceive! (MM-teens, cd, 1st, oral)

***

I wouldnt exactly say I was pissed. More to the point,
I was disappointed. Randy and I were best friends. He
was the first friend I made when we moved to Marquette
three years ago. We hung out all the time together,
ogling the girls, too shy to do much else. Wed moved
to Marquette before I started the sixth grade. Dads a
professor at Northern Michigan University, same as
Randys dad. He and I liked going to the dances, once
we were old enough to attend the middle school dances.
They were for the seventh and eighth graders.

We started going to the dances to watch the girls in
the seventh grade. By the time we were freshmen in high
school, we were wily old veterans of the dance scene.
Mainly, wed hang out, look at the girls, talk, and
genuinely enjoy ourselves. Once in a while, wed get
brave and ask a girl for a dance. Randy and I were Both
rather shy, and often times we did nothing but talk.

High school dances were held at the teen center, which
was a block from Randys house. I lived about five
blocks from Randys house. Wed been talking about the
Christmas Dance for several weeks. We wanted to go and
hang out. It was Christmas, and I had decided that I
was going to ask a girl to dance. I didnt know who,
but I was going to ask a girl for a dance. I was ready!

On the night of the dance, just as I was getting ready
for the dance, Randy called me. "Zag," he said, using
his favorite nickname for me. "Dad and I got into an
argument. Im grounded. I aint going to the dance."

"Aw, shit!" I said. "That sucks, dude."

"Yeah, I was dumb, real bummer," he sighed. He didnt
sound too disappointed, but then again, he rarely
sounded disappointed about anything. "You go anyway.
Theres other guys you can hang out with. Enjoy
yourself. Well go to the next one."

"I will," I sighed. A grin spread across my face.
"Youre gonna miss a good dance. All the girlsll be
wearing their Christmas outfits and look real pretty."

"Well, my fault," he said, almost as if he didnt care.
"Look. You have a good time, dance with a nice girl,
and Ill see you th-th... Then, Ill see you tomorrow."
He stumbled over his words, like he nearly said
something he didnt want to say, but I didnt have any
idea what. Quickly, he added, "Youre still coming over
tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah," I said, passing off his stutter. "Well, dont
get in any more trouble. See you tomorrow." Not happy
by any measure by the turn of events, I finished
dressing. Mom drove me to the teen center for the
dance, promising to pick me up at 11:00.

The usual crowd was already there when I walked into
the dance hall. I waved to some friends, and talked for
a few minutes. The girls all looked pretty in the new
dresses. The music was good, and loud. But it just
wasnt the same without Randy, and I was bummed out.

I was about ready to call Mom to come and get me when
She walked in. Id never seen Her before, but She was
pretty. Very pretty! Wearing a beige dress, modestly
long, but stylishly short, she looked about my age,
shorter than me. I was instantly attracted to her. She
looked around the dance hall, walking toward the place
Randy and I usually sat, and away from where I was
standing. She spoke to a couple guys, but never for
very long.

I followed her for several minutes, working up the
nerve to speak to her. She looked vaguely familiar, but
I couldnt place her. Dad was in the military before he
became a professor, and wed lived all over the
country. I wondered if Id met her on an Air Force
base, or if she just reminded me on someone.

Finally, as she poured herself a glace of punch, she
looked up and saw me staring at her. She smiled at me
briefly, and then glanced away. That was all it took.
Swallowing the punch left in my punch glass, I boldly
walked to the punch bowl. "Hi!" I said, embarrassed by
my lack of originality. "Im Dave Burke."

I couldnt get over how familiar she looked. Suddenly,
it hit me. She looked a lot like Randy! Hes a good
five inches shorter than I am, small boned, and his
facial features are still rather childish. Not that Im
ultra-mature or anything like that. "Im Ran-Randi
Fields," she stuttered.

I laughed. "Aint that something? My best friends name
is Randy Fields!!"

"Oh!" she said. "Youre Dave Burke! My, uh, cousin,
Randy Fields, told me to find you. He told me what you
looked like, but he didnt say you were this good
looking!"

I led her toward the chairs where Randy and I usually
sit during the dances. "Youre Randys cousin, and your
name is Randi?"

"Uh, Oh, yeah, uh, original, isnt it? Our dads are
brothers. Im two whole days older than he is. Dad was,
uh, stationed in Japan when I was born, and Mom and Dad
didnt, uh, get a chance to tell Uncle Jerry and Aunt,
uh, Pat what they named me until after Randy was born.
So, here we are, two cousins with the same name. Except
hes Randall James, and I am Randi Lee!"

I was enthralled. She was nice to me. She acted like
she liked me! And we had just met! And she was Randys
cousin! And she was beautiful! It was like a dream come
true! "Randy didnt tell me his cousin was coming into
town," I said.

"Oh! Um, he kept my visit a secret. Uh, so he could...
surprise you! Then, he argued with Uncle, uh, Jerry,
and got grounded, so he... he showed me your picture
and told me to find you myself."

"You just caught me," I shrugged. "I was just getting
ready to call Mom and tell her to come and get me. It
was boring without Randy." She looked disappointed.
Even her pout was gorgeous! "But Im not leaving now!"
I cried as she smiled.

Just then, they started playing a slow song. It seemed
as if I was standing off to one side, watching me talk
to Randi when I nervously asked, "Wanna dance?"

She simply smiled, setting down her punch, and stood
up. I followed her to the dance floor, watching the
gentle swaying of her buttocks in her tight beige
skirt. "Im not very good," I apologized as I took her
in my arms.

She cast her eyes down demurely. "Me, neither. Ive
never danced with a guy before."

"Me, neither. I mean, its my first slow dance, too."
We both snickered.

Although we were not exactly sure how to dance, we
danced the best we could. She felt so good in my arms
as we slowly circled each other, swaying to the music.
I loved every minute of it. Much too early, the song
ended. I dropped my arm from her shoulder and waist,
and started to thank her for the dance when she leaned
in and kissed me lightly on the lips.

That settled it. I was determined to spend every minute
I could with her. We danced several dances, both fast
and slow. We were inseparable. Friends came up and
talked to us, but we invariably walked away from them
so we could be just by ourselves. I swear I was falling
in love with her.

A couple hours after our first dance, the realization
slowly dawned on me that I had to pee. Badly. But I
didnt want to leave her side. Holding it as long as I
could, I squirmed on the chair. I refused a fast dance
without explaining, just telling Randi that I wanted to
sit it out, which she accepted. Finally, I could hold
it no longer. Holding hands, we left the dance hall and
walked down the hall toward the bathrooms. I opened the
door, and she started to walk in before she caught
herself. Laughing, she said, "I, uh, almost forgot
where you were going!"

I peed as fast as I could. I was afraid Randi wouldnt
be there when I finished. Zipping my fly, I quickly
washed my hands, tossing the paper towel at the
wastebasket as I ran out the door. Randi leaned against
the wall on the other side of the hall, her hands
clasped in front of her just the way Ive seen her
cousin stand many times in the past. "That was quick,"
she said.

"Not much to it," I said as I circled her waist with
both arms.

I pulled her into a strong, firm hug. Our lips searched
each other out, and we kissed longingly. Her small tits
barely made an impression against my body, but I
enjoyed their feel any way. A low moan escaped her
lips. "Ive wanted this for so... uh, so much," she
sighed, pressing her slim body against mine.

I kissed across her face and sucked her ear lobe into
my mouth. "Your ears arent pierced," I whispered.

"Hmm-mm," she moaned. "Maybe later."

Shyly, I slid my hand down her back and gently squeezed
her ass cheek. It felt firm, and pliable, and
wonderful. My cock throbbed in my jeans. Suddenly, she
pulled away from me. "Cmon. Lets find a place that
not so, uh, public." She held my hand as she led me
stealthily down the hall. The first door was locked,
but the second one wasnt and we slipped soundlessly
through it.

It was a classroom of some sort, with several student
desks, and a teachers desk. The only light in the room
was from the streetlight outside. Our arms were around
each other in a second, and we kissed deeply again. Her
tongue gently pried my lips apart, and began searching
my mouth. My tongue valiantly battled hers, and our
moans filled the room. My hard cock felt like it was
near blowing. I knew I needed to stroke it when I got
home.

Suddenly, she stepped away from me. "Dave, I wont
fuck," she said quietly. "Not yet, any way. But, how
about a blow job."

Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed my belt and
knelt down in front of me. Licking her lips, she worked
my belt loose, and within seconds, had my jeans around
my ankles and my cock throbbing in her beautiful face.
She stared intently, as if she were trying to memorize
it. "Let me feel your tits," I said quietly.

"No!" she said quickly. "Not now. Maybe later. Another
time."

"At least, let me see them," I begged as she grasped my
throbbing cock, twirling the huge drop of pre-cum that
had formed there.

She didnt answer for a moment, mesmerized by my six
inches of throbbing cock. "Another time, Dave," she
said slowly. "Tonight, its your night. You can give me
a night later. Now, just lean back and enjoy this."

She pushed me against the wall, and gently stroked my
member. "I cant believe I finally get to do this," she
said, just before she slowly engulfed my throbbing love
rod in her mouth.

"Oh, God!" I groaned. Rather than bobbing her head up
and down on my shaft, she started sucking on it like a
straw. "That feels great, Randi." She steadied herself
by clutching my ass cheeks, gently squeezing them. I
held her shoulders firmly, and slowly, unconsciously,
began to pump my hips very slightly forward and back.

She pulled off my cock for a moment. "Tastes great,
too, Dave." Her smile was extremely sexy. "Nice and
salty, just like Ive heard it should be!" Leaning
over, she sucked first one ball, then the other, into
her mouth. I groaned again. I knew my orgasm was close
at hand. Quickly, she slipped my cock back into her
mouth.

This time she bobbed a little, trying to find a rhythm.
Soon, pressure began to build in my balls. "Im going
to cum!" I cried, trying to pull my cock out of her
mouth. My balls constricted.

She grabbed my ass cheeks tightly, holding my cock in
her mouth and sucking furiously. I held her head
between my hands. Suddenly, I threw my head back and
moaned as loudly as I could. Gobs of hot, sticky jism
exploded from my cock and rocketed down her throat. She
held me tightly; her nose nestled in my kinky pubic
hair as another wad of cum shot down her throat. Two,
three, four, I lost count of how many spurts I sent
into her hot, munching oven.

Finally, I relaxed. The spasms calmed, and I leaned
against the desk, my jeans still bunched around my
ankles. She stood up, and wiped my cum off her mouth.
She straightened her clothes, and looked at me. "Ive
never given a guy a blow job before, Dave. I hope it
was ok."

I stepped out of my jeans and pulled her into a hug. I
kissed her hard on the mouth, my tongue probing the
depths of her mouth. I could taste my cum on her lips.
"OK?" I asked. "It was great! It was fantastic! Oh,
sweet Jesus, Randi! I love you! It was, oh, it was
great!" I kissed her again, my still hard cock poking
her in the thigh.

"Well, get dressed," she said. "I have to go to the
bathroom, and we gotta get back to the dance before
people start thinking were having sex or something,"
she giggled.

I waited patiently outside the girls room while she
went to the bathroom. She looked radiantly beautiful
when she came out. "Are you going to tell Randy about
what I did?" she asked.

"I never thought about it," I said. "Probably. We tell
each other everything. When he kissed Ashley Thorsen,
he told me. So, if you dont mind, I guess so."

She wrinkled her nose. "He told me about her. He really
liked her, but she turned into a bitch for him." We
kissed tenderly before rejoining the dance.

"Its almost 11," I said as we sat down, holding her
hand. The dance was beginning to thin out. "Momll pick
me up in a few minutes," I said. "Do you want her to
run you over to Randys house? Im sure she wont
mind."

"Its only a block, silly," she said after thinking for
a moment. "I can walk."

"OK," I said glumly. "How long are you in town for?"

"I dont know. I have an open-ended ticket. This is an
early Christmas present, come and visit Randy and his
sisters and Uncle Jerry and Aunt Pat." She leaned in
and kissed me. "Getting a boyfriend was an added
bonus!"

Boyfriend! I grinned, leaning back and staring into
space. I was somebodys boyfriend! It was great! And
here, Id been dreading the dance without Randy. Now I
was glad he got into a fight with his dad. I still
wouldve met his cousin, but certainly nothing like
this! Holding hands, and kissing, and the blowjob,
and...

"I said, I am your girlfriend now, arent I?"

"Oh, uh, yeah. I was just caught up in the moment.
Yeah, I guess we are boyfriend and girlfriend now,
arent we?"

She stood up and said, "As a matter of fact, I think
Ill walk home now."

I grabbed her hand and followed her out of the teen
center. "Ill walk you home, then, Randi."

"No! Uh, no. You dont have time. Your Momll be here
soon. I can make it by myself."

"Its ok, Randi. I want to."

She rubbed her face, and seemed nervous, or scared or
something. "No, no, its ok. Ill be fine."

"I dont mind," I said, helping her with her coat
before I put mine on.

"Youre coming over tomorrow, right? Ill see you then.
I promise. Just let me walk back to Uncle Jerry and
Aunt Pats tonight. Ill be ok. I promise." She kissed
me quickly. "Theres your Mom, any way."

I looked up at where she pointed just as Mom found a
place to park the Mustang. I turned around again just
in time to see her skip down the street and around the
corner. She was right. Shed be back at Randys house
before I got in the car.

"So, how was the dance?" Mom asked as I plopped into
the front seat.

I grinned. "It was great!"

"Even without Randy?"

I turned my head and looked out the corner of my eye at
her. "I met a girl, and we hit it off real good!"

Mom pulled into traffic, and accelerated towards home.
"So, this young lady. Tell me about her."

"Her names Randi. Shes in town for Christmas, staying
with her cousin. She is so pretty, and nice, and she
likes me. We ki... hung out and danced and everything.
She even said she lo... liked me. It was great."

"Well, thats great, Davey. Youll have to have her
over before she goes back. Where does she live?"

I stopped short. Randi hadnt told me where she lived.
"I dont know. I never asked!"

"Well, when do you see her again?"

"Ill see her tomorrow. Ill find out then."

Mom pulled into the driveway, around the deep piles of
snow the plows left. "Well, you get unwound and get to
bed," she yawned as we entered the kitchen. "Im going
to bed."

***

Early the next afternoon, I bundled up and hurried over
to Randys house. "Im in the basement, Zag, in my
bedroom," he yelled as I came into his house.

I hurried downstairs. He lay on his bed, playing a
video game. "Where is she?" I asked as soon as I got
there.

"Where is who?"

I sat on his bed. "Randi!"

"Im right here."

"Not you, asshole. Randi."

He grinned. "Oh, you mean my cousin."

"Duh!"

"So, Dave Burke got to meet my cousin! Whaddya think?"

I grinned wistfully. "She wonderful! Great! So where is
she?"

He paused the game and rolled over to talk. "She and
Mom went off shopping somewhere. Theyll be back later.
So, tell me. Howd is go last night?"

I smiled and stared off into the distance. "It was
great. I hate to say this, Dude, but Im glad you
wasnt there. It wouldnt have gone as well."

He snorted shortly, but quickly said, "So, tell me,
Zag. What happened?"

"It was great. We danced, and talked, and had fun. It
was a great time." I leaned over, and whispered
conspiratorially. "She gave me a blow job in one of the
classrooms!"

He laughed loudly. "Zag got his dick wet!"

"Moren youve gotten!" I cried, pushing him.

He pushed me back, and within seconds, we were rolling
around on the floor, gleefully wrestling. He broke it
off almost as quickly as it begun. I thought I saw him
readjust his hard cock, to hide it, when he turned his
back. He lay on the bed on his stomach. "So, Zag, you
gotta tell me. How was the blow job?"

"It was great. Mind-blowing! It sure beats the hell
outta beating off! And she swallowed it! I tried to
pull out, but she just slurped it down."

"I know."

I frowned. "How dyou know?"

"She told me. Last night, after she got home. She gave
me one, too."

"Fuck you!" I growled. Then, another thought hit me.
"Shes your cousin, Dude! Thats gross."

He laughed. "Youre right. It would be gross, if she
did suck my cock. But she didnt."

"Good. I couldnt believe it when she swallowed my cum.
They say most girls dont like that stuff, but she just
gulped it down."

"Hey! A lotta girls swallow cum. You read about it all
the time in fuck magazines, and on the Internet, and
everything. They like it. Some of em just like to
bitch about every little thing."

I shrugged. "I spose thats true. So, when is she
coming back?"

"I dunno. Mom took her and Ashley and Sydney and DeeDee
into town. Theyll be back after a while. If you want,
Ill send her over to your house when they get here."

"Thatd be cool." I hung out with him for a while, and
then walked home.

Late in the afternoon, the phone rang. "Hello?" I said.

"Its me. Randi. Are your folks home?"

"Ah, no. Theyve already left for the evening. They
wont be home until about 1 or 2 in the morning."

I could almost hear her smile on the other end of the
line. "Cool. So, you want some company?"

***

When she arrived, she was wearing a light-blue skirt
with a light-blue and white print blouse. Her long
blond hair was parted down the middle, and she had a
little make-up on. Her small breasts barely made bumps
in her blouse, but I didnt care. I thought she looked
beautiful, and I told her so. She walked away from me,
looking around the house. "You have a nice house,
Dave."

"Thanks," I said. Walking up behind her, I grabbed her
by the tits, ground my hardening cock into her ass, and
nuzzled her neck. Just as quickly, she slapped my hands
away from her chest, but she didnt try to pull away
from me. I clutched at her breasts again, and just as
swiftly, knocked my hands away. On my third attempt,
she held me hands firmly to her chest. "Theyre
cotton," she said angrily. "I have very tiny titties.
So I pad them a little bit. I just didnt want you to
find out, cause I thought you wouldnt like me as
much. Mom says hers were tiny, too, until she had kids.
And they still arent very big."

I turned her around. "Im sorry, Randi. I dont give a
damn about the size of your tits. I just wanted to feel
them. I love you, Randi!" I kissed her firmly.

Soon, our tongues were battling between our mouths. A
moan escaped her lips. "Lets go get comfortable," I
said, taking her by the hand and leading her down the
hall to my bedroom.

"So this is your room," she said, looking around, and
sitting on the bed.

I sat next to her, and took her in my arms again. We
kissed deeply, our tongues deep in each others mouth.
I rubbed her thigh, but she wouldnt let me get too
close to her crotch. We lay back on the bed, kissing
and humping each other. "I cant get you pregnant if I
pull my dick out of your pussy before I cum," I said.

"Yeah, you can. Pre-cum can get you pregnant," she
said, sitting up. "But I cant get pregnant if you fuck
me in the ass."

My eyes got as big around as saucers, and a huge smile
broke across my face. "You want me to fuck you in the
ass?"

"Mm-hmm," she said, pulling her skirt up over her
shapely ass and pulling down her panties. "Now, take
off all your clothes."

She didnt have to tell me twice. I had already pulled
off my sweatshirt, and my sweatpants quickly followed.
Sucking my cock into her mouth, she got it wet. She
leaned over my bed with her skirt just barely up over
her hips, and down over the front of her waist. I stood
behind her, and put the head of my cock against her
asshole. I pushed hard, but nothing happened. I relaxed
for a moment, and pushed again. She pushed back against
me. Nothing. "Damn!" I said, pulling back. "My cock got
dry. Its this damned dry air!"

"Why dont you use the petroleum jelly you have in your
closet?"

"Good idea!" I said, jumping to get it. I smeared a big
finger full on my dick, and then looked at her. "Howd
you know that was there?"

Her eyes bugged out of her head. "Ah, um. Er." I could
tell she was thinking hard. A smile broke across her
face. "Randy has one hidden in his closet. So does my
brother. I thought all guys use it to jack off with.
Now come on. Fuck me, Dave!"

It made sense. She bent over my bad, sensually wagging
her ass at me. With a big grin on my face, I stepped
behind her and lined my cock up with her ass. I moaned
this time when the soft, tender flesh of my sensitive
cockhead touched her ass. "You ready?"

Her answer was to push back against me, so I pushed
forward. I met resistance at first, but then the head
of my cock popped past her ring of muscle and into her
anus. "Oo!" she said as I pushed a little farther up
her ass.

"Does that hurt?" I asked, quickly stopping.

"A little. But, thats ok. Give it to me, Zag. I wanna
fuck."

I pushed more of my cock up her ass until I met
resistance again. I pulled back out and pushed again.
Another inch disappeared up my girlfriends butt. "Oh,
God, this feels good!" I sighed.

"Its fantastic," she moaned, pushing back against me.
"Ive wanted this so bad, but I never hoped itd
happen!"

Holding her hips firmly between my greasy hands, I
pushed hard, and the rest of my cock smoothly entered
her ass. "Im there," I yelled.

"I can tell. Your hair tickles!"

I pulled back until just the head of my cock was left
in her anus. Quickly, I pushed it back up again, then
back out and in again. Soon, we had a good rhythm
going. "Oh, God, Randi!" I moaned. "I cant believe
were really fucking! This feels so good!"

"Oh, God," she groaned. "I cant believe it, either!"
Our lustful moans filled my room. I could see her
rubbing her pussy with a towel shed found on my floor.
"Ive wanted this for so... so much!" she squealed. We
coordinated our thrusts as if we were old hands at
fucking, slamming my cock in as she shoved her ass
back. Holding her hips firmly between my hands, I
watched my cock glide effortlessly in and out of her
shapely ass. Suddenly, she cried out loudly, "Oh, God,
Zag! Im coming!"

I felt her sphincter grip my cock even more tightly.
That was all it took for me. I slammed my cock as
deeply into her ass as it could go, groaning loudly.
Waves of pleasure broke over me as I held my pelvis
tightly against her beautiful ass. Gobs of hot, white
cum exploded out of me for the second time in less than
24 hours, and into the body of a gorgeous young woman.
I felt like a full-grown man! Another explosion rocked
me, and more jism shot up her ass. We both were moaning
as if someone was beating us death. If this were death,
I thought as another wad of cum shot through my cock
into her bowels, let me die now. She was swearing
loudly as her body was wracked with the female version
of that which I was feeling.

Finally, the spasms subsided. We collapsed face first
on to my bed. She pulled the towel out from under her,
and, folding it, laid it beside the bed. My cock began
to shrivel, and I pulled it out of her ass. Rolling
over beside her, I smiled at her. "That was fantastic!"
I sighed.

"Better than I ever imagined it, Zag," she whimpered.
She leaned toward me, and we kissed gently.

As we broke apart, she rolled over to her side. I just
lay on my back, closed my eyes, and breathed, trying to
calm myself down. "So, how come Im naked, and the only
thing you taken off are you shoes?" I asked.

"Thats not true," she giggled. "You couldntve fucked
me if I hadnt taken off my panties."

I shrugged, keeping my eyes closed, and said, "Yeah.
Thats true." I lay silently for a moment. I felt her
get off the bed. "So, when do I get to see your tits?
Or your pussy? I mean, you cant get pregnant if I just
eat your pussy."

She cried out, and I looked up. Her blond wig lay on
the floor next to the bed, and her hands were on top of
her head, trying to cover her hair. She had short,
brown hair underneath. With her hair as it naturally
was, she looked even more like Randy, I thought. She
wore a frantic look on her face as she backed into a
corner. Slowly, realization dawned on me. "You called
me Zag."

With open mouth, I grasped the unfathomable. Randi
slowly dissolved into Randy. Her padded bra, and her
wig, and the fact that I hadnt seen tits or pussy, all
became symptoms. I got off my bed. "Youre Randy."

"Of course I am," she said with her feminine voice.

"No," I said, not accusing, just stating. "I mean R-A-
N-D-Y Randy, not R-A-N-D-I Randi."

He, or she, didnt say anything, just backed into the
corner. I approached her as he backed away from me.
"Youre a guy." I saw fear in his eyes. Her back was
against the wall, and I wasnt sure what he would do,
but I needed to make sure I was right. I wasnt sure
what I would do, either. I closed the space between us,
and reached between the legs of the person standing in
front of me. I felt balls, and a cock. I slid my hand
under her blouse, which had gotten pulled out of her
skirt while we were fucking, and up to her tits. She
had a small, masculine chest. Nodding my head, I said,
"Youre a guy."

"Its me, Zag. Randy."

I pulled him to me and kissed him deeply on the lips. I
felt his body relax as his arms circled my neck, his
tongue parting my lips and forcibly attacking mine. I
pushed him against the wall, plastering my naked body
against his, still clothed in a dress. My hand gripped
his butt through his skirt, and then reached under. His
finger found my asshole about the same time mine found
his. I gripped the button on his skirt, and quickly
loosened it. I unzipped it, and let it fall to the
floor. "Take off you blouse," I said as I dropped to my
knees. "Get naked, like me, Randy."

My hand closed around his cock. I was beyond thinking,
just lustfully reacting instinctively to the signals my
brain was sending to my body. His hard cock throbbed in
my hand as I stroked it. It was about the same size as
mine, and hard as steel. I slowly put my mouth over it,
and sucked hard. I forced his back against the wall as
my head bobbed up and down, and soon, all six inches
were in my mouth. I ran my tongue around it, paying
close attention to the sensitive skin under the head.
"Oh, God, Zag! Thats fantastic! Better than my beat-
off dreams!"

Suddenly, he grabbed my head, and held me tight,
pumping his cock lightly in and out of my mouth. With a
sigh, he froze. A strangled cry forced itself past his
lips, as my mouth was flooded with his white-hot,
sticky jism. "Oh, fuck, Zag! Im coming!" he cried as
another, and then another shot erupted from his
throbbing cock into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I
could, but a little of his precious seed leaked from my
mouth and dribbled down my chin.

My cock throbbed, pointed straight out from my groin as
I stood up. Without a word, he walked over to my bed
and bent over. "Come on, Zag. Fuck me again. You know
you want to."

I needed no encouragement. My cock was still slick with
petroleum jelly and my cum, and I could see splotches
of my cum around his puckered asshole as it winked at
me. I grasped his hip with one hand as I pressed my
hard cock against him. He pushed back the instant
contact was made, and my cock quickly slipped back into
his asshole. Pounding into him as fast as I could, I
wanted, or maybe needed, relief as soon as possible. I
was past thinking.

Everything was just instinct. Without thinking, I
reached around him and grabbed his cock. It was still
hard! I slowed my thrusting just a little, and stroked
his cock with one hand. Once again, our moans filled my
room, and within seconds, I came again. Hard. Like a
flash flood, waves of pleasure burst across my
consciousness as my cock once again emptied deep into
his bowels. I had let go of his dick, and my hands held
tightly to his hips, holding my pelvis tightly to his
butt as geysers of my seed exploded into my best
friend.

Finally, my orgasm subsided again. I pulled my cock out
of his ass, and lay back on the floor, exhausted. I was
aware of nothing for several seconds until I felt Randy
kneel between my legs. Opening my eyes a slit, I saw
his hard cock glisten with petroleum jelly. He forced
my legs up, exposing my ass hole. He held my ankles
higher and higher until he pushed my knees against my
chest.

I grinned as I grasped the comprehension of what he
wanted. Holding my knees firmly, I spread my ass
cheeks. A smile spread across his face. He lined his
cock head up. A shudder wracked my body as his soft
head touched my sensitive asshole. Nodding, I said,
"Its ok, Randy. Stick it up my ass. I want it as badly
as you do!"

He pushed forward, his head opening my ring of muscle
and slipping in. White-hot pain tore through my
asshole. His cock was not very big around, but it felt
like he was tearing me apart! He kept pushing in until
he met resistance, and stopped. He looked down at me,
lying under him on the floor. "Hurts, dont it?"

I nodded. "Not too bad."

He pulled back out and pushed in again. Before long, I
felt his kinky pubic hair tickle my ass. "Im in," he
said. I quickly became adjusted to having my ass
invaded, and it didnt feel that bad. He knelt between
my legs, holding my ankles over his shoulders and my
ass up off the floor. "Oh, God!" he moaned as his cock
pumped in and out of my. "Ive wanted this so much! It
feels even better than I imagined!"

I looked down between us, and could see his six-inch
cock gliding in and out of my ass. It felt like I was
taking a massive, greasy shit, but I didnt mind. It
actually felt, in a way, good. Every once in a while,
he bumped into something inside my ass that felt
fantastic! He held himself up on his arms with his
elbows locked, holding my legs up over his shoulders.
"I cant believe were actually doing this!" he groaned
as he flexed his hips, driving his cock in and out of
my ass. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly, and he threw
his head back, moaning loudly.

I held my knees, helping him balance me at the right
angle so he could fuck my asshole. It no longer hurt at
all any more. Instead, I found the in and out motion to
be very stimulating. My cock hurt from two quick
orgasms, but I was sure it would be throbbing if I
hadnt come already. As it was, it started to painfully
harden any way.

Suddenly, I felt his cock thicken inside my ass. I loud
groan forced itself past his lips, and he pushed his
cock as deep into my bowels as it would go. "Im
coming!!!" he cried, and I felt spurts of his hot cum
spatter inside me. He held himself to my ass as more
and more of his jism erupted up my ass.

Finally, he relaxed, and let go of my legs. They
flopped on the ground, violently ejecting his cock from
my ass. He lay on top of me, gasping for breath. "Wow!"
he said when he finally could speak. "Holy shit! That
was better than Id imagined!" I could feel a little of
his spunk dribble out of my sore asshole, but I didnt
mind. My arms circled his shoulders, and his head lay
on my shoulder. "That was better than I ever imagined!
I never dreamed it could feel that good!"

"Its certainly better than jacking off," I agreed. He
lay quietly for several minutes before I looked
outside. It was dark out, night coming early in
Northern Michigan.

He rolled off me. "Wed better bet cleaned up before
you folks get home," he said.

I looked at the clock. It wasnt even 6:00 yet. "They
wont be home for hours," I said. We climbed into the
shower together. "Why dont you call your folks and see
if you can spend the night. They do know youre here,
dont they?"

"Of course they do," he said, rinsing his hair. "They
just dont know what clothes I wore."

"I just need to know a couple things," I said as I
dried off. "Why?"

We walked downstairs naked to make supper. "Why what?"
he asked.

"Why everything?"

"Well, Ive wanted to have sex with you for about a
year, but I never could figure out how. I like girls,
but about a year ago, I thought about you more than
them when I was stroking. I finally decided to give it
a try."

"But why like you did? You couldve just asked me."

He scowled at me. "And if Id said, Hey, Zag! Wanna
fuck? what would you have said?"

I scratched my face. "I guess youre right. Idve
decked you. But why me? I aint all that good looking."

"Youre my best friend, stupid!" he said as we sat down
to eat the spaghetti Id made. "Who else would I do
this with? You aint gonna tell anyone."

"But one thing I dont understand. Why the girls
clothes?"

"Well, first of all, it was the best way to get you to
have sex with me. I thought it was, any way. I didnt
think youd fuck me if you knew I was a guy..."

"But once Id had sex with you, and found out you were
a guy..."

He smiled smugly across the table at me. "Lets just
say it worked out like Id hoped it would."

I smirked at him. "What would you have done if it
didnt work out like you planned?"

He shrugged. "I didnt think it out that far. I wasnt
planning on it not working out."

"Didnt the dresses feel funny?"

He bowed his head sheepishly. "Im straight, Zag. You
know that. But Ive always liked to wear frilly things.
Dresses and blouses, and shit like that. I love it.
But, until last night, nobodys ever seen me in one. I
know its weird, but I like to do it once in a while.
Ive got quite a few dresses and shit."

"Youre weird, Randy. But, I like you."

"So, do you still love my cousin?" he laughed.

I laughed with him. "Do you have a cousin named Randi?"

He shook his head. "I was gonna call myself Courtney,
but when I introduced myself, Randi came out first, and
I had to quick make up a story for it, since Id
already told you I was my cousin!"

We rinsed off our dishes, and put them in the
dishwasher with the pans, and went upstairs. "I almost
screwed up a couple times yesterday."

"You did today when I started to ass fuck you the first
time, and you told me to use my petroleum jelly. Good
save!"

We spent the rest of the night naked in my bedroom
talking and playing video games. We gave each other a
blowjob before my folks came home. When we got up the
next morning, we butt fucked each other before we came
downstairs.

He wore home clothes he kept at my house, carrying
Randis with him in his backpack. We continued to have
sex with each other throughout high school.
Occasionally, "his cousin Randi" would come for a
visit, and Id take her out on a date. It felt good to
be able to walk around town and hold hands, even openly
kiss, my best friend in public, and no one thought
anything of it.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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