Happy Daze - Part 2       Hi! It's Dicky Dickingham again. Every since big bad Arty the biker boy made love to me, my mind has been reliving it over and over. Arty is sure a swell guy, and the way he took my penis into his mouth and sucked me till I came was the most thrilling thing that ever happened to me. After that time with him, I couldn't wait to see him again. But several weeks passed and I didn't see him and he didn't call me. It's just as well, maybe, because I don't think that my parents would want to know that I was associating with Arty. Well but I have graduated from high school and will be entering my freshman year at college in the fall. I really am old enough to choose my own friends. But this town is very conservative and old fashioned, and you are expected to listen to your parents even if your are 18. Still, I missed hearing from Arty, especially remembering that after we made out with each other, he did say that we were now going steady. School was out and it was summer, the first week of our vacation. My parents were not home and I was hanging around outside the house. Suddenly I heard a bike coming down the street. I looked up and was surprised to see it was Arty. He stopped the bike in front of my house and waved to me, and smiled. I love his smile. It makes me all warm inside. As I have said, Arty looks real good in his leather jacket. But it was too hot for him to wear it. He was wearing his black chinos and had a tight fitting black t-shirt on. He looked good enough to eat. Just looking at him made my heart beat fast and my penis start to get hard. "Hey Dicky", he called out. "Wanna go to the beach?" There is a nice lake with a pretty beach not far from here. Many of the kids from my high school go there during the summer. And I really like it too.

"Sure", I eagerly said. "Love to." Arty smiled again. "OK Dicky. Get your suit and let's go." He didn't have to ask twice. I went inside and got my suit and a towel and put them into a beach bag. Then I ran outside and got on Arty's bike, right behind him. "Hold on to me tight, baby' he said. "We're gonna burn rubber. I wrapped my arms around him and leaned into his sweet muscular back, and we took off. A little while later we were at the lake. I was surprised that there was no one else there, and I said so to Arty. He said, "All the kids have gone to the Six Flags Amusement Park today. I think we are gonna have this whole place to ourselves." There are always a few rowboats docked at this side of the lake. We found three there and Arty suggested that we take one and row out to the far side of the lake where we wouldn't be bothered by anyone. "What do you have in mind exactly?", I asked. But I was smiling because I figured that Arty wanted to do the same thing that I wanted to do, hug and kiss. After all, we WERE going steady. Arty just got the row boat ready for us to get into. When we stepped in and shoved off, Arty said, "What i have in mind is us just being alone with each other and enjoying the day."

As he rowed, I could see the muscles of his arms flex beneath the T-shirt. My gaze was transfixed on his body. Seeing that I was staring at him, he said, "When we get to the other side, I'll take my shirt off so you can suck my tits. Would you like that?" I gulped and nodded. My throat instinctively swallowed as I imagined his naked chest, and my mouth pressed against it. "Arty", I said, "Why haven't I heard from you for two weeks? You said we were going steady, didn't you? I mean, after that time together in your apartment when you took me in your mouth, and then afterwards we kissed." "Yeah, I know", he said. "I was busy doing a job out of town. I need money to pay the rent. We can't all be lucky and live with our parents." I remembered that Arty had become orphaned very early on and had been living on his own for several years. He kept rowing and looking at me in a very sexy way. Then he said, "Look Dicky. I wasn't shittin' you. I think you are a special guy and I really do wanna be your boyfriend. I can't give you no ring or anything like that because people in this hick town would kill us if they knew about us. But someday soon, I will save up enough money to blow this burg. And then, you and me can leave and go live together somewhere else." I was taken aback. I didn't realize that he had been planning for a future. I couldn't think beyond college in the coming fall. But I didn't say anything. Instead I just nodded. Then I smiled and said, "That would be nice, living together. But what about college? I am starting college in the fall."

"Hey", he said, "you can always go to school somewhere else, in some big city. They must have plenty of colleges in New York." I blinked. "New York? Is that where you want to go to live?" "Well it's one possibility", he said. "But we don't have to make no definite plan. I just mentioned it to see how you would feel about being with me all the time. I been thinking about you ever since that day at my place. You sure tasted good, and you made me have feelings for you. I never had those feelings for anyone else. So I don't want you to think that I just forgot about you after we did the thing." "Oh!", I said. "Well I sure want to think about that one; being with you in some big city, I mean." "OK. Good", he said. "You think about it." After that, we didn't speak while he rowed. Soon we were at the other side of the lake, the side that led into the woods. We didn't expect anyone would be there. And we were right. A beautiful day and the place was deserted, all ours! We got out of the boat and Arty immediately took off his T-shirt, revealing that sweet, delicious body to me. He stretched, his arms high above his head and threw his head back so that his chest and throat drew me to him like a moth to a flame. Suddenly, without either of us saying anything, I was on him, my arms around his waist, my lips on his tits, sucking his nipples.

"Oh Arty", I breathed hard. "I have missed you, baby. So much!" His hands came down and held my face, lifting it up. "Kiss my mouth, Dicky." I didn't need more prompting than that. My mouth literally jumped to his and my tongue and his were rubbing furiously. I kissed the side of his face and neck. "Don't ever cut out on me like you did, Arty, without telling me where you are. I thought I had lost you, that you really didn't love me. Now I want us to seal our relationship with a promise. I want you to be my boyfriend. Tell me that we are boyfriends or I won't ever let you go." Arty threw back his head again and laughed. "Dicky! Don't sweat it so much. I love you. I do! Sure we are going to be boy friends. We are going to the Big Apple together, remember?" "Oh yeah, you big lug", I laughed. "Sure we are. Well maybe some day. Right now, I'll settle for being with you here." He didn't respond so I kissed him again. Then I slid down on my knees. I remember, at his place, how he had taken my cock into his mouth and driven me crazy with his mouth. Now I was going to do it to him. But even as I started unbuckling his belt and pulling down his chinos, I didn't realize how much I was going to love the feel and taste of his cock. When I go his pants halfway down, I saw that he was not wearing any shorts and his cock was sticking straight out so thick and hard that I swallowed hard just staring at it. I was mesmerized by that swollen shaft of meat that looked so beautiful that as I took it in my mouth, I felt like I never wanted to take it out again.  I had heard about cocksucking from some kids but now here I was, down on my knees, sucking my boyfriend's cock and going crazy, making loud sucking sounds and moaning as I drew the sex out of him.

Arty was holding my head tight with his hands and bucking into my mouth, forcing his huge member down my throat. I just loved every second of it. I couldn't get enough of that meat. I sucked and sucked, and soon all I was aware of was my mouth filled wih man meat. Everything else disappeared from my consciousness. My mouth was sucking hard now and Arty was ramming his fuckmeat into my willing mouth. Then suddenly, his knees buckled slightly and he screamed. With that, a torrent of milky hot fluid flooded my mouth, and I almost gagged. I wanted to pull my mouth away but I heard Arty saying, "No Dicky! Swallow it. Swallow all of me." I really had no choice. He wouldn't let his dick out of my mouth until I swallowed. So I just closed my eyes tightly and swallowed. Down it all went, coating my throat. After a few seconds, Arty pulled out of my mouth and lifted me up off my knees. "Wow! That was great, Dicky. So good. Man, you really know how to suck cock. Are you sure you have never done it before?", Arty asked. I shook my head no. "You are the first, lover. Wow! You taste so good! I can't wait to do that again. I thought the cum was going to taste bad but it really wasn't so bad. I think I could get used to the taste. And I love you so much."

Arty put his arms around me and kissed my neck and began to suck on my tits. Here we were, on a deserted stretch of lake beach, my sweet boyfriend, completely naked, his beautiful body shining in the sunshine, holding me and kissing me. I was in heaven. "Oh Arty, baby", I moaned as he continued to kiss my neck and face. "Oh darling! I want to get down on my knees and suck you again!" "No Dicky", he said. "We are going to do other things." "What things?", I asked. "Well first we gotta get you outa these clothes." He started undressing me and as he removed my open, unbuttoned shirt, his hands were all over my back and his mouth was all over me. My shirt was off and he was polling off my sneakers and socks, and then he was taking my pants off and kissing me down my hairless body. Now we were both stark naked, facing each other on the beach. Arty took me in his arms again and laid me down on the sand. He got on top of me and kissed my mouth. Then he lifted my legs and placed them over his shoulders. I looked up at him, wondering what was coming next. "Now you just relax, baby, and open to me", he said, smiling down at me. This is gonna be good. After we do this, we are gonna be like married." "What?", I asked incredulously. We are gonna be married?"

"Yes", he said. "Just like married. We'll get a ring later." I just lay there and waited for what was coming. I had an inkling but wanted to see it my thoughts were right. So I let Arty do what he wanted even though I was a little scared. Arty kissed along my cock and then he took my balls in his mouth and sucked on them. I closed my eyes and breathed hard. He was driving me crazy! Then his tongue started licking along my ass crack. Oh God! I thought I would die! I didn't want him to stop. And he didn't. He kept on licking me, asshole and balls, balls and asshole. He only stopped for a second and asked, "You like that, Dicky?" "Oh yes!", I screamed. "Please! Arty! Marry me! Now!" Suddenly I felt his cock at the entrance to my asshole. "Baby", he said. "I am gonna make you my wife right now!" With that, he slowly went inside of me, making sure to take his time, go slow, and make sure he was not hurting me. I will tell you something strange. I had dreamed of him doing this to me and I had wondered if it would hurt. And it did but just a little. The saliva from his tongue and my own ass juices made a natural lube so that he was able to slip in with only a little difficulty. And soon there was no difficulty at all. My arms and legs were wrapped high up my lover's body and his massive, thick cock was inside me. We are actually fucking! Oh my God! Who ever thought that little me could even think such a word, much less say it? But yes! I was being fucked by my man, and loving every thrust from his beautiful tool. Soon I began to moan words to him, love words. And then I cried out, "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me! Don't stop! And he didn't. He fucked me with so much love that I began to cry. Then suddenly he was crying too and cuming in me, saying "I love you, baby! I love you strong!" We held on to each other afterwards for a long time. Then we both acknowledged that we were indeed like married. And I began to think seriously about canceling my classes for the fall and running away to New York to live with Arty as a married couple. I wondered if any other two men had ever thought of such a thing. Continued .....

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