Backdoor Slider - A Love Story
by Joe L
I stand up to head into the gym, but I see Luke jump off of his treadmill and run out to greet me. He looks so sweaty. I have to have him.
"Did my mom tell you I was here?" he pants, totally out of breath.
"Nope," I smile as I look him over, head to toe.
"You came to work out at 11 o'clock?"
"Well, I couldn't jerk off. I had to do somethin'."
"Yeah, me too," he laughs. "I didn't realize how hard it would be."
"Too many hot memories floating around in my mind... makes it tough to sleep."
"Yeah, so do you want to go get on the treadmill or you wanna go do the full circuit?" he asks.
"I think I'd rather go to our spot across the street." I stroke his arm. "It might help us get to sleep."
"Serious?" his face lights up.
"I think it was meant to be. Get in the car."
"Hang on. Let me go get my bag. It's in the locker room." I have to chuckle as I watch him run at a full sprint back into the gym. I pull the car up to the entrance and he jumps in, totally breathless.
"You'd better catch your breath or I might make you pass out," I giggle and start rubbing his back as I navigate the short distance across the street.
"I'm fine," he gasps. I park where I did the last time and we look at each other with big smiles.
"Why don't we try to lay down in the back seat? Maybe we can have a little boner-growing make-out session?"
He looks down at his crotch, so I peer down there, too. We watch his dick straighten and slide up in his exercise shorts.
"Too late," he says and we both crack up. "But I think he likes the idea."
We get out of the car and pile in the back seat. Luke lies down on his back and tries to fold his legs to somehow fit. I manage to close the car door behind me, but we're all tangled up. I pull off his shoes and instantly enjoy the smell of his feet. I give them a little rub, and then I take off my own shoes. We finally get our legs untangled. I lay down on top of him and I get a rush of pleasure as I feel the warmth of his body. I have to just bend my knees behind me, and if someone comes up to the car, the first thing they'll see will be my socks kicking in the air. The whole back seat is full of Luke's sweaty aroma. Finally, I lower myself the rest of the way on top of him and I touch the tip of my hose to his.
"Hi," I smile.
"Sup, G?" he chuckles.
"Did I ever mention that I love your kiss?" I slowly slide the tip of my nose down the side of his, as our lips edge closer. He runs his hands up my sides.
"Maybe once," he whispers as I press my lips onto his. I set the pace super slow, as I want to enjoy the smells in the car and the taste of his mouth. We swap some spit and take turns moaning. Even though we were just together this morning, it seems like forever since we've been this close. We both seem starved for each other. He's giving more attention to my butt as he rubs my cheeks and grinds my dick against his. I lose myself in the kiss and start feeling my pleasure build way too fast. I have to stop myself from tongue-fucking his mouth. I break away.
"Dude, are you wearing deodorant?" I ask.
"Uhh, yeah," he seems confused.
"I mean right now. Are your pits caked with deodorant?"
"Oh," he finally gets it. "Actually, I don't think I put on any more after I got home from the game and showered. I hope I don't stink too bad."
"Nah," I push his arm up over his head. "You stink too good." I take a huge whiff of his armpit. He doesn't smell like body odor. He just has that really intense boy sweat smell that's been giving me a boner at the gym for over a year. It must be his pheromones. He's just oozing sex... and probably precum, too. "Mmmmm," I moan again. "Can I give it a little lick?" I'm not sure if he'll think I'm weird.
"Dude, I love to see you so turned on. Whatever you wanna do, do it. I just like to watch you," he whispers.
I give him another quick kiss on his lips and move back down to his pit. I don't know exactly how to tackle this, so I just act like I'm making out with it. I lick it and give it sloppy kisses. It's so sweaty and salty and wet and perfect. I start to hump him again and have to pull back because I'm quickly at my threshold again. I push his other arm up and roll over him to give it some attention. However, I slip into the floor of the backseat with a thud.
"Woops," he giggles. "You okay?"
"Yeah," I say, feeling dazed.
"Dude, don't cum yet, okay?" he whispers.
"I'm really close."
"Ok, but I need a fix."
"Of what?" I look up at him and smile.
"I just need to suck some dick." He reaches down and gives me a little tug.
"Okay, just let me get the good stuff off of this one," I lift up his arm again and start desperately eating out his other pit. He starts to chuckle. As I finish up, I start to lick my lips to get any leftover boy sweat. "I hope you don't mind me doing that. It really gets me going."
"I'll never wear deodorant again," he says.
"So are you ready?"
"Yep… still about to pop."
"Dude, at least let me have a couple of minutes of boner suckin' first."
I gasp and look down at my crotch.
"What?" he looks down, too.
"Just hearing you say the words 'boner suckin' made me squirt my shorts!"
"You better not have!" We laugh and kiss as he tickles my ribs.
"Do you want to get in the front seat?" I ask.
"Nah, just lean up against the door and I'll curl up between your legs." I flounder around and eventually manage to get in the requested position. He starts rubbing my legs and looks up at me while biting his lip and smiling eagerly.
"You are so cute when you're about to suck dick."
"You gonna be a good boy and try to last a little while?" He rubs up higher and higher up my legs.
"Dude, you know how my dick feels about you. I'll try… just don't be disappointed if I can't hold out."
"Trust me, if you're nutting in my mouth, the last thing I'll feel is disappointed." He finally inches his hands up to my waistband and slowly pulls it down. His eyes get really big when he finally pulls out my dick.
"Wow, G," he chuckles with anticipation as he moves his head down between my legs. His little sexy talk sure isn't going to help me last longer. He starts by licking up my precum. I can't produce it like him, but I've made a nice little puddle on the underside of my dick. As he licks it up, he rears up slightly to look at me with a mischievous smile. I see a little line of precum connecting his tongue to my dick. The sight drives me crazy.
"Uhhh... That's so hot," I gasp. I'd better close my eyes. All of my senses are pushing the cum up from my balls. At least I can stop that part and just concentrate on the feeling.... and the smells. I breathe in deeply. Although I've already licked up all of his pit juices, I can still really smell his socks and feet. I feel my dick throb as I enjoy the aroma. "Dude, could you hand me your socks?"
"My socks?" he laughs as he continues to lick me up and down. "Sure." He's wearing some long white crew socks that he likes to run in. They're pretty thick so he won't get blisters on the treadmill. They also hold in his foot sweat really well. Once, a few months ago at his apartment, I had the opportunity to pick them up and smell them when he left the room. I almost came, just from one sniff.
He pulls off his socks and tosses each one onto my face. "Go ahead and nut, dude. I know you want to. I just want some quality time with the little guy tomorrow."
"Thanks," I nod. As I press each sock up to my nose, I know I'm way past the point of no return. The smell is so intense and it's driving me absolutely crazy. He's spiritedly sucking me now. "I'm gonna cum sooo HAAAARD." I take another huge sniff of one of his socks and stuff the other one in my mouth.
He's moaning now as he knows what's coming. My body straightens. I arch my back and bring my hips up off the seat. I can't even feel the jets of cum coming out. It feels like one super intense, continuous stream. I scream through his sock as I hear him gurgling in my lap. He's trying his best to keep up with my load, but I keep feeding him steadily. I see some leak out and spill down behind my balls and onto the fabric. Eventually, I'm able to relax and I feel my butt touch back down onto the seat. He's still bobbing his head between my legs. My dick didn't really soften after my orgasm. I start stroking his hair as he gets in a little more sucking time.
He finally resurfaces with a smile. We both sit up in our seats and look around for a second… all clear.
"Dang! All that came from my socks? Let me have a sniff." He takes one of his socks from me and takes a big, sarcastic sniff. I realize he's trying to be funny, but I know I'm going to use that memory in a future masturbatory activity.
"I hope you don't think I'm weird that all of the smells turn me on," I say.
"Hey, I'm aware that my pits and feet smell awesome." He takes a big whiff of his pits. "Ahh!"
"So you really don't mind?"
"Like I said, it turns me on to see you turned on," he pats my knee.
"Well, it was a real pleasure running into you like this," I start to put on a shoe. "I hope we can get together again soon and—"
Luke grabs me by the ear and pulls my head down to his lap. He's actually hurting me a little, but I don't care because I'm laughing so hard.
"You are a cruel, cruel... umm," he stutters as he searches for the right name. "Something, like, really cruel, anyway!"
"Ok, let's see what we have here." I pull down his shorts to find he's all wet again.
"See, your mean joke made him cry!" I'm already licking up some of his sweet ooze.
"Well, I'll try to make it up to him somehow. So, do you want a little cock-teasing or are you ready to—"
"THE SECOND CHOICE!" He tries to push my head down.
"Kids these days... always just want to squirt," I say as I lower my mouth around his gooey mess of a dick. I realize I'm sucking him sideways and can't get my tongue where I want it. I try to pull his legs back up onto the seat so I can work on him straight-on. He catches on and we play Twister again, but this time I never release his dick from my mouth. Finally I get his legs in position and rub them lightly as I give him all of the force of my lips and tongue.
"Oh my GOD, G!" I pick up the pace as I know what he's feeling right now.
"Mmmm… hmmm," I try to say something welcoming, but want to keep up my rhythm. It doesn't take long before I'm chugging down another huge load. I love being able to slide my tongue right over his hole and catch each new rush of cum and really taste it before I swallow. It's particularly sweet and creamy this time. I never imagined there was such an art to all of this.
I look up when I'm sure there's nothing left. I feel like I should say something congratulatory.
"Did I do a good job?" he asks, smiling and trying to catch his breath.
"Never disappointing." I give his thighs a rub. "Do you have to be home soon?"
"Nah, my mom is probably already asleep."
"Can we just chill for a while?" I turn around and lean up against his chest and he quickly wraps his arms around me.
"Chill away," he whispers in my ear. Sure enough, I get chills.
"Oh, I almost forgot."
"My dad says that I should spend more time at your place!"
"Are you fucking serious?" he laughs.
"Yeah, David is acting like a little bitch again. He hasn't been coming out of his room and my parents say it's worse when I'm around."
"Poor little guy," Luke says.
"What about, 'Yay, more time to have hot sex with G?'" I look at him over my shoulder.
"Hey, he's like my little brother, too. I have some good memories spending time with your family."
"Yeah, but you don't have to be around them much. You miss all of the churchy bullshit from my dad, the proper bullshit from my mom and the evil fucking mouth of that little asshole."
"He said at the dinner table the other day that I wasn't around much because you and I were fucking."
"Did you explain to everyone all of your apprehensions about anal sex?"
"DEAD! You are SO fucking dead!" I flip over and pretend to strangle him as he doubles over in hysterics.
"Ooh, I really enjoyed that one," he wipes a tear away as he finally composes himself.
"I'm going to pout now," I say and fold my arms and lay back against his chest. "It might go on for DAYS."
"No, no, no, baby," he starts to rock me back and forth, squeezing me tightly.
"No, that cut me hard. I won't recover that quickly."
"I'll get my cell phone and type sweet nothings to you," he whispers in my ear.
"I'm not falling for that old trick again."
"I'll... wear my baseball uniform every day."
"I'll give you all of my socks?"
"My mind's made up. Tomorrow after our workout, I'm withholding sex from you for at least four minutes."
"One," he counters.
"It's a deal," I say smugly. "Wait a minute...."
He starts tickling my ribs and we squirm around for a while.
"Ugh, I gotta get home. My folks are waiting up for me."
"Let's just sleep here tonight," he says.
"Like we'd sleep." We start putting on our clothes.
"Dude, do you wanna hold on to these?" He hands me his socks.
"Yeah, if you want me to jerk off tonight when I get home, and tomorrow before church, and—"
He snatches them away from me and puts them back on.
We get ourselves together and I drive back to the gym parking lot. I park next to his mom's SUV. We look around and notice we're the last two cars in the parking lot.
"G'night, G," he gives me a sweet kiss and gets out.
"I'll call you tomorrow afternoon," I say. He gets out of the car and shuts the door, but opens it again quickly and leans in.
"Oops, I forgot something." He leans over and kisses me again, a little lengthier this time.
"Love you," he whispers as he pulls away.
"Love you, Luke."
I drive home in total bliss, completely over our little whatever-it-was. I sneak inside, hoping not to disturb anyone, especially my brother, and make it to the shower. I clean off any lingering evidence and put on my sleep pants and Luke's blue t-shirt. I duck my head in my parents' room and mouth "I'm home," to my dad, as he's still up reading. Finally, I lay down in bed again, exhausted. In a few minutes, I'm tossing and turning again with a huge boner.
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