Date: Sat, 24 May 2003 02:57:19 EDT
From: Psyche599@aol.com
Subject: Nick Learning: chapter one

All disclaimers regarding erotic fiction apply.  If you do not enjoy
reading about sex between boys, then don't read this story.  This is
fiction. Copyright 2003 author.

	My name is Kevin.  I was sixteen at the time, actually a few months
from my seventeenth birthday.  It was the summer, and I was really excited.
I had good reasons.  For the first time in my life, I had a girlfriend.
Now, being bisexual it was tough to focus my energies towards one gender or
the other.  But this time I caught a break.  She told me later she found my
blue eyes most attractive, but she also liked my slim figure.  I'm not
built, but I do have muscles that show a little.  Now her, Rachel was so
gorgeous, dirty blond hair coming just past her shoulders, a great figure,
nice breasts, and was as into me as I was her.  We had already had sex.
After dating for three months and having no problems with each other, we
took that step with no worries.  She knew about me being bi, and though we
sometimes rated guys together it never went further than that.  Though we
each had our different tastes, we both kind of thought younger guys were
cute.  But then I also had a thing for some body hair and she didn't.  I'm
flexible though.

Anyway, I'm rambling a little.  I'll focus more.  The day that things got
interesting was a hot Wednesday.  Nothing happens on Wednesdays.  I didn't
have work, Rachel was up in Phoenix visiting her grandma, so it was pretty
much a sit-on-my-ass-and-watch-Nick Jr. day.  What can I say, it's quite
entertaining when one is slightly toasted.  But to continue.  I heard a
knock on my door.  I love getting people over, it disrupts boredom very
nicely.  So I went to the door, and I opened it.  Standing on the doormat
was Nick, the kid from next door.  He was thirteen, I think.  He was
definitely a cutie, brown hair that had lightened several shades from being
outside a lot, swimming and playing basketball.  During the summer, he
usually went without a shirt.  This gave some easy opportunities to check
him out a little.  Today as well, he had no shirt.  I was surprised to see
him, but all the same I invited him into the house.
	"What brings you over here?  Do you want something to drink by the
way?"
	"Just water thanks.  I came over here because I was curious about
something, I didn't want to ask about it before, but I can't get it out of
my head."
	"Oh, okay." I said, unsure of whether to ask him to proceed or let
him do it on his own.  I handed him a glass of water, which he took a sip
from.
	"Umm, you know that rainbow sticker on your car?"
	"...yeah..."
	"Does that mean you're gay?"
	"Not necessarily."
	"...oh."
	"Actually, I sort of am.  I'm bisexual, so I am attracted to guys
and girls"
	"Oh, I see."
	"Was that all you needed to know?"
	"Umm, no."
	"Well then?"
	"I was wondering..." Here he paused.  I could see he was hesitant
about whatever he needed to ask or tell me.
	"Whatever it is, don't worry."
	"Ok."  He shifted his weight in the chair.  "Well," he said,
continuing, "I was wondering when you started to wonder if you were gay or
bi and how you eventually decided."
	This was an interesting question.
	"Umm, well when I hit puberty I noticed myself looking at guys and
thinking they were cute.  But I also paid attention to girls.  I fooled
around with both genders and liked them both, so I reasoned I must be bi.
Good enough answer?"  I wanted to help the kid, but I'm bad at lengthy
statements.
	"Well, is fooling around something you gotta do to be sure?"
	"I don't know, but it sure helped."
	"Oh.  I've noticed guys as cute.  But I also kinda like looking at
girls, so I don't know what to do."
	"Well, if I can help you sort things out, don't hesitate to ask."
	"okay."
	There was a lapse.  I was unsure if he wanted help now, or what.
	"Would you like some more water?"
	"What? Oh, yeah, sure.  Thanks."
	I filled his glass.  I was confused as to what I should do next.
	"So," I said, "you have anyone in particular you want to experiment
with?"
	"Sorta," he said, "but I don't know if he'd want to.  He's got a
girlfriend."  This was no longer beating around the bush.  I knew he was
hoping to fool around with me.
	"Well, his girlfriend is pretty lenient.  And by the way, I'm
flattered."  He gave me a look.  "So does that mean you wanna?"  I gave it
a second's thought.  "Yeah, sure."  He got up and gave me a hug.  "Thanks a
lot, I didn't know what to do.  I mean, I'm all confused but you're so cool
and I thought you were cute for a while, and this will help me a lot.
Thanks" I put my hand on the skin of his back.  It practically radiated a
heat which was more than temperature.  It carried the life and young sexual
energy of a pubescent boy.
	"Don't sweat it.  Hey, speaking of sweating it, you think you might
want a shower or a cool down?"
	"Yeah, okay."  He said.
	"Allright, bathroom's first left in the hall."
	"Cool," he said, starting to undo the snap on his shorts.  I
started to get hard.  While he was in the cool shower, I closed all the
blinds and curtains to keep out the bright sun.  I also put a big towel on
my bed and a matt on the floor.  I heard the shower turn off and the door
open.
	"In here!" I called to him, "I've got some towels you can dry off
with."  He walked in slightly damp and not-so-slightly naked.  It was a
great sight.
	"Hey," he said, "you've still got clothes on," as he grabbed a
towel and started to rub himself down, getting the water off his body,
which was beginning to show signs of development.
	"Yeah, I do."
	"Aren't you going to take them off?"
	"Probably."  He threw the towel at me and shot me a glance.  I
looked him up and down.  He smiled a bit bashfully, then gave me a playful
shove.  I fell back on my double bed, pretending he shoved me harder than
he did.  My boner was rather evident through my denim shorts, and my button
up shirt rode a little up so my boxers could be seen above the waistline.
He came over and jumped on the bed next to me, looking at me.  I blinked
slowly and gave a small nod, to let him know that he could take the lead.
He bent down, kissed me on the neck, and started to undo the buttons on my
shirt.  He sat up again, looked at me.  I could see his dick was starting
to thicken and become stiff.  He noticed me looking at it, then bent down
to kiss me, on the lips this time.  We kissed each other, I opened my mouth
and he opened his, putting his tongue in and accepting mine.  He continued
to unbutton my shirt, holding himself up with his other hand.  I took my
arm and ran it from his hand above my shoulder, up to his shoulder, and
moved it in circles on his back.  He finished with my shirt and spread the
two flaps open, then started to rub my chest and stomach.

This caused my boner to strain harder against the denim and cotton holding
it back.  I moved my other hand to his sides, tracing up and down his ribs.
Then I moved him from kneeling over me to lying on his side.  With my top
hand I started rubbing his chest, stomach, and eventually his hard young
cock.  I opened my eyes and looked, it felt rather large for a thirteen
year old.  It was about five and a half inches, and not thin.  Having me
notice his dick caused him to notice mine, still trapped in my pants.  He
broke the kiss so he could watch and better guide his hand as it undid my
belt, undo the snap and zipper of the shorts, and start to tug them down.
I lifted myself so he could slide the shorts all the way off.  My dick was
now slightly less constrained, though still under my boxers.  He slid his
hand between the elastic waistband and my skin, moving his hand past my
pubic hair and finally grasping my six and a half inch boner.  He moved his
hand up and down slowly, as I mimicked the motions on his cock.  I also
rubbed his ballsack, and soon got the same done to me.  He stood up, his
boner pointing upward, and pushed me farther onto the bed.  He then pulled
my boxers down, off, and then pushed my legs apart and kneeled between
them.  He bent down and looked more closely and my dick, smelling my balls,
running his fingers around my thighs and happy trail.  He then put his lips
to the head of my cock.
	"Nick, only do what you want," I said.  He only nodded.  His stiff
cock was pressed between his thighs and his tight young stomach.  He again
put his lips to the head of my cock and extended his tongue, circling
around the tip and teasing my piss slit.  It was clean, and he seemed to
enjoy penetrating the small indentation.  He moved his head down farther.
I felt his teeth and winced.  He automatically brought his lips over them
and moved his tongue more around the shaft of my cock.  He moved further
down.  I could feel the tip of my cock making contact with the back of his
throat.  He paused, then brought his hands to my cock and used them to
stimulate my balls and the last part of my shaft.  Then he paused again, he
seemed to get an idea.

All this time I watched in a state of high arousal, tenderly watching this
kid work this encounter to the fullest.  Now he moved closer to me, so his
head was farther up.  He adjusted and then pushed his head all the way down
my shaft, his nose finally nestled in my bush.  I took in a gasp of breath,
then let out a satisfied sigh.  He looked up at me.  I smiled back down.
He raised his head to the top of my cock, then lowered it back down.  The
sensations my cock felt from the trip from just barely touching his lips
and tongue to all the way down partly in his throat were amazing.  He went
back up again, then down.  I was extremely turned on.  Back up, then down,
his tongue applying massage action to my shaft on every trip either way.
Up, then back down and in.  His mouth was so warm and moist, I couldn't
last much longer.
	"Nick, I'm close to cumming."  He looked up at me, nodding sort of.
He bobbed his head up and down some more times, increasing in speed until I
was about to blow, then pulled off and started rubbing my cock up and down
with his slick hands, and licking my balls with his tongue.  I felt my
orgasm coming up on me quick, and I bucked upwards into his hands and fired
a short of cum up, thick and white.  Then another and another, landing on
my chest and stomach.  The next few were not as strong, and finally they
stopped all together.  Panting, I thanked him.  He started to lick my cum
off my chest and stomach, filling me with amazing sensations.
	"You're welcome," he said in his voice, just deepening and husky
with lust.  Now it was my turn to return the favor.  I pushed him onto his
back so his bent legs lay open.  I licked around his thighs, his balls, and
up his shaft to his prominent head.  I sheathed my teeth and engulfed his
hot young cock with my mouth, tightening my mouth and licking around his
dick.  This received moans and small pants.  I started to bob my head and
used my hands to massage his young teen balls, as well as tracing a finger
around his anus.  I put pressure on the area between his ass and his balls,
rubbing it and his thighs as I sucked and bobbed on his hardon.  He moaned
a bit more, and started to thrust up into my mouth as I went down,
swallowing his head into my throat on the downstroke and swirling my tongue
around his cock's head at the top.

I went faster, and he breathed heavier, and he bucked harder into my hot
moist mouth.  His hands found their way to my hair and he rubbed my head as
he humped into my mouth, faster and faster.  I could feel his balls start
to pull up and I pushed harder on the underside of his ballsack.  With a
gasp, he pushed up again, the hardest yet, and I felt a shot of hot cum hit
the back of my throat.  I immediately started sucking harder, and I rubbed
his balls as two more shots coated my tongue in his new cum.  His orgasm
finally subsided, and I pulled off his dick gingerly.  I bent over him and
kissed his lips.  Again, they opened and we massaged one another's tongues.
He got a taste of his own cum and I mine.  We pulled away, looked in each
other's eyes.
	"Thank you," he said to me in that post-orgasmic tone that can get
me all fired up again.
	"Any time you need help figuring things out, just come over," I
said, and kissed him again.  Just then the phone rang.  I answered it.
	"Hey Kevin?"  came Rachel's sexy voice.
	"Hey baby," I replied.  Nick looked up at me with a sparkle in his
eyes.  I think I knew what he was thinking.
	"What are you up to?"  She asked.
	"Not much, how is your grandma visit going?"
	"It's actually over.  Do you want to hang out?"
	"Sure, can you come over?" I asked, winking at Nick.  He
practically beamed.
	"Yeah, you bet.  Is anyone home over there?"
	"Just me and Nick."
	"You mean the cutie from next door?"
	"Yeah, I mean the cutie from next door," I said, winking again at
Nick.  He blushed, but his dick wasn't as shy as it started to thicken
again.
	"Did you...?"
	"Yeah"
	"Is he...?"
	"Unsure.  Maybe you can help him figure himself out."  Nick
definitely with another stiffie.
	"Ok, I'll be there in about a half an hour."
	"I'll be waiting," I said in my sexy voice.
	"I can't wait," she replied, in her sexy voice.
	"Till then"
	"yeah"
	I hung up the phone and looked at Nick.
	"Sorry, I forgot to ask if you wanted to fool around with Rachel."
	"Definitely," he said, looking down at his boner.
	"Excellent," I said.  "But first, I kinda want to try something."
	"Ok," he said.
	I lay on my stomach, and put some lotion in my hand from the
bedside table, then greased up my asscheeks.
	"You just do what you want," I told him.  I love having people lie
on me.  He climbed up from behind, buried his dick in my asscheeks, and lay
on my back.  The feel of his stiff prick rubbing in my cheeks gave me a
huge boner, as I played with his pumping dick by clenching my asscheeks.
	"Ohh," he moaned, "that feels great."
	"So does what you're doing."  I could feel his heart beating
against my back as his hips started to pick up speed shoving his dick
between my cheeks, slick and warm.  His breath on my neck was so sensual.
I felt him pick up speed, as he placed his head on my back and grabbed my
shoulders with his hands.  Faster he went, the friction making my cheeks
warm and the precum he was leaking making them slick.  He went faster,
pushing my boner into the towel on my bed.  Finally he thrust hard and
arched back, I felt a shot of his cum land on my back and that put me over
the edge as I fired a few shots into the towel.  His humping slowed and he
fell back down, his chest on my back again.  I felt his heart beating fast,
then slowing, as the squishy warmth of his semen between us started to
congeal.
	"We need another shower." I said.
	"Yeah, in a few seconds."  He cooed back.


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