Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2005 21:50:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mike Mike <finfangfoom101@yahoo.com>
Subject: Albuquerque Skaterboys, Part 3

WARNING AND DISCLAIMER:

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scene since I try to go for accuracy.  This story was set in New Mexico, a
place I know well, and I wanted to see a story which was set there.  Any
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attention. Thanks to all the wonderful responses to my first story.

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can enjoy the series below.


Albuquerque Skaterboys - Part 3



	The skinny twelve year old boy stood without a shirt in front of
the bathroom mirror striking a pose which looked more suited for a
well-defined body-builder rather then a ninety-pound kid.  With thin arms
held aloft and small fists over his head, young Colin puffed out his flat
chest with its perky set of nipples in an attempt to make himself look more
manly and, maybe, attractive.  It was no use he thought to himself because
he wasn't built enough to appear athletic and toned like his friend, Sam,
who was muscular and good-looking.  He looked quite thin and nerdy he told
himself.  How could his fourteen-year old friend, Matt, find him cute?
Perhaps, if he dressed more revealingly then he would garner more
attention.  Colin pulled his red-and-yellow striped boxers down slightly
till they were barely hanging on his almost non-existant hips.  This move
downward revealed more of his smooth abdomen and the young boy took a few
minutes to study it from different angles.  He ran his hands down his sides
to his hips while observing himself in the mirror to see if his pants would
stay up if he moved about.  They barely did.  He looked good he thought to
himself congratulating himself on his ingenuity at dressing in a more
enticing manner for his lunch with his friend, Matt, around noon.  He
wanted Matt to get the hint that this boy was available to be inducted into
his secret world of sex.  Of course, without being too obvious the skinny
boy told himself as he combed his damp hair.

	"Come on, Colin!" yelled the young boy's mother from the kitchen,
"I got to leave soon and I need to use the bathroom.  My boss got pissed
for my being late yesterday.  So, this means I got to be there early.  I
can't lose this job, you know."

	"I'm done, mom," yelled Colin vacating the steamy bathroom in his
baggy blue jeans hanging low with a wide band of boxers showing and trying
to put on a green-and-gold t-shirt with "CHEEZ-WIZ" on the front, "Just got
to put on my shirt is all.  I got to get going, too."  A plump woman
dressed as a nurse in her mid-thirties the same size and hair color as the
pre-pubescent boy walked past him and into the now-vacated bathroom.  They
both had a small pert nose as a common feature.

	"Wearing those kind of low aren't you, Mr. Hip-Hop?" his mom
mentioned in her "mother knows best" tone, "I ain't raisng you to have your
pants falling down and breaking your neck while showing your ass to
everyone.  Pick them up, Colin."  She gave him a stern look that made him
quickly hitch up his pants to a mother-approved level.

	"Aaaaah, mom" the young boy protested as he turned and continued
pulling his baggy jeans up while walking towards the kitchen, "All the guys
wear them like these."

	"Not my son," she corrected while combing her medium length brown
hair, "I don't want you looking like a street bum.  You're my only child
and I want you to be looking decent, okay?  So, you going to meet your
little friend at noon?"  Colin hated it when his mom called his friends
"little" which Matt obviously was not but she didn't know that or had to
know it.

	Yeah," the twelve-year old boy mumbled pouring a glass of water, "I
met him at the skatepark and he wanted me to go eat with him here at the
Frontier.  Its just a few blocks from here.  I can walk. Can I have some
money so he doesn't have to pay for me?"  The thin youth waited for a few
seconds before drinking as his mother pondered his request and information.

	"Well....okay," his mother responded in a slow manner from her room
as if considering all that the boy had told her, "But, I want you back by
three o'clock and when I call I want you to answer.  No matter what.  You
understand that?  No matter what or else!"  Colin smiled because he had
intended to return home immediately after his lunch with Matt.  It would be
a piece of cake to be home at the time his mother called.  Home is where he
was hoping to be when Matt finally made his move like Sam did the previous
day. He remembered the wonderful orgasm he had experienced with the blonde
thirteen-year old youth.

	"I promise, mom," the small boy said in relief, "I'll answer your
call at three so you know I'm here and not messing around on the street and
getting arrested ."  His mom entered the kitchen smiling with her purse.

	"Here is five dollars, smarty-pants," Colin's mom said handing him
some money, "I know you won't let me down.  You never have."  She ran her
right hand over his forehead in a loving manner as she smiled into his
bright blue eyes.  Colin told himself he wouldn't disappoint his mom.

	"Thanks, mom," piped up the dark-haired boy in his boyishly high
voice crumpling the money into his front pocket, "So, you leaving now?"
Colin sat down on a stool with his water in hand.

	"Yeah.  I got to go to work now," responded the short dark-haired
woman getting her small purse and retrieving keys from a small side-pocket
while walking toward the door, "You be careful, Colin.  I hope to be home
by nine o"clock, okay?"

	"I will, mom," answered the thin boy on the stool his sock-clad
feet dangling loosely, "Good-bye."  Colin heard a muffled "Good-bye" as the
door closed and his mother walked to their car.  He listened silently as
the car started up with a coughing start and drove off down the street.

	Colin still had less then an hour to walk down to the Frontier to
meet up with Matt.  Wanting to make the most of his available time, the
twelve-year old boy went to his mom's room where she had a full-length
mirror and he took his shirt off to reveal his wiry torso punctuated by two
quarter-sized nipples.  Like he did earlier, the skinny boy pulled his
pants back down to where they barely hung on him.  His striped boxers
formed a wide band around his slim waist, so the young boy began inching
them down, too.  He continued this till one could see the beginning of the
wonderful "V" formed by his lower abdomen pointing to his privates.  After
looking at this fashion combination from both sides and from behind, Colin
was satisified with the look he presented and hoped Matt would take the
clue that he was indeed interested in being seduced by him.  Hopefully, Sam
was right when he said that Matt would attempt to engage him in sex that
very day.  The thought made Colin's cock harden with anticipation of seeing
dizzying action once more.

	Meanwhile, Matt sat on the bus bench in front of the Frontier
Restaurant located in the heart of the University of New Mexico area.
Locals knew it as a delicious place to eat at any time of the day or night
which made it a favorite with the students of the University and those who
enjoyed its bohemian atmosphere. Skaters loved to congregate here to meet
up and skate around the University while avoiding the campus police who
frowned on such activities.  Matt had spent many fun hours skating through
the University area and endured some close encounters with its police
force.  Still, it was fun the fourteen-year old skaterboy thought to
himself with a sense of fondness as he awaited his new young friend to meet
him.  Totally engrossed in thought as he sat on the bench watching the
vehicles zoom noisly past him on Central Avenue, the dark-haired teen boy
did not notice two older males sit down next to him.

	"Hey, wassup?" asked a tall red-headed young man with braces,
"Taking the bus somewhere, Matt?"  Matt recognized the young man addressing
him as a nineteen fellow skater named Tim whom he had met when he first
started skating at Los Altos.  He was known back three years ago to be
openly gay.  Worse of all, rumor had it that Tim had a Texas-sized crush on
him.  Over the years, he had successfully repudiated or ignored any attempt
by the buzz-cut red-headed young man to take him out.  Matt was not
interested in Tim nor did he want the other skaters to begin wondering
about his sexuality.  Skaters did not mind a skater being gay as long as he
did it discreetly and not as openly as Tim who made it quite obvious with
his mannerisms that sometimes approached flamboyance.  This violated the
Skater's Code.  In the back of Matt's mind, he groaned "Oh No!".  Here he
was on a public street being approached and probably propisitoned by
someone that left no doubt he was gay and proud of it.

	"Oh, hey Tim," responded Matt acting nonplussed while wearing a
blue plaid campshirt, white canvas shorts, and a orange cap worn backwards
with the "Isotopes" logo, "Haven't seen you in awhile."  Matt looked around
in the faint hope that Colin would show up and he could use his arrival as
an excuse to leave Tim with his friend.  The friend looked at Matt with
only a slightly curious gaze.  Matt wondered if this was Tim's boyfriend.

	Both young men made a funny pair.  Tim was red-headed and
green-eyed standing at six feet and one-hundred and twenty-five pounds
which gave him a preying mantis look.  His friend was shorter like
five-feet and eight-inches tall and weighed like one-hundred and fifty
pounds giving him a pudgy look.  The friend was a dark-skinned Hispanic who
had black hair cut to a medium length, dark brown eyes seen through a pair
of wire-framed glasses, and a fuzzy lip which looked like a dirty lip.
Matt guessed his age to be in his late teens or early twenties.

	"I'm going to work. My car broke last week.  It sucks," Tim said
with a bit of weariness as if he wished he were going elsewhere instead of
work, "I'm sorry.  This is my friend, Estevan.  We work together."  Hearing
his name mentioned, the pudgy young man gave a half-hearted wave to the
fourteen-year old who answered with a nod of his head.

	"Where do you both work?" asked Matt trying to be friendly yet
still hoping to see Colin walking around the corner on Central from Yale
towards them, "Is that why you haven't been to Los Altos for awhile?"  Matt
remembered that the other skaters had gossiped that Tim had found himself a
boyfriend finally and had given up skating. Looking at Estevan, Matt
thought to himself that Tim's standards had definitely lowered.

	"Target up on Montgomery," answered the nineteen year old
brightening up at the young boy's interest in his occupation, "If you ever
stop by, say hello.  Estevan and me work in the electronics department, so
look for me there.  We both got an apartment down by 10th and the zoo.  I
can give you the address and you can stop by sometimes.  I still got my
board and we can skate if you want."  This last statement had a tone of
hopefullness that Matt noted.

	"Uh...sure," responded Matt trying not to sound too interested and
give the red-headed young man false hope. "I was just waiting for a friend
of mine.  He and I are going to eat here at the Frontier then go to his
house to play PS2."  Tim was already excitedly scribbling his address and
phone number on a piece of paper he pulled from his wallet with a pencil he
got from his pudgy friend who looked bored with the encounter and looked up
constantly for the bus to arrive and take him and his roommate to their
dreary place of employment.

	"We're going to go to the Pulse on Friday night if you want to go,"
the dark-skinned friend finally added in a higher then normal tone as if
trying to help his friend move the conversation along, "Its All Ages Night
for the teens.  The music is going to be fucking cool.  Want us to pick you
up?"  Tim looked up with a hopeful look in his green eyes in an attempt to
gauge the young boy's facial reactions which he hoped was going to be
positive.  Matt knew the Pulse to be a gay dance club where gay and
straight and curious gathered to dance and party.  Lots of skaters went
there, but he told himself how would it look if he showed up with Tim?  An
image of Tim and Estevan picking him up in drag popped into his mind
causing Matt to shiver inside.

	"Yeah.  Thats a great idea!  You want to go, Matt?" prodded Tim
wanting to convince the fourteen-year old boy to accept the proposal, "We
could do some dancing and after that we could come here to the Frontier and
eat."  The tall young man handed the skinny boy the folded paper with his
address and number pressing it into his small hand with an imploring gaze
into the youngster's blue eyes.


	"Well,....I don't know, Tim," Matt began saying carefully measuring
his response trying not to hurt the feelings of the two young men, "I'm not
gay, so I'm not sure I should go to the Pulse.  If the guys found out, then
they might think I'm turning fruity or something.  Uh, gay people are cool
and all, but that's not me, dude."  Tim looked unfazed, but his friend
seemed to snap out of his thoughts and gaped at the dark-haired boy with
bewilderment as if he had just noticed him.

	"You aren't gay?" Estevan asked gazing with a relieved look at the
fourteen-year old boy who had entranced his partner so much, "I thought
since Tim ran so quick to come say hello that you and him had something
going at one time."  Hearing these words, Tim turned and narrowed his
green-eyes into a look at Estevan that implied for him to be quiet.
Getting the hint, the older of the two young men returned his gaze back to
the direction in which the bus was to approach.

	"He's just jealous, Matt.  Don't let his big mouth scare you off
from going to the Pulse or coming by my place," Tim quickly said as he
turned back towards the dark-haired skaterboy who attracted him greatly,
"We can go as friends.  I know you aren't gay, but we can still hang out,
huh?"  Matt stared silently for a few moments across the street at the
people going into the Student Bookstore wishing he was in there and not
here with the two young men.

	"Hey, Matt!," said a high-pitched voice as a small skinny figure
plopped on the other side of him, "I finally got here.  Been waiting long?"
A joy went through the lithe teen as he recognized the brunnette cutie who
had just arrived.  Finally, Matt had recived his excuse to escape from Tim
and his requests to get together.  Tim stared at the new arrival with a
look of uncertainty.

	"Hey, Colin," replied Matt once more energized and ready to make
his escape from his predicament, "Nyah.  Me and my friend, Tim, here were
just talking.  we haven't seen each other in a long time, so we had to get
caught up. He's a skater, too."  Colin looked at the red-headed young man
then at his Hispanic companion.

	"Hello.  I'm Colin," the young boy in the gold-and-green shirt said
as he held out his small hand towards the skinny young man on the other
side of Matt, "You skate?  I never seen you at Los Altos before?"  Tim
looked at the twelve-year old then at the fourteen-year old before
returning his gaze to the younger boy.  Matt just gave Tim a nervous smile
while wishing to scoot off with his young friend into the Frontier behind
them.

	"It's been a long while, little dude," answered the wiry young man
with braces showing though his smile and shaking the small boy's bony hand,
"I wasn't that good, but I didn't let it stop me.  Matt and I used to hang
out together alot once.  We had good times.  I was just asking him to hook
up and do stuff.  Isn't that right, Matt?"  Matt raised his eyebrows as if
swallowing something distasteful and looked into the blue eyes of the small
boy who had just joined them.

	"He was," answered Matt beginning to stand up motioning for Colin
to follow, "Uh, we better get going, Colin.  Sorry, Tim, but I promised
this little guy some lunch and I don't want to disappoint him.  It was nice
to meet you, Estevan."  Colin stood up as well as the pudgy companion of
Tim's responded with a half-hearted wave as he waited for his bus to
arrive.  Tim sensing the end of his meeting with Matt coming to an abrupt
end stood up which highlighted how much taller he was then the
fourteen-year old.

	"Call me, okay?" the red-headed young man asked as Matt and Colin
made their way from the bus stop through a crowd of college students and
pedestrians into the busy eatery, "You got my number."  Matt just waved
good-bye and nodding as he disappeared into the Frontier pulling Colin in
with him. Having made his escape successfully with the help of the
dark-haired pre-pubescent next to him. Matt sighed in relief.

	"You okay?" asked Colin noticing his older friend's relief as they
walked toward the line to order their lunch, "I thought your friend was
going to follow us in."  The smaller skaterboy looked up at the menu to
decide on what he could afford.

	"I'm fine, dude," stated Matt feeling much better now that he was
alone with Colin and looking at the menu as well, "See anything you want?
I want a cheeseburger and shake myself."  The older boy pulled out his
wallet and took out the sole occupant, a twenty dollar-bill.

	"I brought some money for my lunch," responded the dark-haired
younger boy pulling his five-dollar out of his pocket and handing it to his
teen-age friend as they shuffled closer in the line to the register to
order, "Get me a cheeseburger and shake, too.  Make mine strawberry."

	"No, no," the older boy told the younger boy refusing to take his
five dollars, "I told you I was going to take you to lunch, remember?  I
left you yesterday to go with Tony and this is my way to make up for being
an asshole to you leaving like that."  Colin put the crumpled five-dollar
bill back into his jean's pocket.

	"You weren't an asshole.  I understand you wanted to go with your
friend.  Sam says you and him are like best buds or something," the skinny
little boy answered back and pausing forsecond before adding, "I wish I had
a friend like that sometimes."  Taken aback by Colin's last statement, Matt
looked at the soft and smooth features of the cute little boy standing
beside him for a moment enjoying the twelve-year old boy's angelic
contenance.  How he wished he could just kiss the little boy on his soft
lips right then and there.

	"You do," responded Matt looking away from the piercing gaze of the
smaller boy's bright blue eyes and back to the register to place their
order, "You got me."  This last statement made Colin feel ten-feet tall as
Matt began ordering their food.

	Once the food was ordered, the two skaterboys sat at a booth near
the window facing Central Avenue to await their lunch to be called for
pick-up.  Matt noticed while sitting down that Tim and Estevan had left the
bus stop which pleased him immensely.  They had to be on their way to work
he surmised.  Colin plopped into the bench opposite Matt with a gleeful
look on his face.

	"So, did Sam get you home alright?" asked the taller youth leaning
forward on the table with his arms crossed to listen to Colin's answer
better over the din of the restaurant, "I was wondering cause he can be a
jerk sometimes."  The younger boy looked into the older boy's more mature
features for a second as he considered his response so as not to betray
what had occurred between him and Sam the previous day.

	"Ummm, he was cool.  He came to my house and we played my PS2 is
all.  Then he left," Colin answered in an attempt to divert any suspicions
the older boy might have, "Oh.  And we ran into this other boy Sam knew.
His name was Randy.  But, he went to talk to this man who got on the bus
that I think he knew."  Matt's eyes widened at the mention of Randy's name.
In the distance, their number was called and the older dark-haired boy with
his orange cap got up and went to retrieve the food.

	"So, you met Randy, huh?" Matt said upon returning with ther meal,
"What did that little punk have to say?"  The teen boy gave the young boy
his hamburger and strawberry shake as he awaited his response.

	"He asked for you.  Sam told him you had gone to your friend's
house and Randy went on about that and Sam seemed to get mad at him for
it," replied Colin unwrapping his cheeseburger which smelled very good, "I
think its cause Randy told him that Tony had you wrapped or something like
that."  Matt unwrapped his own cheeseburger and took a sip of chocolate
shake as he pondered this information imparted by the twelve-year old boy.

	"That kid's just a fucking punk," countered Matt before taking a
bite, "He's just jealous that me and Tony are friends is all.  When I let
you meet my friend, Tony, you will see how cool he is.  Sam should be going
over this afternoon.  Tony was pretty happy Sam was getting to come over
after not visiting for a few weeks."  Colin nodded as he chewed his food at
what Matt had said.

	"I remember he said that at the park," mumbled Colin as he ate,
"Sam didn't seem to like the man Randy was talking to though.  He looked at
me kind of weird, too.  I'm glad we left them when we got off the bus to
get to my house."  The young boy could still remember the hungry look the
Hispanic man had given him on the bus the day before and it sent a cold
shiver through him.  Matt ate slowly as the small boy across from him
related the encounter with Randy and the strange man.

	"I wonder who this guy was?" queried Matt sipping his creamy shake,
"Randy knows alot of guys.  All old guys so I don't know why he gets off on
calling my friendship with Tony weird.  The little dude is just a damn
hypocrite if you ask me."  Colin continued eating his meal hoping to finish
so they could leave and head back to his small apartment.

	"Anyways, do you want to go to my apartment after this right away?"
asked the younger skaterboy trying to prod his older friend into finishing
his meal quickly, "I had my PS2 set up before I left so we could play right
away."  Matt shrugged his shoulders as he looked around the eatery chewing
his bite of food.

	"Yeah," replied Matt after swallowing, "I'm almost finished.
You're mom isn't coming home for awhile?"

	""She's at work till nine tonight," answered Colin trying to eat
faster, "But, she said she would call me at three to check if I was home.
So, I got to answer it or else I get grounded for life."  Both boys
laughed.

	"Well, then I guess I better get you home soon, huh?" Matt said
with playfulness and smiling into the younger boy's sparkling eyes, "I
think we can find something to do at your place."  Colin blushed and he
felt his boyhood stiffen at the hidden meaning of Matt's words.  Matt
noticed the pink tint that flushed throughout the smaller boy's fair
skinned cheeks and took it as a good sign that the twelve-year old boy was
definitely interested in him as well.

	Both dark-haired skater boys finished up their meal and went out
the door to the corner of Central and Yale where myriad vehicles zoomed
past.  The younger boy took the lead and began walking south on Yale
through the hot summer sun that dominated the clear New Mexico sky.  Matt
followed Colin past the many small shops and restaurants that served the
University area till they reached the student ghetto where many students
rented as they attended school.  It was so hot that Matt removed his
campshirt and wrapped it around his waist.  The sweat on his smooth chest
made his fair skin glisten.  Following the example of his older companion,
Colin removed his own shirt revealing his even fairer skin and skinny torso
with its pair of pert nipples. The teen boy noticed that the pre-teen boy
had his jeans and boxers worn so low that he could see that the younger boy
definitely had no pubes and that the top of his firm grapefruit-shaped
buttcheeks could be seen.  Matt smiled at the view Colin was giving him as
they continued walking down the street past many houses.  What a sexy
little thing to be walking around the street dressed like that thought the
older boy to himself.  The two shirtless boys wandered past old
neighborhoods near a graveyard till they reached a small apartment complex.
They walked up to the wooden door and the smaller boy took a key from his
pocket with which he opened the door.

	"Here we are," said Colin walking into his lightless empty
apartment followed by the taller dark-haired boy who had removed his orange
cap and put it on the younger boy's head, "Sit on the couch and I'll get us
something to drink."  Colin went into the kitchen where he put the shirt
from around his waist on the table and began preparing some drinks.  He
noted that the clock on the wall said it was fifteen minutes after one
o'clock.  Their lunch and his return had only taken little more then an
hour.

	"Okay," answered the taller boy sitting on the comfortable couch as
the smaller boy recommended and throwing his campshirt on the floor by the
coffee table, "Its pretty nice.  Just you and your mom, huh?"  He sat back
and closed his eyes enjoying the cool air of the darkened apartment after
having walked through the roasting summer heat.

	"Yeah.  Me and my mom moved to Albuquerque a few weeks back from
Idaho Falls, Idaho.  She got a job at the hospital here at the University
and she picked this place cause its close.  That way she could walk if she
had to," Colin said from the kitchen as he poured some grape juice for both
of them, "I haven't had much chance to make alot of friends since I got
here just as school ended.  Its why I went to Los Altos alot cause I like
skating and I was hoping to make friends there.  But, no one there really
talked to me when I went."  The twelve-year old boy returned to the living
room with two glasses of grapejuice with ice and handed one of the
refreshing drinks to the shirtless teen reclining on his couch.  Matt took
it gratefully and took a long sip that felt so good as it went down.

	"I saw you on the bus the other day and I knew I wanted to be your
friend, little bro," answered Matt after savoring his long sip and looking
at the skinny shirtless boy who had sat next to him, "I could tell you were
one hell-of-a-cool dude.  Its why I just went up and said hi.  I bet I
freaked you out, huh?"  Colin drank his cold juice for a second and nodded
sheepishly in reponse to the older boy's query.  Matt just smiled
understandingly as he appreciated the close-up view of the smaller boy's
smooth and skinny torso with no distractions.  The older boy noted the
smooth curvature of the boy's abdomen as it V-ed downward accented by the
low slung jeans and red-and-yellow striped boxers that looked like they
were about to slip dangerously downward.  A desire to stick his wet tongue
into the younger boy's bellybutton ( an innie, he noted ) seized the lithe
older teen who felt his desire for the small boy increasing.

	"I wasn't sure what to think," said the small skaterboy putting his
glass down and turning on the television set as he prepared to set up his
PS2 for them to play, "But, I'm glad we became friends."  Colin went
through his game holder looking for his TONY HAWKS CD.

	"Me too," replied Matt putting his drink on the coffee table and
reaching over and giving a friendly massage to the back of the younger
boy's bare back which felt smooth as silk, "I think you and I can be the
best of friends."  For a second, the young boy hesitated in getting up to
start the PS2 since the older boy's hand felt so good on his back.
Finally, Colin got up to put the game disk in the PS2 and for a second Matt
thought that the young skinny boy's pants and boxers would slip off his
almost non-existant hips, but some unseen force held them up to the older
boy's disappointment.  Colin made no effort to pull them up which pleased
Matt even more.

	"Want to play TONY HAWKS now?" asked the thin twelve-year old boy
of his sitting fourteen-year old companion as he handed him a controller,
"I can show you some moves I do."  Matt smiled devilishly at the sexy
younger boy.

	"Sure, dude," the bare-torsoed older boy replied with enthusiasm
seizing his controller, "TONY HAWKS is my main game.  Just watch me work my
moves and learn, son!"  The two shirtless skaterboys began playing their
game with feverish intensity.  Minutes passed by rapidly as the two
dark-haired boys without shirts became totally engrossed by their skating
video game.  They would pause only to get more grapejuice. Finally, an hour
had passed and Matt put his controller down and sat back on the coach weary
of playing for so long.  Colin paused the video game which flickered
brightly in the dark apartment.

	"Don't want to play anymore?" asked the young boy a bit
disappointed that his friend had wearied of their video game playing, "We
could watch some movies.  I got some cool movies, too."  Colin looked at
the older boy like a puppy who waits to be played with and to be given
attention.

	"Nyah," replied the lithe teen putting his long arms up and
stretching in a way that framed his smooth chest and abdomen before he
stood up to tower over the sitting smaller boy gazing up at him
expectantly, "What did you and Sam do yesterday?"

	"Well,....um...we kinda wrestled on the couch," Colin answered not
wanting to reveal too much about the previous day's sexual encounter, "He's
pretty strong.  I tried to fight back, but I couldn't beat him at all."
Matt seemed to ponder this for a moment before he returned to sit next to
Colin rubbing their bare shoulders together.

	"Yeah.  Me and Sam have wrestled lots of times and he's pretty
strong," said Matt turning to face the younger boy who was still wearing
his orange cap, "Want to wrestle me?"  Awaiting his answer with silent
excitement, Matt took his "ISOTOPES" cap off the smaller boy's head leaving
his dark brown hair tousled and noticing that his once red lips were dyed
blue from the grapejuice.  He looked so cute like that in the dark he
thought to himself.  Matt put the orange cap next to a cordless phone on
the endtable by the couch.

	"S_ sure," stuttered the twelve-year old boy with a sense of
increasing excitement causing his soft manhood to begin hardening, "Right
here?"  The bare-chested older boy pulled Colin playfully attempting to
provoke the shirtless younger boy into responding to his overtures.

	"Scared, dude?" said Matt as he began put both hands on the smaller
boy next to him in an aggressive manner, "Sam has never beaten me and I
know you can't."  This last taunt seemed to prod the younger skinny boy
into action.

	Colin leapt up on top of the half-naked fourteen-year old in an
attempt to gain the upper hand in their playful struggle.  He knew it was
his only chance to beat the bigger boy.  Matt giggled at Colin's weak
attempt to push his arms away but he wasn't strong enough to resist the
older boy's more sinewy arms.  During the wrestling, Matt noticed that the
younger boy was sporting a decent sized erection.  Because Colin was on top
of him straddling his hips, Matt could feel the younger boy's hard member
through the jeans prodding his bare stomach making his own cock harden to
its own firm form.  Red-faced from his struggle that seemed to have no
effect, Colin continued his playful assault on the much stronger older boy
who seemed to resist his wrestling moves with ease.  However, he noticed
that he was fully erect indicating his arousal at being so physically
entwined with Matt.  Colin wondered if the older boy under him had noticed
the bulge in his jeans.  Sensing Colin's moment of weakness, Matt took a
deep breath and heaved the ninety pounds of boy on top of him around till
their positions were reversed.  Matt was now on top pinning the twelve-year
old's skinny arms across his flat chest.

	"See, I got you pinned," Matt told the skinny boy under him moving
his face closer and closer till they were an inch apart and Matt could feel
the skinny boy's hurried breathing on his lips, "But, I think you wanted me
to win."  A puzzled look came across the younger boy's face as he stared
into the twinkling eyes of the older boy who was now gazing at him
intently.  The younger boy's cock twitched in the hope that it would be
used soon.  Colin licked his blue lips causing them to glisten which made
Matt want to lick them too.  Matt's hands let go of the pre-pubescent boy's
arms and moved downward till they fondled the pinned boy's jean-clad bulge
letting Colin know that he was aware of his arousal during their wrestling.

	"You got pretty hard during our match, dude," Matt whispered to
Colin with their lips almost touching and their eyes locked on each other,
"I'm not gay, but I think we can do some fun stuff together.  If you want?"
Matt could feel the small boy's heart beating rapidly as they lay
bare-chested together.

	"O_okay," the small boy said softly with excitement at the coming
sexual encounter with the handsome older boy that was on top of him,
"It's...it's not gay if you're doing it with friends."  This made Matt feel
better that Colin accepted his overtures with no reservations.  He was so
happy he had seen him on the city bus that day.

	Relaxed, Matt smiled softly and pressed his lips on the twelve-year
old boy's lips slowly enjoying their joyful softness and intoxicating
taste.  Matt noticed that the younger boy's lips tasted like sweet grape.
The older boy was amazed at how relaxed the younger boy was during their
first kiss and how the skinny boy wrapped his arms around the neck of the
older boy pulling him in tightly in a passionate embrace.  The more sinewy
arms of the fourteen-year old went under the younger boy's barely-dressed
buttocks and gripped the firm buttcheeks causing the twelve-year old to run
his small hands through the older boy's uncombed brunnette hair.  Colin
responded to their increasingly passionate kissing by opening his mouth a
little and letting the older boy's snake-like tongue enter.  Like their
earlier match, the younger boy's tongue was no match for the much stronger
tongue of the older boy which moved around his mouth like it belonged
there.  The older boy's tongue was a bit rougher then the younger boy's
which was silky smooth.  Saliva passed copiously between the two mouth's
pressed together in a dramatic display of french-kissing.  As their kissing
continued increasing in its intensity, Matt slowly began working the
younger boy's jeans and boxers down his slim hips till they were
knee-level; whereupon the younger boy aided the older boy in undressing him
by kicking off his shoes and pulling the garments completely off leaving
him dressed only in socks.  Amazingly enough, the two boys did not let
their lips separate and their kissing continued uninterrupted.  It was
easier for the fourteen-year old boy who was on top to just unbuckle his
shorts and pull both it and his boxers down where he kicked them both off
into some unseen corner.  After many long minutes, the two boys separated
their soft lips from one another and looked breathlessly into each other's
dreamy gazes savoring the wonderful kiss they had just shared.

	"Damn!  You can kiss pretty good!" softly exclaimed the
fourteen-year old youth who began suckling on the soft tissue of the
twelve-year old boy's neck moving from spot to spot.  This praise of his
kissing talents made Colin delirous with happiness as the older boy's
sucking and licking mouth continued its relentless path like a wet tornado
across his pencil-thin neck and smooth chest causing him great sexual
arousal.  Soft sucking noises and the smell of boysweat began to fill the
dark apartment as two naked skinny figures entwined themselves on the couch
in an over-powering sexual embrace.

	"Oooooooh....uh..uh..please don't stop," begged the twelve-year old
skaterboy with his voice beginning to hoarsen from his rising excitement
brought about by the naked fourteen-year old boy's rough tongue licking his
chest and sucking on his dime-sized nipples.  Slowly and methodically, Matt
worked his way down the skinny boy's bare torso pausing only to stick his
wet tongue into Colin's dimple of a bellybutton embedded in a smooth tummy
heaving up and down from breathing so hard.  Colin responded to this
invasion of his bellybutton by the rough tongue of the naked older boy with
a surprised giggle and sitting up to hold the head of Matt tightly against
his abdomen so that it could continue its journey downward.  Matt continued
licking downward till his tongue had licked the smooth skin above the small
boy's privates sending sensual waves through Colin's thin frame.  Colin
spread his legs upon the couch to let the larger boy maneuver more easily
and exposing his cock and balls to his oral attention.  The wet tongue of
the dark-haired teen swirled in circles around the younger boy's hardened
member never touching it but circling it like a shark making the sensitive
skin around it tingle.  In a surprise move, the older teen by-passed the
young boy's erection and followed the ridge bisecting the two tightly bound
boyballs with his tongue down to the beckoning boyhole which was puckered
close and pink like the young boy's lips.  Matt made quick flicks of his
moist tongue that gently penetrated the tight little boyhole sending little
spasms of sexual pleasure through Colin's skinny form.  The older boy could
feel the young boy's skinny legs spasm as if shocked with each penetrating
flick.

	"That feeeeeels.... soo goooood!" exclaimed the smaller boy sitting
up slightly as the older boy spread his skinny legs apart more and pressed
his mouth deeper in between the fleshy orbs of Colin's ass driving his
probing tongue deeper into his virgin boyhole,
"Dooo...it..like..(gulp)..that!"

	Matt probed his tongue around the tight little anal opening and
flicked his tongue as deep as he could into the moaning little boy who was
now sitting forward and legs spread apart with his hands on the older boy's
bare shoulders as if to encourage the excellent rimjob being performed to
never stop.  Colin could not believe how good it felt for his asshole to be
licked and penetrated in such a way.  He loved it as his 4 inch cock
throbbed jealous of the oral attention the tiny rosbud beneath it was
getting from the moist tongue.  Sensing the prepubescent boy's rising
excitement evident by his soft moans of pleasure, Matt in a slow, long
manner licked straight back up the ridge from the tight,little boyhole to
the firm cockshaft that throbbed against his tongue.  The older boy wrapped
his lips around the cherry-like tip of the young boy's cock and licked it
firmly before swallowing the 4 inches of stiff boyhood completely till his
lips encircled the base of the cock.

	It felt much better then he remembered thought Colin still
bedazzled at the surreal experience of being on his couch naked with his
fourteen year old friend between his legs hungrily sucking his cock.  The
dark-haired teen began to move his head up-and-down in slow motion so that
he could enjoy the feel of the small erection sliding between his lips.
Colin put both hands on the sides of the older boy's bobbing head as if to
guide it upon his stiff cock buried in Matt's accepting throat.  It amazed
Colin at how good it felt for Matt to lick his cock as it slid in-and-out
of his mouth.  Each time it slide into Matt's mouth a shockwave of pleasure
was sent into the skinny little boy's body bringing him closer and closer
to orgasm.  By instinct, the little boy tried to thrust his hard cock from
his sitting position into the older boy's mouth as he held the older boy's
head.  Soft little grunts of effort and pleasure escaped the mouth of Colin
as he became overwhelmed by this wonderful sexual experience which he had
dreamed of for so very long. The irony was that he had never imagined back
in Idaho that it would be a guy performing this excellent act of oral sex
upon him and that he would love it so very much.  Losing control, Colin
quickened his tiny thrusts causing the older boy to suck harder.

	Matt sensed the younger boy's approaching orgasm and swallowed the
firm cock in his mouth which continued thrusting faster and harder between
his lips.  The older boy could hear the Colin's moan's becoming louder with
each thrust which was shaking the couch.  Anyone walking into the apartment
would be treated to the wonderful scene of twelve-year old boy on a blue
couch naked thrusting his hard cock into the accepting mouth of a nude
older boy who seemed intent on bringing the smaller youth to a mind-blowing
orgasm.  Finally, Colin gripped the older boy's head tightly and thrust his
throbbing cock deep into Matt's throat and let out a loud groan of pure
pleasure that echoed the incredible joy shaking the small boy's body.

	"Oooooooh!!!!," issued from the pre-pubescent boy's open mouth as
his firm boyhood twitched and spasmed in the older boy's mouth which
continued licking and sucking in vain for any sweet boyjism,
"Uh...uh...uh...Oh God, yeaaaaaaah."  Matt felt the small boy slowly lay
back spent as his undressed body twitched while his explosive orgasm slowly
faded away to become a wonderful memeory.  Feeling the erection stop its
spasming, Matt let the beautiful boycock that was softening slip from his
mouth and he looked up at the gorgeous face of the young boy he had just
sucked off.  He thought to himself that Colin was so damn cute with that
dreamy look on his face that only good a good cum can give a boy.

	"Damn, you came hard.  It was sweet," observed Matt as his own
7-inch cock throbbed to be used, "Liked it?"  The older boy spread the the
younger boy's legs apart and spit on his fingers and applied the saliva to
the puckered little boyhole that beckoned like the Gates of Heaven to a
devout pilgrim.

	"I never came like that before.  My god, yeah, I loved it,"
answered the skinny naked boy still exhausted from his earthquake of an
orgasm as he noticed the older boy's impressive looking erection for the
first time being positioned to penetrate him, "What you going to do now?"
Matt looked with a naughty smile into the bright blue eyes of the smaller
boy who was looking with a bit of fear and horny expectation at the
man-size cock going under his balls.

	"Don't worry, dude.  You'll love it.  Just lay back," said Matt in
a soothing voice as the tip of his stiff tool touched the puckered boy
opening which kind of flinched on contact in expectation of allowing the
solid cock entrance, "If you relax, then it won't hurt and you will cum
even harder then before, okay?"  Upon saying this, the lithe fourteen-year
old slowly pressed his cock forward letting the tight sphincter muscles of
the twelve-year old boy relax and permit penetration.

	"Oh..aaah...Matt...go slow..okay?" groaned Colin feeling the
swollen head of the boycock slide into his skinny body.  Keeping his cool,
Matt gripped the hips of the skinny dark-haired boy and slid his own stiff
member deeper and deeper into Colin who was watching with fascination as
his tight boyhole accepted Matt's cock. The young boy could'nt believe how
good it felt as the penetrating cock filled his ass.  In response to being
fucked, Colin's own boyhood became stiff like rock.  Finally, Matt had all
7-inches of his cock buried deep into the small naked boy who shared his
amazement at being able to take the huge member from tip to base.

	"Ready?" asked the fourteen-year old as he lay on top of the
twelve-year old with his cock buried in him like a sword in a sheath.

	"Y_yeah," stuttered the skinny boy underneath as he put his arms
around the bigger boy who was laying on top of him and who was beginning to
lick and suck his neck causing him great pleasure.  Hearing this, Matt
begin to slowly thrust his cock into the accepting boyhole of the
twelve-year old boy.  It was so tight that Matt would have believed it to
be a fist if he hadn't seen it beforehand.  Almost immediately, Colin began
having bursts of pleasure as he felt the 7 inch cock drive into his ass
over and over causing him to wrap his skinny legs around the more muscular
boy who was fucking him relentlessly and sucking on his neck with
enthusiasm.  The smaller boy's breathing intensified and sharp little moans
of pleasure escaped his lips without control each time the cock drove
inward.  Minute after minute, the older skaterboy continued his unrelenting
penetration of the submissive skinny boy who was obviously enjoying being
fucked for the first time.  Waves of pleasure was rippling through each boy
emanating from their carnal act.  Unexpectedly, the phone began to ring
which caused the older boy's to cease his thrusting leaving his throbbing
cock deep inside the tight boyhole of Colin who blinked incredulously at
the interruption of his first time being fucked and loving it so very much.

	"You're phone is ringing, dude" muttered Matt pushing himself up a
bit off the smaller boy under him as his stiff cock remained deeply buried,
"Got to answer it?"  He looked over at the phone reached over and picked it
up and handed it to Colin who was flushed from being sodomized.

	"Its my m_mom.  It must be three.  S_she told me she would call me
then," answered the naked small boy his voice hoarse from breathing so very
hard and moaning so much, "I_Igot to take it, okay?" Colin didn't really
want to talk to his mother, but he knew if he didn't that she would be so
very angry at him because she would assume that he hadn't returned home.
However, the small boy couldn't tell his mother the truth that he was busy
being fucked by an older boy at the time of her call and he wanted it to
continue without stopping to answer the phone.

	"Sure, dude," Matt replied his cock slidng fully back into the
young boy beneath him, "You're mom can't see whats happening, so talk to
her.  Just make it quick, alright?"  The younger boy nodded and clicked the
TALK button to answer the ringing phone he was holding even as he felt the
stiff cock in his ass sliding out slightly and returning back with a
vengeance almost causing him to gasp out loud.

	"Uh..Hello?" said the dark-haired twelve-year old into the receiver
his eyes closed in concentration trying to ignore the older boy's wonderful
cock thrusting slowly into his skinny body making him feel so very good.
Matt heard a woman's voice answer and express concern over the tremulous
nature of the small boy's voice and labored breathing.

	"N_no, mom, I was...just..(gulp)..outside and had to...run in," the
naked little boy responded attempting to explain the nature of his voice
and breathing to his mother's satisfaction as the lithe older boy continued
to penetrate the sweet little boyhole which gripped his boy rod tightly,
"I'm o_okay....alright?"  The continued assault on his virgin anal openning
continued to escalate the pleasure which Colin was experiencing making his
conversation with his mother on the phone more difficult with each
thrust. A powerful orgasm was looming like a tornado on the horizon
threatening to sweep the small skinny boy away in an explosive climax.
Matt smiled as he leaned down on the smooth chest below him to suck on the
pre-pubescent boy's erect left nipple.

	"I_I will...mom, okay? Dinner will...uh...uh..be ready," said the
younger boy trying to end the phone call so as to return to the wonderful
act of anal fornication he was currently engaging in without his mother's
knowledge, "I_I.....l_love you, t_toooo..uh, bye."  Upon this last word,
Colin clicked the phone closed and pulled the naked body of the older boy
on top of him to resume the ferocious fucking of his boyhole which he
enjoyed so very much.  Obliging the skinny youth under him, Matt increased
the length and strength of his thrusts making his cock a spear piercing
Colin sending shockwaves of pleasure through his thin frame.  As he thrust
with increasing intensity, Matt could feel his own body about to explode
squirting his sweet seed into the receptive youngster he had pinned beneath
him on the couch.

	"Here...it...cums..(ulp)...dude," whispered the older boy into
Colin's left ear as he thrust in deep and felt the earthshattering climax
shake his body uncontrollably while his 7 inch cock squirted a generous
amount of boyjism into the tight boyhole in which it was sheathed
completely.  A deep moan of intense joy issued forth from the lithe teen's
throat.  The throbbing cock in his ass made Colin's own body reach the
climax which it had sought for so long and it spasmed throughout his limbs.
His 4 inch cock twitched and his skinny legs tightened around the
fourteen-year old's nude body shaking in its own orgasmic seizure.  Both
boys held each other tightly as their naked bodies spasmed with incredible
pleasure brought about by their act of sodomy on the couch.  Labored
breathing filled the dark living room puncturated by the soft gulps of each
boy left cotton-mouthed by their physical exertion.  Slowly, the
dark-haired teen lifted himself off the thin frame of the younger boy
laying exhausted from his intense climax brought about by the teen cock in
his now non-virgin boyhole.

	"Did you like that, Colin?" asked the older dark-haired boy his
freckled cheeks reddened from the sexual release while pulling his
half-erect cock out of the tight boyhole making a wet slurp as it escaped,
"I know I did.  it was fucking fantastic!."  Taking the skinny legs of the
twelve-year old off his waist, Matt rubbed the smooth inner thighs of the
smaller boy whom he had just given his first fuck.

	"T_that was awesome," said the younger boy his eyes made droopy
from the incredible orgasm he had just experienced leaving him drained of
all his youthful energy, "I feel...so weak.  I never came like that
before."  The younger boy sat up but it was a great effort.  Matt sat next
to Colin to rest and savor the sexual encounter they had just shared.

	"You're pretty damn good at it. First time, huh?" asked the older
boy as watched his spent cock soften.

	"Yeah," responded Colin his high-pitched voice now a bit hoarse
from moaning so much during the fucking of his asshole, "When you started
doing it, it was, like, wow, that feels so gooooood."  The younger boy's
own cock has shrunk back to its tiny form.

	"So, you're okay with doing it, then?  I don't want you to think
I'm turning you fruity or anything.  We're buds and its okay for buds to do
it just to get some, you know," Matt proclaimed in a "Big Brother" way to
the smaller boy, "It's the Skater Code that says its cool.  You know the
Code, right?"  Colin looked puzzled and shook his head to indicate his lack
of knowledge.  Matt took the his glass in which his ice had melted and took
a sip of the purplish water to quench his parched throat before answering.

	"Dude, the Skater Code says its alright for buds to have sex with
each other as long as they don't tell anyone about it.  Other skaters are
cool with it as long as you don't make a big fucking deal about it in front
of your buds or anyone.  Like now, what you and I did here is between you
and me No one else needs to know.  Understand?" answered the fourteen-year
old as if he was a teacher.

	"Okay," Colin said in return sensing the urgent need for keeping
the sexual aspect of their friendship a secret from everyone though the
smaller boy wondered about what Sam had said to him the day before which
implied that more then Matt and him were doing sex together, "I won't tell
anyone.  We can do it all the time.  Its just way better with another
person.  I just never knew it was like this.  I thought it was just for
queer guys."


	"We ain't queer, dude," shot back Matt quickly, "It's just that the
Code lets skaters get their load off when a girl isn't around and its more
fun this way cause you don't got all the emotional junk girls give you.
Its just you and your buds having damn good sex then skating after with
nothing to be ashamed about whatsoever.  Sounds good to me.  What about
you?" As he waited for the smaller boy to answer, the older boy got up off
the couch and began to retrieve his discarded clothes from the distant
corners he had strewn them in his haste to undress.

	"I liked doing it with you.  If you says its cool and I don't have
to tell anyone, then I says its cool with me, too," answered the
twelve-year old boy sitting up and picking his red-and-yellow striped
boxers from the floor and putting them back on, "I was afraid I was going
to be gay or something."  Colin felt much better that the Skater Code let
them have sex with each other while preserving their fragile sense of
masculinity.  This made the older boy chuckle as he finished putting his
blue plaid campshirt back on completing his dressing.

	"Dude, don't worry," Matt replied soothingly, "No one will know
unless you tell them and that breaks the Code which you don't want and I
know I don't want to break it."  Matt watched as the younger boy finished
dressing.  He noticed a round purplish bruise on the thin neck of the
smaller boy.  He frowned at the hickey he had left in his intense suckling
of the younger boy's soft flesh which the anal fornication had driven
beyond caution.

	"What's wrong?" asked Colin sensing the older boy's blue eyes
gazing at his throat.

	"Sorry, dude," replied the older boy rubbing the round bruise on
the skinny little boy's neck, "I left you a hickey when I sucked on your
neck.  You got to put some ice on it so your mom doesn't get all suspicious
or anything."  Colin rubbed his neck wondering how his mom would react on
seeing it.  Not too good he thought.  Maybe, he would tell her it was made
by his falling during a skating accident with another boy.  It could work
he told himself.

	"It's okay, Matt," the dark-haired pre-pubescent answered wanting
to make the older boy more at ease over the love mark he had left behind in
his passion, "I'll make something up.  My mom will ask but I'll say its
from being hit or something like that.  Don't sweat it."  Matt's handsome
faced brightened up at the creativity of the younger boy he had just
enjoyed physically.

	"You're fucking great, Colin," said Matt feeling better, "Well, I
better get going now.  I got to try and get home.  My mom's been bitching
at me alot for staying out so much and not getting my things done like
cleaning my room up.  Little things like that and all.  You know how it is,
dude."  The fourteen-year old picked up his orange cap and put it on then
went to the front door as the small figure of the twelve-year old trailed
behind him.  Colin was a bit sad to see his friend and new sexual partner
leave.

	"You're going to be a little sore tomorrow," stated the older
dark-haired boy as he opened the door, "Speaking of tomorrow.  Want to
skate at Los Altos? Rudy told me he wanted to meet me there at noon.  You
can come down for a little while.  Maybe, you can meet Tony."  Matt had a
hopeful look in his blue eyes as he awaited the smaller boy's reply.  Matt
looked at Colin's still purple lips and remembered how they tasted like
sweet grape when he kissed them.

	"Sure," Colin finally answered as he pondered his response a
second, "I think my mom will let me go."  Colin wondered if Sam would be
there and if he would be able to tell what had occurred between Matt and
him.

	"Cool!" Matt said happily as he turned and went out the door, "See
you tomorrow then.  Laters."  As the older boy walked down the street, the
smaller boy watched for a few moments before he closed the door and
returned to the kitchen to get a glass of water.  Colin sat back down on
the couch in which he had just been fucked to drink his water and to savor
the incredible sexual acts he had just experienced with his wonderful
friend, Matt.  He was so lucky the little boy thought to himself with a
smile that he had found this wonderful life of sex with other skaterboys.
Albuquerque had turned out to be a wonderful place for him.