Date: Sun, 30 Jun 2013 01:47:39 -0700
From: Pieni Kukko <pienikukko@gmail.com>
Subject: Levi's Secret Sex Life Chapter 1

Levi's Secret Sex Life

Part 1- Martin

By Jameson (pienikukko@gmail.com)

(gay, high school, young friends, 1st time, oral, anal, spank, ymg, virg,
2+ boys, B, b,)


 This story contains descriptions of sex between a 17 year old boy and a 12
year old boy, group sex between boys of various ages, and may include some
dominance and spanking, as well as sex between underage boys and adult men.
References to religion, bullying, and paternal neglect also take place in
this story.

If it is illegal to read stories of this nature where you live, please do
not read, and ensure compliance with the law. If you find this material
offensive, do NOT read.


 Feel free to email me any comments, suggestions or questions you may have.
Thank you and I hope you enjoy!






 I stared at Martin's cock: hard, throbbing, leaking clear, sticky liquid
all over the floor. That thing had to be at least 8 inches long. And I had
never seen a cock that big. To be honest, the only cock I'd ever seen was
my own, and not even often. My cock was so much shorter than his, and as
thin as a sharpie. I thought I would never see a bigger one. But here it
was, on a boy who was five years older than me, with a cock that was at
least twice as big as mine. With balls the size of golf balls.


 "Don't worry, I'm not going to make you take it all yet" Martin said. I
looked up at him and nodded, my face turning even more red than before, and
my hands falling to cover my own cock in shame. Martin smiled at me and
looked around at his room.


 "It's just you and me, Levi. You don't have to hide your beautiful cock"
he said kneeling down and taking my hands away from my crotch. He smiled at
my tiny rock hard cock.


 "You have no idea how lucky we both got. I get a prepubescent boy, no
pubes, no cum, beautiful little cock, and you get to have your cherry
popped by me." He said, taking my cock in between his thumb and finger,
pulling back the foreskin and giving my cockhead a gentle squeeze.


 His other hand came to rest under my pea-sized balls, he gently rolled
them between his fingers as he tugged at my foreskin. I shivered at the
touch. No one had ever touched me this way before. Except for me.


 For months now, when I was alone, and all of my brothers were out. I'd
been spying on Martin from my window, watching him swim, work out in his
backyard, do chores, all shirtless, while I secretly tugged at my tiny cock
until I felt the tingles. Always making sure that the door was locked.


 And then I would zip my pants back up, making sure no one could tell what
I'd just done, and then go on pretending like everything was normal. I knew
other boys did this too, whenever I heard them talking about cocks and
balls and cockheads. I knew what they meant. But sometimes I didn't. And
they talked about it like if It was so normal. Like if it wasn't a sin at
all.


 Sometimes when I was tugging it, my mom would knock on my door, and that
would freak me out. I always said I was doing homework, and since I was a
good student, and always made sure to have good grades, she never asked
questions. But a few days later, I noticed that the door lock was broken,
and I couldn't lock my door anymore. Later that day she reminded me that
pleasuring myself was a sin, and that I would go to hell if I did. Of
course, I lied and swore that I had never ever done that, and that I would
never ever do it. Even as I said it, I knew I was lying, and I started to
shake a little, imagining God would strike me with lightning for sinning,
and then lying to my mom about it.


 So I would stop, I wouldn't do it for days. Sometimes weeks if my Pastor
reminded me that I was going to hell if I even thought it. I wouldn't do
it, until I couldn't help myself anymore, and I had to lock myself in the
bathroom for a few minutes while I did it. My pastor said that liking boys
was a sin too. A very dark, evil, unforgivable sin, and that God would
punish men who were fags forever in Hell. My mind would go back to thinking
of Martin: his chest, his back, his abs, the way his swimming trunks would
stick to his body. How big his bulge was. I would start to get hard, and I
would have to pretend to have to go to the bathroom. There I would cry and
silently beg God to forgive me.


 That's what I was doing now. Silently praying to God that he would forgive
me for being naked, in front of another boy, for letting him touch me, for
enjoying how good it felt, for wanting to touch his cock.


 "Levi" Martin said, and I opened my eyes. He was at eye level with me, and
he looked concerned. He ran his fingertip over my cheek, and that's when I
noticed that I was crying. Martin wiped away more tears from my face, then
let his big, strong hands rest on my hips.


 "What's wrong, Levi? Do you want to stop?" he asked. I shook my head no,
and gasped for air a few times before I managed to stop crying. I looked at
him, his blue eyes, brown hair, his jawline, lips, collarbones, arms,
chest, stomach, cock, balls, thighs. I looked him over and I smiled. I
stared at his cock again, the big pulsing vein that ran on top of it, the
pink color of his skin, how the cockhead was thicker than the rest of his
cock, how tight his foreskin was, the shape of his cockhead: like a long,
pink, pointy mushroom.

I watched as a thin dribble of clear liquid fell from his cock and onto the
floor, where he had a nice little puddle already.


 "No, please don't stop, please don't tell anyone!" I begged, blushing
harder when I heard my voice crack and sound like a little girl. I put my
hands on Martin's shoulders, feeling the muscle under my fingers. I
shivered at how hot he was. And how he said he wanted me! That part made me
forget that this was a sin. He wanted me! This older, sexy, perfect teenage
boy wanted me! The 12 year old Jesus freak that everyone made fun of. The
nerdy, skinny boy in the sixth grade! Me!


 "It's alright, I won't tell anyone in your family, or any of your church
friends, I promise they will never find out. I know what kind of trouble
you'll get into if they do. And trust me, I definitely don't want you to
get caught" he said. I smiled wide at him.


 "Thanks, Martin" I said.


 "And look, you're still hard as fuck" he said, laughing. I looked down and
noticed that he was right. I was still very hard. So was he. I smiled and
on an impulse, I leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
Martin looked surprised, but smiled and then leaned forward, placing his
hands on either side of my face and he kissed me back. I felt his lips on
mine, then he parted them and used them to squeeze my upper lip. I froze, I
had no idea what to do. Then I felt him do the same to my bottom lip, and
this time, he pulled on it a little. My mouth opened, and then I felt his
tongue in between my lips, touching my teeth. I felt his head turn, his
nose press against mine as he gently forced my mouth open, and slid his
tongue all the way in. Running it over the roof of my mouth, the back of my
teeth, passing it over my tongue, pressing it against the inside of my
cheeks, tasting every corner of my mouth. And was just there in his grip,
letting him do whatever he wanted. Too afraid to do anything, even breathe,
because I might do it wrong.


 But even as I relaxed and tried not to do anything, I felt like moaning. I
could feel it in my chest and in my throat, and I inhaled though my nose
and tried to grit my teeth, biting on Martin's tongue by accident. I froze
and jumped back.


 "Martin I'm sorry, oh my goodness, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that!
I Swear!" I started to beg, terrified that I had messed up and he would
throw me out. Martin was laughing. I stopped and stared at him once I
realized what he was doing.


 "Levi, relax. You're way too tense for a little boy. I'm not mad at you. I
just think it's funny. I forgot that you've never actually been kissed
before. I got a little out of hand. I'll go slower, alright" He said,
offering his hand to me. I nodded and took his hand, letting him pull me
close to him again.


 "Want me to kiss you again?" he asked me, lips only inches away from mine.
I nodded.

"I think you should ask me to do it" he teased. I looked at him and felt my
face go red again. Martin laughed and said.

"That is never not going to be funny or cute" I smiled at him and put my
hands on his shoulders again. Noticing that even though he was on his knees
in front of me, his face was only slightly lower than mine. It reminded me
of how tall he really was. I inhaled, and I said:


 "Ki. . .Kiss m-mme, me. please?" I stuttered. I frowned as I watched him
chuckle at me. Why did I stutter? I shook my head.


 "Will y- you please kiss me, Martin?" I said in a rush. He took my face in
his hands and whispered:

"Nope"

 "What? why not? You asked me to ask you!" I said, suddenly confused.
Martin looked at me, still smiling.


 "Do you only stutter when you're asking for something?" he said.


 "I-i I don't know" I said, looking at his face for some hint of what was
going on. He just kept smiling.


 "I think you're stalling" he said. I just looked at him.


 "I think you kissed me because you don't want to get to the really fun
part. I think you're hoping I forget why I called you in here. I think
you're hoping you'll have to go home before I get to taste your pretty
little cock, and before you get to taste my precum" He said.


 My eyes went wide and I shook my head.


 "That's not true" I said. But then bit my lip the moment I realized that I
actually was really nervous. I wasn't just nervous, I was scared. SO many
things could go wrong. So many reasons why I should grab my clothes, run
home, and never say anything to anyone ever again about this.


 What if my mom found out!? Or my pastor!? or my brothers, or the boys at
school, or God? I was in so much trouble! I couldn't go through with this!
Even if Martin was super hot! And, I wasn't supposed to be attracted to him
to begin with!

 I gasped. My thoughts stopping completely as I felt something wet and warm
on my cock. I looked down in surprise and saw Martin's tongue licking my
cock. He looked up at me with his blue eyes, and I gasped again as he
started sucking on the very tip of my cock. And it felt incredible!

I wrapped my fingers in his hair and leaned back when I started to feel the
tingles. I bit my lip to keep myself from being loud, because I didn't want
to get caught. I felt it, faster and better than it happened before, like
my body was being shocked with a battery, but instead of feeling painful,
it felt wonderful, like my skin was shivering, and my heart was dancing,
and all of those feelings came directly from my cock!


 This was something new! Something better! I'd never felt this good when I
did it on my own!

I was leaning back, using Martin's head as support, and I couldn't control
my breathing anymore, and my heart was pounding so fast, and it felt so
incredible that I couldn't control myself anymore and I had to moan!


 But instead of a moan, I made another sound, and Martin stopped. He got
back up to his knees and looked at me with a huge smile on his face as he
watched me try to catch my breath as the tingles started to go away.


 "Wow, that was one hell of a whimper! Jesus Christ!" he said, still with
that huge smile on his face.

"That sound Levi, was fucking HOT!" he said as he stood up. I was still
breathing hard and shivering as he suddenly picked me up and threw me on
his bed. I gave out a small cry again as he did that. And I felt my face
burn red, again.


 "I was right! I was so right when I went out there to get you! I had a
feeling that you were a screamer! AND you do it soooooo right! Exactly like
a boy! It's PERFECT! and you're so shy, too! GOD you're perfect, Levi! Just
fucking perfect!" he kept saying as he climbed onto the bed.


 He sat right next to me and ran his hand over my chest and stomach.
Caressing my skin slowly down to my cock again. The moment his fingers
found my cock, he started playing with it. Making me shiver again and the
tingles start over.


 "I'm going to make you do that again" he said, watching my face as he made
the tingles stronger.


 "B- b- ut" I gasped for air, trying to speak, "I. I sound li-i-ke a-aa
ggg-irl!" I managed to say through the feeling getting stronger and
stronger and my body starting to feel like I was floating and on fire!


 Martin kept going, playing with my balls too. I closed my eyes when he
moved in between my legs, spread them more, and with one hand started to
massage my balls, and with the other, he kept tugging on my cock.


 It was like a wire was attached to my cock and it was sending hot currents
of pleasure through my whole body! I started to move without wanting to, my
legs and my body almost convulsing, and the feeling got stronger and
stronger, and each time I exhaled it came out like a little girl's scream!
Until suddenly I felt everything tense up all at once! It was like someone
shut off my brain and left only the tingles, except they were all over my
body, all at once, like hundreds of them, at the same time!


 My cock was throbbing, as if something was shooting out of my hips and
into the air! I could hear my heartbeat in my head and it sounded like a
little girl was screaming inside my head and it felt sooooo good!


 I felt a hand on my chest and I opened my eyes to see Martin looking down
at me. I was breathing hard and my mind felt numb, but I smiled at him,
because he did this. He made me feel like this, and I loved it!


 "You don't sound like a girl. You have a high pitched whimper, but it's
still a boy's whimper. And it's fucking HOT as FUCK!" he said. He pinched
my nipple and then kept touching my chest. It felt so good, but also weird,
so I moved a little, pushing his hand away.


 "And that was definitely, definitely, the BEST drycum I've ever seen!
EVER! You almost made me cum just seeing you writhe on the bed like that!
Fuck! And your whimpering cries! like FUCK! They were LOUD and HOT and
FUCK! You are definitely my new favorite boy! Totally the BEST!"


 Martin stopped, catching his breath and putting his hand back on my
stomach. He was smiling at me, and I smiled too as my breathing got back to
normal.


 "R-rreally? The best?" I asked, reaching out to touch his nipple.


 "Totally!" He said as my fingers touched the quarter-sized pink nipple
with the small piercing on it. I felt Martin pinch my nipple again, I
jerked a little, and then pinched his, very softly. Martin laughed and ran
his hand down my body, from my chest to my stomach, then my waist, and
ended up under my butt cheek. His face ended up directly on top of me.


 "How many others?" I asked as he lay down next to me. Martin smirked.


 "Jealous already? Wow you don't lose any time" he said. I felt his hand
move from under my butt to pull me closer to him. I was blushing again. He
was right, it wasn't my business how many other boys he did this with. But
he was right about the jealous thing too. It wasn't fair that he had other
boys.


 "I'm sorry" I whispered, using the tone of voice that got my mom to
forgive me when I did something wrong. Martin wrapped his arm around me,
pulling me close to him.


 "It's no problem, Levi. You have a right to know. There's four other guys.
Peter, Robley, Mike, and Conner." He said, turning me over so I was on my
stomach and he could see my butt. I blushed again and I wondered if I was
just going to be blushing all the time now.


 "Peter is my best friend, he's fourteen, so a few years older than me.
He's seriously cute too, I'm sure you'll like him." he continued as he ran
his fingertips over my butt and the top part of my legs.


 "Robley is your age. He's the son of one of my dad's friends from college.
He spends quite a bit of time over here, since I babysit him." He laughed
as he went on.


 "Of course, no one's noticed that he doesn't need a babysitter anymore, or
that I'm not making sure he stays out of trouble, I'm making sure he's in
it! He's young, but he's nicely packed for his age. Unlike you, who are
totally perfect. I'm sure you'll like him." he said, reaching down between
my legs and touching my soft cock and balls.


 "And Mike and Conner are brothers. Mike and Conner Tooley. Mike is my age,
and Conner is fifteen. Mike isn't that cute, actually. But he is hung, and
since he's the one who drags Conner along with him, I can't really
complain. Especially since Conner is such a fucking sexy little fifteen
year old! He's a blonde, not like you, you're more of a brownish-blondish
mix. He's like golden blonde, and he has these awesome light brown eyes
that almost look yellow! I kid you not, they look yellow. And he is TIGHT!
Oh, trust me Levi, you are going to love Conner." He said. I turned my head
to look at him, and he was smiling at me, gently squeezing my butt.


 "Now, you had your fun. I think it's time I explain a few things before
it's time I have mine. Don't you think?" he asked. I smiled and nodded at
him.


 "Yes" I whispered, trying to act confident. Except I was really, seriously
scared. Maybe God could have forgiven me for what we already did, but I was
pretty sure he wasn't going to forgive me for whatever Martin wanted to do
next.