Date: Sat, 2 Jul 2016 07:45:22 -0500
From: Naked Guy <ihateclothes@gmail.com>
Subject: My Mostly Naked Neighbor Pt 1

My Mostly Naked Neighbor

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My first lover?  He was a good one.  It was my neighbor--when I was 10.

When I was ten I lived with my divorcee mom in a conservative 3
bedroom home in the suburbs.  My parents had divorced when I was
little and I rarely saw my dad before he died.  My mom worked as an
accountant and earned just enough to keep paying on the house.  It was
around that time, even at 10, I started checking out guys.

Some folks blame a lack of a male role model as the cause for
homosexuality.  I was already noticing boys before he was gone.  When
my father died, to me it was like a distant relative passing away.
When the dust cleared all seemed back to normal for me.  I never
really missed him.  I was confused whether he was actually my
grandfather or my dad because of his age.

Being older now, I've realized by now that mom had married a "sugar
daddy" that had helped get her through college.  My dad was like in
his late 50's when they married.  By the time I was five they had
divorced amicably.  Dad let mom take over the house and he moved
away...far way.  I got calls from him on the holidays.  He came to see
me on my birthday for those first years after moved.   He died when I
was 7.

Mom looked like a twenty something even when she was thirty years old.
She kept fit and had big tits.  I noticed guys of all ages were always
gawking at her.  She never brought any men home but I realized years
later she must have gotten laid outside of the house.  On those nights
she went out with her lady friends, a baby sitter would come over and
watch me.   Most were boring girls that would just talk on the phone
to their boyfriends for gal pals after mom left.  I'd play alone in
the house or watch TV while the blabbed on the phone.

Eventually, mom got to know the woman across the street better after
my dad was done.  On those Friday nights that mom went out on days,
the lady came instead of gossipy teenage girls to watch me.  It was
just for a few hours and then I'd be in bed by the time mom got home.

The lady's name was Jenny and she had a teenage son that I saw outside
now and then.  I had never paid much attention to him until Jenny
started babysitting me.

- - -

On night while Jenny was watching me she dozed off on the couch.  I
decided to sneak around in mom's room.  I went into her closet and
opened drawers.  I found a vibrator but I wasn't sure what it was used
for at the time.  In the same drawer was a Playgirl magazine.  I
opened it up and was immediately fascinated with the naked men in the
mag.  I remember my penis getting hard.  I heard Jenny call my name
and I quickly put the magazine back.  I was in my room playing with
Legos when she found me.

After that, I couldn't keep the images of naked men out of my mind.
Like I said, I was ten years old...was to be eleven in six months.  From
that night on, my mission was to see those naked men in the magazines
again.  I never got the chance to every time I tried.  Mom was always
around or Jenny was awake.

At school I began to notice the cute guys more and wondered what they
looked like naked.  I tried to sneak a look at their dicks in the
bathroom at the urinals.  I even peeped under a stall to see the butt
of one guy that was in my class.  I was becoming boy crazy even though
I didn't know anything about sex.

In the living room downstairs I started fanning through all mom's
"lady" magazines when she was busy.  I eventually found ads with
shirtless men.  I found a Cosmopolitan mag that had a man naked from
the side.  I pulled those old magazines from the living room and hid
them in my room.  Late at night when mom went to bed I'd pull them out
under my night-light and ogle at the men.  I knew my penis got hard
when I did this but didn't know why.

It was that month I took notice of Jenny's son across the street
walking home from school.  His name was Lance.  In the Texas summer
heat, guys were sightings of shirtless guys were common.  So by the
time Lance got to our street each day, he had his shirt tucked in his
waist or over his shoulder.  His body had me mesmerized.

His body was lean and smooth.  He had short brown hair slightly parted
on the side and green eyes.  Sometimes I was just home from school
myself and was out on my bicycle.  I'd pass by him and try not to
stare.  When he shoved his shirt in the waist of his pants it exposed
a couple of inches of his hip as the material of the pants sagged.
The exposure showed a sexy tan line.

Every time I passed he'd say, "Hey there buddy!".

I'd just shyly pedal away.  Sometime he'd look back at me with a
questioning look.  I became obsessed with being around every afternoon
to see him shirtless.  I didn't know what the term "crush" meant then,
but I definitely had one.

When he mowed the lawn on weekends in really skimpy shorts and tennis
shoes I was at my window glued to the show.  I knew he was 15 after
eavesdropping during my mom's conversations with Jenny.  To me he was
a "man" compared to my small self.  He would get all sweaty and
glistened as he mowed the lawn.  His body was a nice gold color, but
when he bent over to turn on or turn off the mower, I saw a bright
white stripe just under his elastic--that wondrous tan line.

Watching him became a bigger obsession when I found my dad's old
binoculars in the garage in a box.  I took them to my room and watched
Lance up close.  A month turned into two and then three.  After four
months of watching, I was an official window stalker.  By then it was
autumn and it was growing cooler each day.  I still watched him when
he came home.  Shirtless or not, it was exciting to see him pass by my
hiding place for a matter of seconds.

- - -

The accounting firm mom worked for allowed her to work half days in
the office and half at home so she could pick me up each day.  In late
autumn, her firm was hired to audit a huge company out of town.  She
almost told her boss she couldn't go--but after discussing her dilemma,
Jenny suggested I stay with them for a month so that mom could go.  My
heart beat so hard I thought it would burst as I eavesdropped yet
again.  Mom said she might have a chance to come home for a quick
break after two weeks but would have to head back.

In the end, everything was worked out for me to stay there starting
the Monday mom left town.  For the days that led up to mom leaving, I
stationed myself up in my room and watched Lance walk down the street
and into his house.  Each time my little pecker got hard just seeing
him.  I hadn't figured out the whole sex thing and why my dick did
those things.  Sometimes I stuck my hand in my pants and noticed it
felt good to rub it when it was hard like that.

- - -

I was distracted all day at school thinking about staying in the house
of the guy I was always watching through my window.  Mom took me to
school and then was off to the airport.  At 3pm Jenny was outside in
the parking lot to pick me up.  I asked how come Lance had to walk
home instead of being picked up.  I had hoped to ride home next to him
in the car.

"He's too old to be embarrassed by him mom...he said walking is better
for his tan."

She chucked over it.  I felt dumb for asking.

I loved it when he walked home all sweaty and hot...unfortunately it
wasn't hot anymore.  Instead, it was windy and chilly.  Once at their
home, I sat in their living room watching court TV shows until the
front door opened.  His mom was in another room doing something as he
entered and shut the door.  He had on a long sleeve flannel shirt that
was already unbuttoned.  Instead of bare chest exposed, there was a
white t-shirt that hung a few inches past his crotch.  I thought he
still looked awesome even though he was fully dressed.

As he walked by he gazed my way and then winked.  I felt my face go warm.

"Hey Kevin," he said in his slightly raspy voice.

He nodded at me and grinned and walked on upstairs without pausing.
Just then his mom stepped out of the kitchen and peered around the
corner.

"Hey, did I just hear Lance?" she asked.

I nodded my head.

"You should go up there.  You must be bored in here.  He's got a ton
of video games."

I stood up and slowly walked up the large stairway.  I held on
carefully to the railing as it turned in the middle and rose to the
2nd floor.  I wasn't sure which room was his.  I heard video game
sound affects from above.  I continued to walk nervously up the steps.
I passed a bathroom and then came to the last room at the end of the
hall.  The door was open.

As I stepped into the room his back was to me.  I saw he was still in
the flannel shirt.  His shoulders and arms moved as he moved a game
controller back and forth.  In front of him on a desk was a large flat
screen TV with military guys shooting all over.  I moved another step
and saw a bare leg.  A pair jeans lay on the bed.  When he shifted on
the bed he turned his head and saw I was there.

"Kick ass game dude!  You wanna try it?"

He stood up and handed me the controller.  He looked just like that
Tom Cruise character in mom's old DVD of Ricky Business when he dances
and slides around in a baggy shirt, socks, and underwear to an old
rock song.  I thought nothing of it (I too went around in my white
briefs at home after school when mom wanted to do the wash).

I shyly took the controller and he told me what buttons to hit and how
to maneuver in the game.  He was much taller than I remembered.  Being
up close was so much better than watching through the window.  He sat
back down on side of the bed where he'd been before I approached.

I played for a couple of minutes with my back to him.  He coached me
from a couple of feet behind me.  When I turned to say something my
jaw dropped.  The whole time he'd been sitting he had no shorts or
underwear on!  His bigger and perfect dick lay limp in plan view.  His
balls hung nicely below.  I almost dropped the controller.

"Uhhh, dude you don't have pants on!" I mumbled.

"Yeah man, I know.  It feels so much better."

He just shrugged it off.

"But your mom is going to get mad at you!"

He just laughed and shook his head.  He was totally at ease.  I was
still in shock.

"Naw man...it looks like I have on underwear doesn't it?"

He stood up.

"Check it out..."

He stood up and the baggy flannel shirt and white tee dropped just
below his butt and crotch.

"Uh, yeah it does."

He jumped up on the bed and his cock and balls were wonderfully
exposed again.  I couldn't keep my eyes off them.  He knew that
too--his eyes bored straight into mine with a mischievous glare.  I
admired his tanned legs with light colored hairs disappearing at the
top of his calf-high socks.  I was still stunned.  His bedroom door
was wide open and he didn't even care.

Just then, his mom called us to dinner.  I fully expected him to pull
his underwear back on, but he didn't.  He just stood up and said,
"Come on...I'll beat you there!"

He took off in a run and I followed quickly behind him.  As he flew
down the stairs his dick bobbed around as the air swooshed up his
shirts.  He stopped abruptly at the end of the stairs and I bumped
into him.  I bumped into his bubble butt.  I couldn't believe that was
secretly naked under there and still heading downstairs.  He defiantly
flashed his butt to me and then let the shirt cover it up again.  He
straightened up and walked right into the kitchen with his privates
covered and sat on the far side of the table.

The table was covered with a short cloth that covered only a few
inches below the tabletop.  After he scooted in his chair he patted on
the chair next to him for me to sit there.  I put my feet on the lower
bar of the chair to raise myself to sit on it.  His mom made no
reaction to him appearing at the table with no pants.  Apparently it
was normal for him to appear to be lounging around in his underwear
after school.

I was still in disbelief of it all, yet I was thrilled.  I noticed he
looked down at my crotch a couple of times while she started prepping
our plates.  I glanced down and saw my small woody tenting my pants.
I hadn't noticed it before but now I could see it was very obvious.
He winked and then looked away.  Embarrassed, I rearranged my woody.

Jenny sat down and we said a prayer.  After it was over, she ate and
randomly chatted and told him what all she did that day and how she
heard from his grandmother and stuff.  I couldn't concentrate on
eating, but I managed to pick up my fork and looked at her when she
talked.  In between she and him talking, his elbow nudged me and he
nodded to his lap.  He'd pulled the shirt up and his entire crotch was
exposed.   But now his dick was totally hard and pointed straight up!

He moved his hand down and wiggled it for me.  When he let got it went
back to pointing at the ceiling.  His mom had no clue what he was
doing down there.  He casually ate his food and told his mom about
what happened at school that day.  He suddenly bumped the saltshaker
with his elbow and it rolled my way and off the table.

"Oh shit!" he said.

"Lance!" his mom groaned at his abrupt language.

"Sorry mom.  I'll get it."

He then scooted off the chair to the floor and went under the table.
As he did, I looked down and he pulled his shirt up to expose his
perfect round ass!  He then slowly stood up and slowly scooted back
onto the chair.  His dick was out and still totally hard.  It was just
barely out of his mother's view.

As he continued to eat with one hand, the other began rubbing his
penis up and down.

"You need some more tea honey?" she asked me.

I just shook my head "yes" and she got up to get the pitcher.   He
pulled the shirt down for a minute and pulled the tablecloth over him.
She came to our side and filled our glasses.  When she turned back to
take the pitcher to the fridge, out came his dick again.

"Dinner was really good mom!"

"Thanks sweetie!" she said.

Then she got up to answer the phone that rang from the other room.
She yelled to us as she ran to catch it.

"You guys make sure you put your dishes in the washer.  I'll put the
food up.   Get started on your homework...and put some sweatpants on or
you're gonna freeze running around in your underwear."

Lance stood up with his dick out and it bounced as we walked to the
kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher.  He then quickly covered
himself as we walked past the hall and walked up the stairs.  I
wondered if his dick and ass was visible from the first floor as we
walked upward.

I had no homework, but Lance did.  Once back in his room, he plopped
down on the bed.  He put his books on his pillow and began reading.
His ass was totally exposed.   The door was shut but I was still
nervous.  He used one foot to pull the other sock off.  He reached
back and peeled off the other.  Two perfect and smooth feet were
exposed and bobbed in the air as he lay on his stomach.

"What if your mom comes in?"

"Nah, she always knocks.  Besides, the stairs creak and we can hear
her coming.  Why don't you sit on the bed and have a good look up
close?"

I shyly moved up to the bed and scooted up on it.  As turned the pages
with one hand, he pulled his cheeks apart with the other.  He moved
one knee outward to give expose it more.  My eyes were glued to his
asshole.  I'd never seen anyone else's hole before.

"Touch it!"

I reached my hand out and caressed his soft butt.  My woody almost
hurt.  Little by little I slid my fingers down the crack and touched
his anus.  It was slightly sticky.

"That feels good.  You like it?"

I just nodded.  He turned back to his book and continued to read as if
I wasn't there.  I continued to inspect his ass.  I marveled at how
below the hole the skin changed around his taint area and the darker
pink skin of his ball sac started.


He lifted his head up to listen.  I thought he heard someone coming,
but he didn't cover up.  His balls lay just below his hole and they
were my last things to touch before we were interrupted.  There was a
knock at the door.  I jumped off the bed and onto the other one.

"I'm gonna get ready for bed guys...don't stay up late!"

"Okay mom!" he called out with a devilish grin.

Then we heard her footsteps go away.

"You heard her coming?" I asked naively.

"Yeah sure, but I knew she would knock!"

I was still startled.

"I'm almost done with my homework.  We can have some fun after that if
you want."

"Okay," I mumbled.

I didn't know what "fun" entailed.  I just sat on the other bed
staring at him until he finally got up and placed the book into his
backpack.  He smiled at me and pulled off the flannel shirt.  Then he
pulled his t-shirt and was totally naked.  I was in awe.

"Get naked!" he said.

I just stood there too shy to do anything.

"Come here...and turn the big light out."

I turned the light switch off and he turned a small lamp on.

"What do you sleep in at home?"

"Pajamas."

"Well put your pajamas on."

I went to the suitcase mom had loaded my stuff in and opened it.  I
pulled out my pajama bottoms.  I unsnapped my jeans and pushed them in
the floor.  I was about to pull on the pajamas when he stopped me.

"No, take your underwear and shirt off first.  Wear nothin' but those bottoms."

I was hesitant to do it, but I finally braved up and did it.  I was
standing there naked in front of another guy.  My dick got hard.  I
pulled on the pajamas quickly.

"Come lay next to me dude."

I walked over and hopped on the bed.  He pulled me close to him.  He
was on his side and spooned me from behind.  He wrapped his long leg
over my waist.  His hand reached for my small and hard dick and
fondled it.  The body heat from him was intoxicating.  He kissed my
neck.  His hard dick pressed against my butt.

"Did you enjoy watching me play with my dick at the table?"

"Uh huh."

"I really got off on showing it to you...it was funny that my mom had no
fuckin' clue!"

He his hands rubbed my smooth chest and touched my nipples.  He
lightly pinched them.

"You wanna see me cum?"

"What is that?" I asked.

"Men shoot sperm out of their dick.  You know what sperm is right?"

I shrugged.

"When a guy sticks his dick in a woman's pussy he eventually shoots
sperm in there.  It's what gets a woman pregnant.  But it feels really
good and you can do it alone instead of with a girl.  Watch..."

I rolled over and his arm stayed around my shoulders.  He spit in his
hand and started massaging his dick slowly.

"Touch my balls."

I complied.  They felt heavy in my hand.  I stroked them and he rubbed
his fingers in my hair. His ball sac was so soft and smooth.  I was
totally fascinated.

"This is better than watching me from a window ain't it?"

My face turned scarlet.

"Don't worry...I think it's cool!"

His hand got faster on his penis.   He spit on it a few times and
whacked even faster.  Within few minutes, he was gasping.

"Ughhhh...here it goes!"

Then his dick began squirting volleys of cum into the air.  It landed
on his face, his chest, stomach, and my hand.  After he was done he
was out of breath.

"What do you think...cool huh?"

I wasn't sure if it was cool or gross.  I did my token shrug.

"Well it sure felt good doing it!  You should try it!  Pull your thing out."

I pulled it from the slit of my PJ's.  He took his big hand and rubbed
it some of his cum on it.   Then he placed it on my penis.  At first
it tickled a lot and I giggled.  He kept on.  He was right...it did feel
nice, but I didn't know that it was going to feel even better.  He
milked my small nub up and down for nearly five minutes before I felt
it.  Then I had feelings I didn't know existed.  I gasped and laughed.
He was grinning.  I giggled and he put his hand over my mouth. I
quieted down and his hand slid off.

Immediately he got up and grabbed his socks.  He turned of them wrong
side out and used one to wipe the cum off his body.  He handed me the
other and I wiped his cum off of my dick.  I could smell his deodorant
activating when he raised his arm. There was the slightest vapor of
sweat on his forehead.

After we cleaned up, he turned the socks right side out again.  He
jumped on his bed naked and pulled the sheet up.

"Good night buddy!"

I looked for my underwear in the dark and gave up.  I didn't know
where my shirt was either.  He heard me shuffling.
"Just get in the bed like you are man...no shirt and underwear feels
better anyway."

I rolled onto the bed and pulled up all the covers over me.  It had
been such a weird and exciting night.  I wondered if this was the way
the rest of my visit was going to be...

- - -

The next morning his mom called us for breakfast just after his alarm
went off.  He'd hit the snooze button and covered his head with the
blanket.  I sat up and started thinking about the night before.  The
alarm went off for the 2nd time and he slammed the off button with his
hand.

He got up naked and rubbed his eyes after turning on the lamp.  His
dick was half hard.  He reached under his bed and pulled out a skimpy
pair of nylon jogging shorts.  Once they were on, they covered his
dick and ass but were tight in the cock area.  The thin fabric left
nothing to the imagination.  He stood up and stretched and his dick
bounced in the shorts.

"Let's go eat!" he said.

"Let me put my clothes on!"

"Dude, don't be a pussy.  You got pajamas on!"

I felt embarrassed again for being timid but gave in.  I followed him
out of the room and we headed downstairs.  His butt bounced in the
shorts with every step.  I felt my dick twitch.  We sat at the table
where his mom had set out the jug of milk and a box of cereal.  We
each filled our empty bowls and ate.  I sat at the corner seat with
him sitting at an angle.  As we ate, his feet touched mine and he
grinned as he chewed.  My dick got fully hard.

Once done, we hopped up and I heard his mom coming.  My dick deflated
as she stopped in front of us.

"Hey guys, hurry up because I gotta head downtown and run errands.
Don't be long up there."

We trotted up stairs.  This time I was next to him and saw his dick
and balls bouncing.  Once upstairs, I grabbed my bag and went to the
bathroom to shower.  I closed the door and stood in front of a door
length mirror and was shocked.  My pajamas were almost transparent
without any underwear on.  I'd been shirtless in front of his mom and
she'd probably seen I had no underwear!

My mouth went dry and I felt nervous and worried.  I pulled off the
PJ's and stood in front of the shower waiting for the water to get
hot.  Once it was steaming, I jumped in.  Halfway through my shower,
the glass door moved and I jumped.  It was Lance sliding in behind me.

"Sorry man but we gotta hurry.  Here, I'll wash you up!"

He soaped up his hands and I stood there in disbelief again.  He
started soaping all over my body...turned me around and then squirted
shampoo on my head and rubbed it in.  He took the shower nozzle of its
holder and pulled the hose free. He rinsed me off as I turned around.
My dick was sticking straight out.  His was fully hard.

"It's like were brothers showering together huh?" he said.

"Uh, yeah." I replied.

"You better dry off and get dressed!"

I hurried out and started drying off.  I sat on the toilet after my
underwear was on and I pulled on a fresh t-shirt.  I bent over to pull
on socks when he jumped out naked.  He carried his towel with him and
just left naked like that.  He left the door open and went to his room
that way.

After I was dressed, I nervously went back to his room and he was
already dressed.

"You did that fast!

"Yeah, I don't bother with underwear most of the time."

I heard his mom calling and I grabbed my school bag and hurried down.
He was down a couple of minutes after me and I headed out to the car
with his mom.  He winked and waved as he set out on foot to his
school.

- - -

School was hard to concentrate on.  We watched some science films in
the afternoon and in the dark I found myself fantasizing about
watching Lance naked again.  When the lights came on, I worried
someone could see my peter poking out.  I managed to slide it down and
it didn't look obvious.  I couldn't imagine not wearing underwear like
Lance--then my dick would show for sure!

When school was over, his mom was there to pick me up again.  We rode
home mostly silent.

"You tired sugar?" she asked.

"We watched a boring film that made me sleepy," I lied.

She just laughed.

Once we were home, I went straight upstairs to Lance's room to wait
for him.  I looked out the window and didn't see him coming yet.  I
looked under his bed from where he'd pulled the shorts.  I found a
jock strap.

I pulled it to my nose and sniffed it.  I don't know why--it was just
an impulsive thing.  There was a light yellow stain on the front of
it.  It smelled like underarms and dried piss.  I kind of liked it.  I
held it to my face and inhaled deeply.

"If you like that I'll give you one fresh from my dick next time."

I jumped and spun around to see him there behind me.  He had a
devilish grin on his handsome face.

"I beat y'all home...I was taking a piss," he explained.

I put the jock strap back under his bead.  He had his thick winter
coat on.  Right in front of me he started stripping.  He pulled off
the jacket and tossed it on his computer chair.  He put his foot on
the bed to untie his tennis shoe.  He repeated with the other foot.
Off came the shoes.  He pulled his shirt off over his head and
unbuttoned the fly of his jeans.  With a move of his hips, the pants
fell to his feet and he was naked except for socks.  He used each foot
to pull the other sock off. Then he was totally naked.

The door of his bedroom was still open.  I kept an ear to the
direction of the stairs.  He flopped his dick and balls in the air.

"Ahh, that's more like it.  I hate wearing clothes!"

He moved to his computer chair and sat on the pants.  He grinned and
started rubbing his dick so flagrantly.  I was still so shocked over
his riskiness.  His dick fully hardened and lay against his pubes.

"I'm horny but I need to start my homework!"

"Okay."

He pulled open his math textbook and opened it to a page.  He sat at
his desk naked and started working on math problems.  The back of his
chair was solid and faced the door.  Sitting there on his bed I could
see only his bare shoulders and legs.  My dicklet stirred.  A few
times he looked over his shoulder and winked at me.  I sat there
reading my spelling book.  It was hard to concentrate.  Just then I
heard footsteps creaking behind us.  He didn't move at all.  I was
about to panic.

"Hey guys, I need to run to Kroger and get a few things.  Dinner's in
the oven when you guys get hungry.  Lance, you get the hot stuff out
for him."

He just looked over his shoulder and said, "Sure, cool mom!"

Then she was gone.  I sighed with relief.  He winked at me and went
back to his calculator and pencil.

"See, she thought I was in my underwear again...cool huh?"

"Yeah," I said.

I turned away and tried to memorize the words I was supposed to learn.
It was tough to do it with a hot, naked older dude several feet away
from me.  I tried to study anyway.  After another fifteen minutes, he
said he was done.  He closed up his book and stood up to show off his
dick again.

"Did you finish your work?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"What's your assignment?"

He walked over to me and leaned against me as I sat on the bed with my
legs crossed.

"Show me what you are supposed to read."

I showed him the list of words.  Then he pulled the book away and
started to read them out to me.

"Spell it dude!"

I hem-hawed and spelled each word slowly.  When I missed one he made
me keep on until I got them all.

"I'm gonna read them out to you again, and if you don't make any
mistakes we'll do something even more fun tonight!"

That was the motivation I needed.  I spit out each word perfectly
after that.  He grinned big and patted me on the butt.

"Now let's go eat...I'm starving!"

Again, he pulled on some very thin shorts.  These shorts were baggy
and reached his knees but had some holes in them.  The elastic wasn't
very tight and the crack of his ass was visible by an inch.  As
before, his butt bounced as we trotted down the stairs.  This time I
was more relaxed because he wasn't practically naked.

In the kitchen, we fixed our plates and talked about video games and
movies.  It was like I was with a friend instead of just the older
next-door neighbor.  We ate quickly and then he stood up for us to put
our plates away. Midway through putting our plates in the dishwasher,
his mom came home.

"Hey babe," she told him, "dad got his release date--he's coming home
by the end of the month!"

Lance jumped up and danced over to his mom.

"Hell yeah!"

"Watch your language...but I agree!"

She hugged him and they laughed.  I felt a little down.  I had no
father.  The one I did have was gone and I didn't even know him very
well.  Lance's dad was even a soldier--so cool!

Lance saw me looking glum though.

"Mom we're all done with homework.  I did my math and I quizzed the
spelling master here.  We're gonna go chill with some games!

"Okay, but you two get him to bed after nine!"

"Yes ma'am!"

He looked at me and winked.  We scampered out of the kitchen and up to
his room.  I was expecting him to strip again but he stayed in his
shorts.  He closed the door, so I'd expected something to happen
eventually.  We really did play video games for the first half hour.
It was only 7:30 and we still had a lot of time before pretending to
go to bed.

"Let me show you some tips dude...stay right there."

Each of us was sitting on the same side of the bed in front of the big
TV, but he got up and moved around behind me.  His feet were on the
floor with a knee on either side me. My feet hung in the air.  He
leaned in and his bare chest pressed against my back.  He slipped off
my shirt and his warm skin touched mine.  I still had jeans and socks
on.  His long and strong arms reached around me and he held the
controller with me.

We started a round of another game and he moved my hands for me.  His
fingers moved my hand as I shot up a bank and robbed a car to get
away.  His hot breath felt fantastic on my neck.  For one moment I
felt like I was really with a big brother who was showing me the ropes
in a hard game.  He let go of my hands.

"Now you do it!"

I took over and moved my man through allies to shoot at policemen.  I
felt his dick hardening under my ass, but he didn't do anything--yet.
My feet rested against his hairy legs as I wiggled my toes in my
socks.  He reached down and with his long arms he pulled my socks off
as I played.  He still remained right behind me as I was practically
in his lap.  I started to fuck up in the game when I felt his sniffing
around in my hair.

"You smell so good!" he said in a whisper.

Then he kissed me on the back of the neck.  I dropped the controller.
It made a loud noise against the wood frame of the bed.

"We'd better call it a night as far as the game goes."

I looked back at the clock on the nightstand and it displayed 9PM.
Time had flown since we started playing...but the night wasn't over yet
for us.

"Stand up dude."

I slid off the high mattress and onto my bare feet.  I turned around
to face him.  He used a remote and turned off the TV.  Light from the
moon and the streetlight outside lit the room enough for us to see one
another.  He slid his hands up and down my chest and stomach.  Sitting
on the edge of the bed still, he scooted forward and unzipped my
pants.  He pushed them down and they slipped to my feet.

"Step out of your pants."

I obeyed him.  His warm hands reached around and squeezed each of my cheeks.

"Nice!" he said.

He pulled me to him and put his mouth on mine.  His tongue slid into my mouth.

"Just do that back to me...it's sexy as fuck.  You'll love it!"

I stuck out my tongue and his lips closed around it.  He sucked on it
before sliding his own deep into my mouth.  Our lips were locked while
tongues moved in and out.

"It's how grown ups kiss...like on TV!"

"It's nice." I said.

His fingers roamed up and down my crack tickling it.  I jumped and giggled.

"I want you to do something for me."

"What?"

"I want you to suck on this one."

He pointed to his left nipple.  I slowly moved my mouth on it.  His
pecs were kind of flat and squared off.  Below it was thin ribs. I put
my hand on the pectoral muscle and moved my mouth over his nip.  I
started sucking on it.

"Not so hard buddy...like you suck a straw--just softer.  Use your tongue
on it while you're lips are over it."

I wasn't sure if I was doing it right, but I tried.  He moaned softly
and ran his fingers through my hair.  After doing it several times, he
gently moved my head to the other side.

"You're really good at that little man!"

It made me feel good to receive the compliment.  I made oral love to
his nipple.  I liked the way each had hardened under my tongue as I
sucked and licked on them.  I loved the way his pecs curved out.  I
licked the outline of each of them as he fondled my small balls.

"Now I have a real treat for you!"

I thought he was going to play with my dick again.  Instead, he lay on
his back and spread his legs open wide.

"Come really close.  Look at my asshole up close!"

He pulled his cheeks apart and showed me his pucker up close.  It was
like a tight crinkle until he pushed it out and the circular lips
puffed out slightly.

"You like my butthole?"

I was intrigued for sure.

"Kiss it for me!"

I wasn't so sure I should.  I knew I shitted and farted from my own
and questioned its cleanliness.

"Come one man!"

I bent my head over and kissed it lightly.

"Nice, do it again but this time keep your lips on it for a few seconds."

I was afraid to...but after a slight hesitation I went for it.  It
didn't smell bad like I thought.  It was slightly musky but clean.  I
kissed it again.  And again...

"That's it...now remember how we kissed with our tongues?  I want you to
do that next!"

I was making the sexual connection with this act and I needed no more
temptation.  This guy already enamored me, so licking anything on him
was a treat.  So after the next kiss I put my mouth around his small
asslips and shoved in my tongue.

"Ohhhh man!  That feels so fucking good!"

I did it clumsily several more times.  I wondered how he even thought
about doing something like this.  I never would have guessed anyone
would do such a thing.

"Now I want you to sit on my face and I'll show you how good that feels!"

I crawled to his face and hiked my leg over his head.  I squatted and
sat my hole right on his nose.  He sniffed hard and then moved my ass
with his hands to his mouth.  Each of my butt cheeks rested on a palm
of his hands.  His tongue tickled on my ass but it slide in fast and
deeply.  My winky stood up in the air...small but totally hard.

After about five minutes of getting my ass licked he patted next to
him and asked me crawl under the covers with him.  It felt exciting to
be naked in bed with him.  Our warm bodies were pulled tightly
together and we kissed with tongues.  I didn't care about the fact
each of us had just licked one another's assholes--kissing was so cool.

I wondered if all brothers played around like this.  It seemed so easy
and fun.  My hands gripped his pecs and felt the muscles flex.

"Do you wanna eat some of my cum?"

"Okay."

"I'm gonna jack my dick but I want you to suck it when I start
cumming.  I'll tell you when.  When I start cumming suck it tight and
fast and don't take your mouth off until I say...that okay buddy?"

I just nodded.

"Cool.  Why don't you suck one of my tits until I get close?"

Lying next to him I sucked on his left nipple.  His right hand moved
up and down on his dick.  He randomly spit on it to keep it wet.  His
free hand alternated rubbing my hair or stroking my neck.  About five
minutes passed. He pulled my head up to kiss his mouth.  I really
liked doing that. It felt so grown up.  As we started kissing he
gasped.

"Suck it fast!"

I moved my head to his dick instantly and began bobbing up and down
like he asked.  Spurts of his come filled my mouth.  It was watery and
tasted kind of salty and even like soap.  I wasn't sure what to call
that taste (acrid), but it wasn't unpleasant.

Finally he said to stopped and pulled me up to his face.  He pulled my
head tightly to his and we kissed.  I let his sperm slither into his
mouth because I wasn't sure if I was supposed to swallow it.  He cooed
as we kissed.

"You're so sexy dude.  You're like a sexy little brother!"

I smiled proudly.

"Hell, now I feel sleepy!" he giggled.

I felt kind of tired too.

"Let's do you really fast.   Get up here and sit on my chest."

I wearily got on my knees and straddled his upper body.

"Scoot up and feed your dick to me."

I moved up until his mouth went over it.  Then those nice feelings
started again.  His hands reached up and tweaked my tiny nips.  They
hardened under his fingertips and he slightly pinched each one.  His
mouth felt like a mini-vac as it sucked me good.  Hot air blew from
his nostrils.  Then that good feeling came and I fell over.  He kept
on until I whimpered.

"That felt good again huh?" he asked.

"Yeah."

I wasn't a man of many words.

"Scoot under the covers with me and let's go to bed.  It's already
close to eleven!"

I hadn't stayed up that late ever.

"What if your mom comes in?"

"She never does.  If she does then we'll be under the covers and I'll
tell her that you were scared."

It seemed logical.  Of course I don't know how he'd explain that I
jumped into his bed naked.  I ended up with my back to his chest and
his arms around me.  His semi-erect penis rested between my thighs.
The body heat under the covers was nice as the room turned chillier.
I dozed off in the security of his smooth arms around me.  I felt so
safe and happy.

- - -

When the alarm went off the next morning, I quickly jumped out of bed
in case we were discovered.  He lay there drowsy and covered his face
with his hands.  I grabbed my bag of clothes and peeped into the hall.
No one was around.  I tiptoed into the cool hall and into the
bathroom.  I closed the door and started the shower.  I wondered if he
was going to join me, but he never came.  I soaped up, rinsed and then
got out.  I dried and dressed before entering his room again.  He was
still sleeping.  I went over and tapped his shoulder.

"Lance, you better get up!" I said.

He rolled over and looked at the clock.

"Fuck man, I thought I snoozed it but I turned it off.  I'm getting up."

He slid out of the covers in all his naked glory.  His dick was half
hard.  His balls stuck to his inner leg. He stood up and scratched his
butt.  He walked off to the bathroom but I didn't hear the shower
start.  I walked to the door and he'd left it open.  He was washing
his hair in the sink and was still naked.  After that he brushed his
teeth and dried his hair.  He sprayed deodorant on and walked past me
back to his room after winking.

I was still not used to the fact he walked about naked like that.  His
mom called from below and I hurried down.

"Where's he at?" she huffed.

"He's getting dressed," I said shyly.

"Okay...let's head out honey."

Lance walked to school.  I wished I could walk with him.  Instead I
followed his mom out to the car and we headed to my school.  I kept
replaying the scene from the night before in my mind.  I wanted to
kiss him again...on his lips and on his ass!  It had been so thrilling
doing something so naughty while his mom slept downstairs below.

When he had done the risky things around her it was scary at the time
he was doing it.  But afterwards, it was so cool.  I couldn't get
enough of looking at his penis.  I had such a crush on him.  I was
thinking of all this as she drove into the entrance of the school.  My
pants were bulging where my small dick was hard.  I pulled my backpack
over it and got out quickly.

I had a hard time paying attention to my teacher that day.  I couldn't
wait to get home and play naked stuff with Lance again.  I imagined
his tan upper body and his completely white butt.  Despite having been
covered up in these cooler months his tan had not faded away.

The entire school day painfully dragged by and finally it was time to
leave.  I waited breathlessly for Lance's mom to show up.  When I
finally saw the car, I hauled ass to reach it.  Once I was in the back
seat, my dick was hard thinking about seeing him again.  Boy, I had it
bad!

Once we got back I found he wasn't there yet.  I raced upstairs to get
my book out to do my spelling homework.  Soon Lance entered the house
and I heard him climbing the stairs.  He looked kind of pissed.

"Hey man, I've got a shit load of homework.  I'm gonna be at it all
night.  I told mom I was just gonna come down when I got hungry, but
you can hang in here if you want.  I've got two tests to study for, a
paper to write, and stupid geometry crap I have to draw."

"Okay," I said.

"First though, I'm going to get comfortable.  Hey man, wanna strip me down?"

"Yeah!" I said.

"You can start with my socks and shoes."

I squatted down and started to until one shoe and then the other.  He
lifted his left foot and I pulled the shoe off.  I could smell the
scent of his damp socks.  It didn't bother me at all...in fact I kind of
liked it.  I pulled off the other shoe and my nose twitched again.  He
wiggled his toes to signal me to remove the socks.  I peeled the first
one off to expose his long and perfect feet.  He rested that one on my
knee.  I pulled off the other and he held it close to my mouth.

"Hey man, would you lick my toes?  I'll do it for you tomorrow if you
do it for me today.  You really like me right?"

I just nodded.  He moved his feet up to my nose.  His toes felt warm.
I held his foot and sucked the big toe.  I moved to the next two and
sucked them at once.

"That's a good start.  Suck each one for me...please."

His toes tasted salty.  My dick was hard again.  His other barefoot
caressed the side of my face.  Then he moved the first foot away and
stuck the other one to my lips.  I sucked each one separately.

"Stick your tongue between then dude!"

I did so and he moaned softly.

"Feels SO good man!"

I sniffed around his feet and sucked his toes again before he pulled it away.

"Hop up here and take my shirt off."

I got on the bed and he lifted his arms up in the air.  I pulled his
shirt upward and over his head and shoulders.   Now I could see his
smooth back. I ran my hand down it.

"Reach around and undo my pants!"

I did as he asked and he stood up.  I stood next to him and pulled the
jeans down and they fell to the floor.  He stepped out of them and was
naked.  No underwear.  He walked to the chest by the closet and opened
a drawer.  He pulled out a pair of gym shorts and slid them on.  Then
he started getting out his books.

Nothing happened for the first hour as he sat at his desk writing a
composition.  I played a video game until he was done with that.  For
the rest of his homework, he crawled on the bed with his feet resting
on his pillow.  He faced the door with his feet on his pillows and his
upper body at the foot of the bed.

"Why don't you sit by the pillow and rub my feet?"

I was grateful to touch any part of him, so I obliged.  So as he read,
I ran my hands all over his nice feet.  Little by little, I slid my
hands up his calves and thighs to enjoy the light hair covering his
legs.  His butt looked good framed in the tight yellow shorts.

"You can run your hands up my shorts and rub my butt if you want to,"
he suggested.

So I ran my hands from his calves up to his hamstrings and then up
into his shorts.  I loved the feeling of that smooth, round butt.

"Reach down between my legs and pulled my dick out."

He lifted a little and I slid my hand up to his balls and pulled the
fabric back.  The head of his dick was mashed there.  I pulled it free
and it pointed towards me so it that it lay flat on the bed between
his legs.  As I rubbed his penis it became fully hard.

"Doesn't that hurt?" I asked naively.

His dick pointed to his feet as he continued to lay on his stomach. I
was sure that we were stretching it too far back and it was hurting
him.

"No man, it feels really good pulled backward like that.  Maybe it
would feel better if you jacked me off this way."

"You want to make the white stuff come out?"

"It's called sperm or semen...but we call it `cum' for fun.  Shooting
out cum is called `cumming'."

I shook my head to acknowledge.

"So yeah, I want you to make me cum!"

As his dick hardened fully, it lay flat on the bed against his thigh.
It looked so cool.  I never would have thought about pulling it
backwards like that.  I reached out and stroked it softly.  I massaged
its head until the tip started oozing a clear liquid.

"I think you have cum now."

"No, that's pre-cum.  It's what lubricates a woman's pussy when you're
fucking them."

"You did that with a girl?"

"Almost...but I started playing with Stephanie Jenkins' pussy one time
and it seemed nasty.  I don't think I like girls at all buddy."

"Me either," I said.

"My dad had a talk with me and told me how it all works...pre-cum,
cumming...all that stuff when I was around your age."

I felt jealous that he had a dad to talk to about sex stuff.  When he
moaned I started rubbing the entire penis.

"I like that!" he cooed.

Just then we heard footsteps in the stairway.  The wood creaked and I
moved to the other bed and opened my Spelling book.  Lance didn't move
at all.  His cock remained outside of his shorts between his legs.
When his mom appeared in the open doorway, his legs slightly moved
together to hide the exposed, erect cock.

"Hey guys...dinner is ready!  And your clothes are piling up in the
laundry room.  You need to bring them up!"

"Yes ma'am"

He didn't move until she was out of sight.  Once he was sure she was
on her way down, he stood up.  His dick was still hard and now pointed
upward out of his shorts leg.  He pulled it up into his shorts and it
tented outward.

"What are you gonna do about that?" I asked.

"It'll go down.  I'll just think about Stephanie Jenkins' pussy!" he
said with a grin and a wink.

I laughed as we walked into the bathroom to wash our hands.  As we
left his penis had gone down.  Once at the bottom of the stairs, it
was soft...but a small wet spot was there.  I didn't say anything to him
about it.  I liked how his mom didn't make him put a shirt on for
dinner.  I wondered if his mom noticed how his dick bounced around in
his shorts every time he walked.  I sure did.

She'd made spaghetti and Lance fixed my plate for me.  Standing under
him I got to see the cool hair under his arm as he put the food on my
plate.  He smiled at me and handed it to me.  I went to my usual seat
at the table.  He sat next to me in the same place where he'd exposed
himself before.

His mom sat across from us as usual.  We ate and talked about school.
She talked about the things she did that day.  Midway through the meal
and conversation, I saw his hand move to his crotch and he pulled his
wiener out.  He looked right at me and winked.  His mom was engrossed
in some gossip story of her friend.  He pulled his elastic down and
stuck it under his balls.  His nuts and dick were totally showing.
After he saw me looking at it, the dick grew fully hard.  He continued
to eat and chitchat like nothing was going on.

She got up once and he pulled my hand to it.  I stroked him until I
heard her coming back.  He pulled the elastic back over his dick as
she walked to our side and put dessert plates down.  I temporarily
forgot about his penis as I devoured a delicious chocolate brownie
with icing on it.  I scarfed it down as they slowly ate theirs.

When dinner was done, we took our plates to the sink and he rinsed
them (I couldn't reach all the way).  We were dismissed and quickly
headed back to his room.  As he walked up the stairs in front of me,
he pushed the shorts down to expose a couple of inches of butt crack.
His ass bounced lightly and I was totally mesmerized.

When we got back to his room, he had to finish his homework.  I
watched TV as he did his assignments.  He was concentrating on them
thoroughly and I got bored.  Sleepiness set in and I dozed off on the
spare bed.

- - -

When I opened my eyes again, the room was dark and Lance was stripping
me.  He was naked.  He picked me up and kissed me as he laid me onto
his bed.  He hopped up on the bed and pulled the covers around us.

"We'll have some fun tomorrow little bro!"

I rolled over and pressed myself against his chest.  I hugged him and
he kissed my on the forehead.   I fell asleep quickly in his arms.

- - -

He had a lot of homework the next two nights.  He helped me with my
spelling and match before doing his and once all his work was done,
we'd fool around.  He let me kiss his ass each night and he gave me a
blowjob.  I began to anticipate his ejaculations and wanted the cum
all to myself.  He indulged me but insisted on kissing me after I
sucked his load.  That was fine with me!

- - -

Unexpectedly, mom came home on the weekend.  I should have been
excited to see her, but I was mad that my fun with Lance was
interrupted.  Each night I couldn't wait to be put to bed and after
she was gone, I played with my penis until I had that good feeling.  I
imagined it was Lance sucking me while I played with his dick or
touched his butthole.

Finally, Sunday was over and mom took me to school on Monday morning
like before.  She'd be leaving on a flight just after.  Jenny was to
pick me up at school and then I would be back with Lance again.  I
couldn't wait!

To be continued...