Date: Sun, 22 Dec 2013 13:51:15 -0500
From: Greg Norman <gregn624@gmail.com>
Subject: summer story chapter 3

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CHAPTER 3

WHERE TRUE FEELINGS ARE REAVEALED

I walked towards my fort smoking a cigarette, on the way home. I noticed,
that he had included a couple of fat joints in the pack. I smoked my
cigarette as a million thoughts were circling in my preteen head. "How
would I explain being with a queer to my parents, what would happen when my
friends find out, how could I let Chuck suck me, why did I get hard
thinking about it, what will happen now?" I got to my fort, and I hid the
cigarettes, lighter and the pot. I walked slowly to the house, and I hoped
Mom wouldn't flip out to bad.

I went it the house, and I got a bowl of cereal for breakfast. Mom was
reading the paper and drinking a cup of coffee.

"Good morning, you're up early this morning," she said, as she got up to
put her coffee cup in the sink. "You should hurry up, so that you can get
to cleaning the windows and screens, before it gets too hot." She took her
cup to the sink, and she went to her room to change. I got the bucket and
rags from under the sink, and as I was mixing the vinegar and water
together it struck me. She didn't know! She didn't know!

I was washing the windows, and I didn't believe that she didn't know what
happened. My mom could always tell, when I had done something wrong, and
she couldn't figure out I spent the night getting high and having homo
sex. I was so confused.

I finished washing the windows, and I put away the bucket and whisk
broom. I told mom, that I was going to the village to play some baseball. I
went by my fort to get my smokes, but I made sure I went nowhere near the
cottage where Chuck was staying. I started to light a cigarette, but I
decide to smoke part of one of the joints, that Chuck left in the pack. I
got pleasantly stoned, while I was walking into the village.

I played sandlot baseball all afternoon, and none of my friends knew what
had happened. I walked back home, and I smoke the rest of the joint. I
decided, that I'd put the whole thing behind me, and no one would have to
find out about me and Chuck having sex. It would never happen again. I was
never going back there, so I would never have to tell anyone what I had
done.

Having made up my mind, things went much easier. I had dinner with mom and
dad, watched TV, took a shower, and I went to my fort to sleep. I was lying
on my sleeping bag smoking a cigarette, when I got thinking about the
previous night. My cock started to stir, as I thought of Chuck touching my
body. My hand slid down to my cock, and I rubbed it through my jean
shorts. I soon had my shorts down to my ankles, and I had my cock in my
hand. I was thinking of how good it felt, when Chuck sucked my cock. I was
stroking my pole, without even realizing that I was fantasying about having
sex with Chuck. I had my shorts off, and I lay naked stroking my cock, when
it exploded with streams of cum landing on my chest. I drifted off, and I
slept until the sound of rain woke me.

"Shit," I thought, "it's raining out. Now I get to walk home and get
wet. Shit!" I gathered my stuff and hid my smokes, and I ran to the
house. I was soaked to the skin, so I went to my room, and I changed out my
wet shorts. I slipped on a pair of briefs and jeans and a tee shirt. My mom
had breakfast ready for me, when I got downstairs. We talked about the rain
ruining any chances of replanting her flowers, so I decided to clean up the
basement. I really got into straightening the mess out, by the time I had
all the boards and tools put away and the floor swept it was time for
lunch. I ate lunch with mom, and afterwards I went back to the basement. I
finished the workshop, and I went to work on the storage area. I remembered
how good I felt, when Chuck told me what a good job I did scrapping and
painting his cottage.

I was surprised when mom called down that dinner was ready. Mom and Dad
went down to the basement after dinner, while I was doing the dishes. They
were amazed at how good it looked. Dad told me, when they got back
upstairs, that he was very happy with the way the basement looked, and that
since I worked all day, that I could take the whole day off tomorrow. The
weather report was good, so I had the whole day to myself to look forward
too.

I decided to sleep inside, because everything was still wet. I went to my
room, undressed and I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the
pillow. I had such vivid dreams, I was with Chuck in his bed, our cocks
grinding together, seeing our cum shooting out and coating our bellies. I
stirred in my sleep, and I felt the warmth as my dick erupted. "Shit, I
haven't had a wet dream in ages. Oh, crap there's cum all my stomach and my
sheets." I got up and stripped the bed. I put clean sheets on the bed, and
I fell back asleep. I never thought about dreaming of being with Chuck
causing my wet dream.

Thursday was spent in glorious goofing off. I played baseball, went
swimming at a local lake with friends and just hung out doing nothing. A
perfect summer day, as I was walking back home, I smoked the last of the
pot Chuck had given me. "Damn, wish there was more, but I'm not going back
to his house."

I walked home, and I got ready for dinner. I did the dishes, and I watched
the summer reruns with my parents. The buzz I got earlier wore off, and I
was trying to figure a way to get more pot, as I got ready to go to my fort
for the night. "I know, I'll go see Chuck, but no sex stuff." I dropped my
off my cutoffs, and I put on a pair of BVDs. "There underwear, no butt
showing, no shirt coming off. If he tries anything I'm gone" I had my plan
firmly in place, I wasn't going do any sex stuff with Chuck, I was just
going to get high.

I went to the fort, and I got my smokes and lighter. I walked down the path
leading to Chuck's, and I mentally steeled myself to resist any advances
that Chuck may make towards me. I wished my cock wouldn't try and get hard
while I was preparing myself. I saw Chuck sitting in a lawn chair smoking a
cigarette. I noticed he had put screens around the landing making it a
small porch. He stood, as I approached him. I could see, that he was
wearing his jeans shorts and a sleeveless tee shirt.

"Hey, Little Man nice to see you," he said, as he walked toward me, "I
didn't think you were coming back. Did you like the joints I put in your
cigarette pack?"

"Yeah, they were cool, thanks."

"So, you want to get high, I suppose."

"Yeah"

"Well that's good, because I have some killer hash upstairs."

We went inside, and Chuck showed me the new flooring he had installed, and
the tile work in the bathroom.

"I'll have the bathroom ready to go tomorrow and the kitchen on Saturday,"
he said, as we went to the door leading upstairs. We settled on the
cushions, and he got out a block of hash. He cut a small piece off, and he
put it on a pin he had stuck through a piece of cardboard.  He lit the
hash, and he put a baby food jar over it. He showed me how to inhale the
smoke, and I was soon feeling the effects of the heavy smoke. We smoked
three pieces of the hash, and I had two beers. I had to pee, but I wasn't
going to use the window. I went outside, and I peed by the woods.

Chuck was rolling some joints, when I got back in the room. He had taken
his tee off, and I could see from the way he was sitting, that he didn't
have on any underwear. I could feel my dick start to get hard, and I tried
willing it down. I sat on the cushion the farthest from Chuck. He finished
rolling the joints, and he came over and sat next to me. He put his hand on
my shoulder.

"Hey Little Man, I really have missed so much," he whispered in my ear,
"You are so hot. I was hoping you would be back." He started rubbing my
back, and I knew I should stop him, but it felt nice, and he wasn't
touching my skin.

"Little Man, the way your nipples get hard, when I touched them really
turned me on."

"Well I never did anything like that before," I said, as he moved his hand
to my chest. I looked down at his hand feeling my hard nipples. It was
making me so hard. He pulled my tee up, and I started to say something, but
he started to lick them and suck them. I don't quite remember my shirt
coming off, but soon he was kissing down my belly.

"Little Man you are so freakin sexy. I can't keep my hands off you," he
said, as he felt between my legs. I was so hard, and his hand touching me
didn't help any. He was kissing me, and he kept pushing his tongue in my
mouth. My cock was pushing up in my BVDs, and his hand was grabbing it.

"Oh god, Little Man you're so hot," he crooned, "your cock is so nice."

I watched, as he unbuttoned the brass button on the top of my cutoffs. I
know, that I was supposed to leave, but it felt so nice.  I guess, that I
had to lift my butt up, because he soon had my shorts off, just leaving me
in my tight white BVDs. He felt my cock, and he slid a finger inside the
legs. He was playing with my balls in my briefs.

"I tell you what Little Man, I'm going to my bed," he said, as he stood and
dropped his shorts. "You can come along, or you can stay here and smoke a
dobie, but if you come to my bed leave those briefs here." He picked up a
joint and his lighter and walked to the bed. I could see his balls through
his legs. He lay on his back, and I could see his 6 inch cock sticking up
from his pubes. I know I was supposed to grab my clothes and leave, but I
found myself walking over to his bed.

"I guess, I should take these off," I said, as I pushed my briefs off and
stepped out of them. My four inch cock stood straight up from my scant
pubes. I looked at Chuck his six inch cock was oozing precum on his
belly. I hadn't really ever been around a guy with an uncut cock before. I
could see the head of Chuck's cock sticking out from under his
foreskin. There was a long string of gooey precum forming a pool on his
belly leaking from the end his cock. He took my hand, and he pulled me into
the bed next to him.

We started to kiss, and his hands were feeling me all over. He took my
right hand, and he put it on his cock. I felt it, as he was fondling mine.
I felt his cock. It was so soft and hot to touch, and then he turned, so we
were facing each other's cocks. The head of his cock was shinny with his
precum. I felt him kissing inside my thighs, and he licked my balls.

"Go ahead Little Man, kiss it," he said, and I kissed the gooey head of his
cock. I had tasted the salty fluid coating it. I pushed the rest of the
skin back revealing the helmet shaped top of his cock. The smell was
overwhelming causing me to stiffen even more. I kept kissing it, and I felt
his hand on the back of my head. It just seemed so natural, that I had the
head of his cock in my mouth, before I know what I was doing.

"Easy, Greg, watch your teeth, just go slow, take your time. Oh yeah that's
so nice," he crooned, as I started to suck him, "use your tongue, oh yeah
so good." I felt his finger going through my hair, as I explored his cock
with my mouth. He rolled, so that I was over him. I was going up and down
on his cock trying to copy what he had done to me on my first visit. I felt
him rub my butt cheeks, my cock rubbing the top of his chest.  I felt him
spread them, and I felt something wet as he started licking in my crack.  I
can't put in to word the sensation I felt, when he started to lick my
hole. I picked up head, and I moaned. He pulled my hole wider, and I felt
his tongue slide in me.

"Oh god, what are you doing," I cried, as his tongue pushed inside my most
private spot. My cock was twitching, and he took a hand and pushed me back
down to his cock. I took it back in my mouth. He was pouring precum in my
mouth. I tried to swallow the precum, and his cock slid right down my
throat. I felt his pubes on my nose.  It felt so right. My preteen brain
was in overload, and the combination of his cock in my throat, his tongue
in my ass and my cock rubbing on his chest caused me to erupt with long
streams of cum down his chest.  He reached down and pushed my head down on
his cock, and he pushed his hips up. I felt his cock swell, as he released
his spunk in my mouth. I tried to swallow it all, but a lot of his cum
slipped out of my mouth. His pubic hairs were sticky with the cum that had
leaked from my mouth. I was coated is a layer of sweat mixed with spunk.
The small loft was filled with the aroma of male sex. My breathing returned
to normal, as Chuck and I lay next to each other.

"Little Man every time we get together I wind up covered in cum and
smelling like a two dollar whore on Saturday night," he said, as we lay
next to each other.

"We are kinda messy, aren't we," I said, still trying to get over the
sensations my body felt during the sexual encounter. My butt was still damp
from having Chuck's tongue all over it.

"That Little Man is a major understatement," he replied, "I am going to go
down and clean up with the hose."

"Why use the hose," I asked, "there is a great swimming hole just down the
road."

"Where, I've never seen a swimming hole."

"It's just a little ways from here. I'll show you," I said, as I got off
the bed, and started for the stairs.

"Hey, Little Man don't you think you should put some clothes on first?"

"Nah, it's just down the road. No one will see us," I said, as we were
leaving Chuck grabbed two towels from a stack of laundry. We walked down
the road, and we went into the old manor grounds I showed Chuck where the
hedges split to get to the pond. The moon was bright enough, so we could
see the other side of the pond.

"This is awesome Little Man," Chuck said, "I never even knew this was
here."

"I swim here all the time it's great," I said, and I told him all about the
underwater spring. We swam for a while, and then he got out and laid down
on one of the towels. I could smell the pot he was smoking, as I swam in
the cool water. He waved at me, and he was watching the sky. I got out of
the pond, and I walked over to him.

He was lying back with his eyes closed. I looked down at him, and I could
see his now soft cock. It was about 3 inches, and the head was covered up
with the foreskin. I wondered what it felt like to have skin like that. My
cock started to stir again, as I thought about sucking him earlier. I took
the other towel, and I put it down to pad my knees. I knelt and took his
cock in my hand. It looked like a sausage, and it felt so soft and spongy
in my hand. I bent down and put it my mouth. I felt it swell, as I sucked
it. Chuck started to moan, and he ran his fingers through my hair. I
started to speed up, as his cock grew to its full length.

"Whoa, Little Man, slow down make it last."

Chuck softly coached me on the fine art of cock sucking, as we were by the
pond in the moonlight. I got into pleasuring him, as I swirled my tongue
around the head of his cock. He started to pump with my bobbing. My cock
was swollen, as I went down on the man meat before me. I don't know how I
knew to swallow it, but soon I was sliding up and down the stiff 6 inch
pole. I could feel him grow closer, and before I could pull off he swelled
larger and delivered another load of cum in my mouth.

My cock was still hard, and I reached for it, so I could relieve the
pressure, but Chuck pushed my hand away. He got up, and he pushed me back
on the towel. He pushed my legs open, and he took my cock I his mouth. I
knew he wasn't going to let me cum anytime soon. He went from sucking my
young cock to sucking and licking my balls. He pushed my legs back, and he
started to lick my butt. I didn't know why it felt so good having him lick
my hole, but it did. His hands went to my chest, and he fondled my nipples
and he tweaked them. My breath was coming gasps, as I felt the orgasm
rising between my legs. He had my cheeks spread pushing his tongue in my
hole, when I started to shoot watery streams of cum onto my belly.  He rose
from my hole, and he licked the cum from my belly. We kissed sharing
tongues in the moonlight by the pond.

I can't tell you what happened, but the next thing I knew I was being
sucked lying in Chuck's bed. As I return to wakefulness I noticed the
morning sun slowly coming in the window. Chuck was slowly sucking me. He
didn't make me wait, and soon I was cumming in his mouth. We kissed
exchanging my cum mouth to mouth.

"I thought that would wake you up, Little Man, you crashed next to the pond
last night," he said, "and you didn't even stir, when I carried you back."

"Thanks, it was great," I replied, "Do you want me to did it to you?"

"No time Little Man, I got to go," he returned, "Now I am going to be gone
tomorrow, but I am going to be putting the kitchen together on Saturday. Do
you think you can come over in the morning and help?"

We got dressed and went downstairs. We exchanged kisses, and I went back
home looking forward to the next time.