Date: Fri, 11 Feb 2011 13:09:03 +0800 From: Johnny Kape <johnny.kape@gmail.com> Subject: Story Submission - The Original Joy, Chapter 3 Before this story: All rights reserved. Every word of this story is fiction. It contains some sexual scenes between an adult and a young boy. If you can't accept such material, then... why are you here? *lol* Please just quit. The background of this story is set to somewhere in Asia, where I come from. There might be some scenes, some songs and some social and cultural things that you don't understand. It is welcomed to give me a mail asking for anything you don't understand in this story. Hope you enjoy it. Special thanks to my editor, Matthew Templar, who helped me a lot with my English, and gave me many good suggestions. Also, special thanks to Pok, who gave me good suggestions, and the most important, the title of this story. :-) You can't see how important this story title is until the last chapter of this story, so I wish that you all can read on to last. :-) All my stories committed into Nifty are listed in the prolific author list, under the name "Pedrick Oman / Johnny Kape". If you like this story, please also have a look at them. I'd be very appreciated to get your feedbacks, for this story and my other stories. I'll answer all emails. Thank you. --- Johnny Kape <johnny.kape@gmail.com> The Original Joy -- Chapter 3 Oh, how soft it is... Henry felt the boy laying in front of him was John, his playmate and best friend in his childhood. John was a bit younger than Henry, but a lot bolder. He liked to lead Henry to explore everywhere and stir up a lot of trouble. Henry seemed to go back to his teen years. He followed John to their secret base, an abandoned wooden house halfway up a hill. They were both naked, shyly smiling at each other. They touched each other softly, explored each other's body, enjoying the feeling given by the other one's touch. That was Henry's one and only sexual experience. John's body was so... soft and tender. "How do you feel?" asked Henry. "Hmm... very comfortable," said John. "Touch my chest. I don't know why grown-ups like to touch girls' breasts." Henry touched John's chest. He used his cheek to rub, and used his tongue to lick John's nipples. "Oh, a bit ticklish, but it feels good," said John. "Really?" asked Henry. John nodded. He pointed to his own groin. "And here. I like to play with my dick when I'm taking a shower. But I've never let others touch it." Henry moved his hands to John's groin. He held John's penis softly. John had no hair there, and his penis hadn't grown yet, but it had already become fully erect. Henry tried to rub it. He saw John start to smile. "Yeah... yeah... keep going, just like that. It's wonderful," said John. "But my dad doesn't allow me to play like that. He told me that I would die if I play with it. So I didn't dare to." "Bull shit! It's so much fun. Just try it! Okay, okay, let me do it for you and you'll know the feeling." John held Henry's penis and started to rub it softly. Henry had just entered puberty. He'd had only one wet dream in his life, and that time he was seriously punished by his parents, though he still didn't know what on earth had happened to him while he slept. So he never dared to explore his own body. He closed his eyes, just letting John do his work. "Oh... oh..." John kept rubbing Henry's penis, which had become erect too. Henry had an indescribable feeling. He just felt that his whole body started to tense. He hugged John tightly. The feelings were wonderful and overwhelming. Finally, some white milk started to shoot from his penis. Henry released John and saw that John's hands, belly, chest and nipples were full of his white milk. His own belly was too. "Wow... I don't know what happened, but... it's so wonderful!" He looked at John. Well, no, he was not John. The boy smiled at him. He was... Jay Feng?? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Henry opened his eyes and looked at the sky outside. It was already morning. Oh... that was a dream... But the touch... the feeling was so real... Hmm... Hmm? Even at that moment, Henry still could feel the real, warm, soft touch... Henry looked around and almost screamed. Jay was beside him, still in the nude. Jay's left hand hugged his body. Jay's head was against his chest. Henry took a second look, and started to blush deeply. Jay's thigh, ass, belly, and even his small, erect penis were full of semen. Henry looked at his own body. Of course, his own thigh, belly, and the quilt on the floor could not escape Henry's semen. Henry moved Jay's left hand away and tried to get up to find where the tissue paper was. However, Jay hugged Henry again. Henry had no choice but to move Jay's hand away again. Jay opened his sleepy eyes. "Uh... what are you doing?" "Oops... I... uh..." Henry was even more deeply embarrassed and blushed a deep red. Where on earth was the damn tissue paper box? He looked at the clock on the wall. God damn it! It was seven-thirty! He would be late to work! How could he sleep so late? And he was still in such an embarrassing condition! Jay looked at Henry's blushing face, then lowered his head to see his own body. He laughed out loud. "Did you have a wet dream and shoot all over my body?" Henry's face could not be any redder. He didn't know how to answer Jay's question. "That's okay. I know what it is. I'll go back to sleep. I'm so tired recently." "Uh... you... do you want to sleep on my bed? Didn't you... uh... sleep on my bed last night? Why are you here?" stammered Henry. "Oh, I woke up to pee in the middle of the night. Then I just wanted to hug you while I was sleeping, so I came here to sleep with you," said Jay. He started to walk to the bed. "Wait!" shouted Henry. "Huh?" Jay stopped and looked at Henry. Henry picked up the big towel on the floor, and started to wipe the semen from Jay's thigh, ass and the rest of his young body. Looking at Henry's action, Jay found it very interesting. He giggled. After wiping most of the semen, Henry looked at Jay's penis, which was also covered with his semen. He didn't know if he should wipe it or not. "That's okay. Didn't you want to clean it?" teased Jay. Henry was still blushing deeply. He used the towel to wipe Jay's penis. Then Jay walked to the bed and lay down. "Uh... well, I need to go to work. There is some toast on the table. You can have it as breakfast. In the cabinet I have some instant noodles there. Don't go anywhere, just stay here and wait for me to come back. Okay? I'll buy dinner for you." "Uh-huh, okay," said Jay, still sounding very sleepy. Henry looked at Jay who had fallen asleep again. He sighed with relief and looked at the clock. Oh no! No more time to waste. Henry rushed into the bathroom to take a very fast shower. Then he tried to pull the quilt on the floor to the nearby window, hoping that his quilt could be dry when he came home. Then he put on his t-shirt and shorts and rushed out of his apartment.