Date: Tue, 11 Mar 2003 12:18:48 -0500
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Troy McNeal #6

Troy McNeal
(c) By Lee Mariner

MARCH 2003

DISCLAIMER: This is a gay fantasy that depicts homosexual activity and is
intended for adult readers only. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING
THIS STORY OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE. All
characters are fictional and in no way related to any persons living or
deceased.

DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX, IT CAN LEAD TO A LIFE THREATENING
CONSEQUENCE.

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Copyright: March 2003 - Author: Lee Mariner - All Rights are Reserved

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Chapter #6

Troy didn't know why he had such a feeling of emptiness and hurt inside of
him after he left Mike's house. Looking through the window into the house he
could see him standing with Rob watching him as he went across the yard
towards his house and it made his gut ache and he wished he was with Mike
and not Rob.

His mother called to him as he started up the back stairs too his room.
"Troy, is that you? Where have you been? I called Sherman's house but his
mother said she hadn't seen you."

"Yeah, it's me." Troy said turning around and going into the kitchen seeing
his mother standing by the telephone on the wall. "I didn't go over to
Sherman's. I went next door to see Mr. Homan our new neighbor; he asked
Sherm and me if we would help clean out his garage tomorrow. Can I have a
glass of milk?"

"Yes, you MAY have a glass of milk. Why are you bothering that man Troy? We
don't know him all that well and I haven't even met or spoke with him."

"Awww Mom, Mike errrr Mr. Homan is a nice guy. He's in the Navy but getting
ready to get out and he's gonna stay here. Besides, Sherm and me can earn
some money helping him out, he's gonna have the whole place changed."

"And I imagine you have been pestering the poor man silly since he let you
in out of the rain the other day and let you use his coverall's? You seem to
know quite a bit about him already."

"He seems to be a really cool guy Mom. Sherm and I haven't been bothering
him, not really."

"Just see that you don't bother him Troy. I have some bad news, my shift at
the hospital is changing on Monday."

"What are they doing now Mom? You aren't really home that much now." Troy
said releasing a sigh of exasperation his broad shoulders sagging.

"I know that darling and it's hard on you but since your father died it
hasn't been easy for either one of us. There are lots of things he and you
could do together that I can't but we have to live and I have to work. Were
lucky we don't have a house payment since the mortgage insurance paid for it
after your father died but we still need money." Troy's mother said holding
him too her and stroking his hair.

Troy knew all about what she was telling him and he loved her more than
anything but he was wishing it was his dad holding him or maybe Mike and it
made him feel a little guilty feeling like that. He felt lonely except when
he was with Sherman but when he was home alone in his bedroom there were
strange feelings inside of him he didn't understand even though he felt safe
in his mother's arms.

"I'll be okay Mom, we both will. I'm getting big enough now that I can help
out getting odd jobs like helping Mike out."

"Well, you certainly are getting big enough and only 13. You look more like
your father every day and I appreciate you wanting to help out. Just be
careful and don't start bothering our neighbors. I'll talk with Mrs. Altman
and tell her my shift is changing and I'll be working from noon until
midnight for a while. Maybe you and Sherman can have a few overnights with
each other, how would that be?"

"Mommmmm, I'm almost 14 and Sherm and I have stayed overnight with each
other, it's cool." I said thinking about the times we had stayed with each
other checking to see whose cock was growing bigger and experimented with
jerking off and seeing who would have an orgasm first. Having an orgasm was
fantastic, it felt so good but the first time some of that white stuff oozed
from my cock it scared the shit out of me and I couldn't wait to tell
Sherman. He tried and it made him mad when he saw the stuff called sperm
coming out of my cock but he could only get the good feelings. When he did
come the first time he told me he was sitting on a toilet looking at a
girlie magazine.

"I know you have stayed overnight with Sherman several times Troy but I
don't like leaving you alone so much and you and he are such good friends."

"Mom, I'll be alright. Can I go to bed now, I'm kinda tired?"

"Yes you MAY young man and be sure and take a hot shower before you get in
bed. You shouldn't be out wearing just a sweatshirt and cut off sweat pants
Troy, you'll catch your death of cold. Its still March you know."

"Yes mother, I'll see you in the morning before you leave." I said feigning
irritation but giving her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek before running
up to my room.

"Not in the morning Troy, I have to be in by 7AM but I should be home by 3
in the afternoon. You do what you said you & Sherman were going to do for
Mr. Homan and then you clean up your room, it's a pig pen."

"Okay Mom, good night." I said closing the door and turning the light on
next to my bed and stripping my clothes off. The one good thing about my
bedroom being on the second floor, I could be naked without worrying about
anyone coming in.

I guess my room was typical of any teenager. I had a twin bed, chest of
drawers and a nightstand with small lamp and a student desk. I had a small
CD system; a Dell computer with a 15" monitor and my grandparents had given
me a 13" color television for my 13th birthday. In one corner of the room I
had some weights and I could workout naked and watch myself in the
full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door and there was one window
that gave me a view of the street.  Sherman's room window faced mine and we
would use flashlights and send messages too each other.

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The hardest thing was not having my dad around to talk with and ask about
all of the strange feelings that kept making me feel funny or why my cock
would get hard when I wrestled with another boy or looked at them naked in
the showers.  Sherman told me his dad caught him jerking off once in the
attic at his house and he told him all about sex with girls and what boys do
when they get those crazy feelings and their cocks get hard for no real
reason.

He said his dad told him that what he caught him doing was natural for boys
his age but be careful when he got those feelings and not let anyone else
know about how he was feeling. Some people were funny about sex and thought
it was nasty so the best thing was just to keep his zipper shut but that
didn't stop Sherman and me from looking at girlie magazines he found in his
brothers room and a magazine his sister had showing boys and men doing
things to each other and some of the guys were huge.

I didn't understand why looking at pictures of boys and men together made me
so hard and excited but they did. I started to ask Sherman about it but
changed my mind; he always got excited looking at pictures of naked boys and
girls fucking. I didn't really need the magazines for me to get horny
though, just looking at some of the older boys in the showers at school made
me horny but not as much as some of the good looking older men I saw in the
malls and public restrooms.

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The first time another guy touched me was when I was 13 years old and in the
balcony of the movie in a mall not far from where we lived. Sherman was off
on vacation with his family and mom was working so I went to an afternoon
matinee. There were not many people sitting in the balcony where Sherman and
I liked to sit and sometimes jerk off.

This particular afternoon when I was by myself, I could see someone sitting
all the way at the top of the balcony but I couldn't tell if he was old,
young, black or white since it was darker up at the top but I took a seat
about half way up and a few seats in from the aisle.

I had a large bucket of popcorn and a drink and scooting down in the seat I
held the bucket in my lap and sat the drink in the holder in the armrest
between the seats waiting for the movie to start. When it did start, I saw
someone sit in the aisle seat but no one had come in since I had so it had
to be the guy who was sitting at the top. I got a little nervous feeling in
my stomach and tried not to look at him but out of the corner of my eye I
could see he had one knee up on the back of the seat and his hand was moving
in his lap. I could see he was jerking off and every now and then he would
look over at me and move his free leg so I could see him jerking off. His
cock was huge and I could feel mine starting to get hard at the sight of
his.

I turned my head a little so I could see what he looked like in the light
being reflected from the movie screen. He was licking his lips and looked
like he was maybe 25 or 30 years old. He was wearing a black pullover golf
shirt and dark blue or black jeans. He had unzipped his jeans and had the
flaps laying back. His cock looked like it was 4 or 5" longer then mine but
I only had about 5" when it was hard. When I sit the popcorn bucket on the
floor, he got up and moved to the seat next to mine scaring me shitless at
first and I was nervous as hell. He didn't touch me but he leaned closer and
whispered, "you going to let me see yours?"

Looking around nervously I unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out and I
heard him suck air between his teeth and he pushed down on his cock with his
thumbs making it stretch out even further between his legs. I imitated him
and it made my cock look a little bigger but his looked like a huge sausage
and he waved it back and forth with his fingers looking at mine.

Without warning he reached over and wrapped his fingers around my cock and
squeezed causing me to breath in quick.

"You like that?" He said taking my hand and putting it on his cock. I pulled
back a little at first but it felt smooth, hot and I could feel it throbbing
when I wrapped my fingers around it.

He moaned a little and whispered again, "yeah kid play with it, slid the
skin over the head, make it feel good for me baby."

His hand was sliding up and down on my cock and I could feel the pressure
building in my balls. His cock was slippery with something oozing out of the
slit in the head and made my hand sticky.  He was moaning and jerking my
cock pretty hard and I knew I was about to shoot white stuff so I leaned
over and whispered, "Mr. I'm gonna shoot some stuff pretty soon if you keep
jerking me off."

"Yeah." He said looking at me with gleaming eyes and suddenly he lowered his
head in my lap and sucked my cock down into his mouth and throat. The
surprise and feeling made me let go of his cock and grab his head with both
of my hands but all I could do was groan at the feeling of his hot mouth
sucking on my cock. He kept sucking and my hips involuntarily lifted trying
to drive all of my cock deep in his mouth and the pressure was so intense in
my balls and cock my muscles started tightening up. It felt like my body was
on fire as my cock jerked and stuff started gushing out in thick spasms and
I pushed his head tighter down into my lap as my cock jerked and swelled
getting harder then I had ever felt before and he kept on sucking and
swallowing the stuff that was coming from inside of me.

When my cock started getting soft I felt his lips squeezing and his tongue
twisting around the head as it slipped from his lips, sending jerking shocks
through me. I sat still for a few minutes breathing real hard and I looked
over at him, he was waving his cock back and forth, "your turn kid, suck
it."

His tone scared me but I looked at him and said softly, "I ain't never done
that Mr., you're the first guy that ever sucked on me like that but I've
never done it to anyone."

"Just do what I did kid." He growled waving his cock around and stroking it.

"I don't know Mr. your cock is a lot bigger then mine, I don't think I can
do it."

"Come on kid. Take the head of it in your mouth and I'll jerk off while you
suck on it. I'm horny as hell." He said groping my crotch and squeezing my
cock making it start to swell again.

I put my hand on his cock again and slowly jerked him off trying to get my
nerve up while he played with my hardening cock. I had a feeling inside of
me that I wanted to try it but I wasn't sure, his cock was awesome looking.
He kept on whispering softly while I jerked him off.

"Yeah kid, that's it. Take it slow and easy and just put you lips over the
head and you can jerk me off or I'll do it while you suck on it. Yeah baby
that feels great, don't stop playing with that cock. Get your mouth on it
and suck it kid, you'll like it." He whispered putting his hand on the back
of my neck and pulling me closer.

Just as I started to lower my head a door slammed at the top of the balcony
and a voice called out not loud but menacingly.

"You guys take that shit somewhere else or I call the cops. This balcony is
not for that crap so get it out of here."

I pulled my jeans up and ran out of the seats away from the guy that had
sucked me off but I was scared shitless. When I got to the bottom of the
aisle I darted between the curtains to the exits and finished straightening
up my jeans before I went back in the mall. I looked around for the guy from
the movie but never saw him again but I liked what he had done and the way
he sucked my cock. Sherman and I went to that movie several times after that
but I never saw the guy.

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Thinking about the time that guy sucked on my cock always made me horny but
thinking about Mike made me feel the same way. I was getting excited
thinking about having sex with Mike and my cock was as hard as steel and my
balls ached. Stretching out on the bed I ran my hand over the head of my
cock spreading the pre-seminal fluid around the head and over the length of
it. Slowly sliding my hand up and down the slick length of my hot throbbing
cock and thinking about what sex with Mike might be like I closed my eyes
and rubbed the muscles of my chest and down over the thickening hair on my
stomach.  I felt the sperm starting to rise up through my cock as I stroked
it and my muscles starting to tighten while I thought about Mike's hot mouth
sucking on my throbbing teenage cock. God I wanted him and I moaned his name
loudly feeling the sperm shooting out of my cock all over my chest and
stomach in thick sticky streams. It felt like I had stopped breathing while
my hips bucked driving my cock upwards meeting each downward stroke. It must
have been several seconds before I started relaxing and I felt the sticky
fluid stop spurting and slowly oozing out over my hand and my cock getting
softer.

Spreading the sticky sperm over my chest and stomach so it wouldn't run off,
I went into the bathroom to take a shower still thinking about Mike,
wondering if sex would be better and then I remembered how I felt when the
guy in the movie had sucked me off.

That was incredible and I wanted to try it with Mike but each time I had
tried giving him a hint he seemed to ignore me and there were the guys he
was with. Rob was good looking but he didn't look like Mike. Mike was more
like my dad, a little taller then me with dark hair but he had blue eyes and
my dad and I had soft brown eyes. Mike was built like dad, broad shoulders a
small waist and thick muscles. Since he was a pilot Dad had to stay in shape
and he worked out a lot and he let me watch and every once in a while he let
me feel how hard his bicep was.  I wanted to feel Mike's muscles and see if
his were hard and I wanted to see how big his cock was, if it was as big as
the guy in the movies.

The shower water was hot and just thinking about him, my breathing was
heavier and I could feel my heart racing faster. Soaping up good, I wrapped
my fingers around my cock and jerked off again wishing Mike and I were in
the shower together his arms holding me tight. I didn't shoot as much the
second time but the feelings were awesome and it was like fireworks exploded
in my head. I had gotten horny looking at other guys but ever since I had
met Mike, I couldn't get him out of my mind, he excited me.

Drying off I got into bed more tired then I had been before I jerked off
twice. The pillow felt good under my head and the light blanket over me was
soft and felt good on my naked body.

The silvery light of the moon filtered through the sheer curtains that
covered the window and the last thing I remembered, before slipping off too
sleep,  was looking out the window and watching Mike jerking off in the
front seat of his car the first time we met.

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TBC