Date: Sat, 27 Jan 2007 16:07:35 -0800 (PST)
From: Dennis Banneker <storiesnew@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hottest Kid In School - Chapter 2
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Hottest Kid in School - Chapter 2
by Dennis Banneker
StoriesNew@yahoo.com
January 23, 2007
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Hottest Kid in School
by Dennis Banneker
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Hank, 17
Peter, 15
January 23, 2007
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CHAPTER 2
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Recap.
[After Peter tutors Hank for a science test, they discover a
mutual attraction. Hank does what Peter had hoped to do first.
Peter, now sated but somewhat spent, had not been expecting
Hank's oral attentions.]
"Hank," I said, at a loss for words, "that was so good. I--I
don't know what to say."
"Your dick said it all, dumbass. I made ya horny."
We laughed. I wanted to please him so bad.
I was still hard.
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We fell into bed.
On our sides, facing each other, I felt so close to Hank. We
put our hands on each other's cheeks and stared. He rubbed his
fingers on my forehead, his little grin peaceful while I played
with his ears.
I wondered if he had a sense of victory--like maybe he'd
conquered me somehow. I wouldn't mind how he thought of me.
Hank is the most wonderful, sexiest guy on earth--and he was in
my bed, holding me, and he'd just made love to me with his mouth.
We stayed like that, absorbing each other in the most
soothing silence, the quiet multiplying the affection we felt.
So much was happening with our eyes--an intimacy that had me
bursting inside. By the feel of him poking into my leg, I
wondered how Hank could feel peaceful. I thought he'd be wild
with desire to release his pent-up need. Maybe he was just
patient and had lots of control.
I was in a daze, stunned at what he had done to me--for me--
and my face had a permanent smile.
"Yeah, Hank, you made me horny." It felt good to tell him
that, using his words. "I still can't believe you're here--and
you made me feel so good."
"Peter," he said softly, rubbing my shoulders so tenderly,
"you were helping me, pouring your heart out to teach me that
stuff. That got to me, man, and you made me so horny, especially
when I . . . had you in my mouth."
I held his big cock gently as he spoke, feeling its hardness
and gentle throbs--and the thrill he gave me with his words. I
had no clue what to say.
"You're a beautiful man, Hank."
I had a feeling that would make him blush, but seeing it
happen on his face was totally exciting.
"You caught my eye when I saw you at the track meet last
Spring. You're cute as hell, Peter. And you're a good guy," he
said, his head in my neck, his words and his deep voice giving me
goose bumps.
I was dizzy with him, with our intimacy, that the impossible
had happened. It seemed incredible that I was in bed with the
man of my dreams, and he made me come right away--that after all
my nightly fantasies, I didn't attack him first. Well, I *did*
attack him first--but only for a few.
I started to feel guilty that I wasn't busy making him come,
so I slid my finger along his shaft. Then I felt better.
"Mmm. Feels good, Peter." He put his hand around my dick,
causing a huge throb. "I like making it do that," he said with a
knowing grin and another cute blush.
I loved that his bone jumped. I felt a little puddle of
precum on him. He was definitely in need.
I still felt weird that I came first, but this might work out
better. He was horny to the max and I would get the full force
of him.
From the look on Hank's face, I could tell he was very happy
that he made me horny--like this really turned him on. I was
thinking, if *that* made him happy, wait till my lips and I
*really* get going on his dick. I was anxious to do that.
I could feel the smile on my face widen as we stared at each
other. Something was happening with our eyes again, and it
excited me. The look of him and everything he said had me
panting. I might never breathe right again.
Hank made more room for me on the bed and I slid in closer to
him. Before I could do anything else, he pulled me into him.
"Mmmm, nice," he said, sounding very relaxed.
How could he do that--so boned up, he hadn't come yet, and he
sounds just fine? I kept my hold on his dick.
"I wanna make love to you--to this--so bad. It's big. And
so warm." And it was hard as stone.
I said it but I was afraid. Afraid that when he came
everything would change. I could kick myself for thinking that,
but fear makes you do weird things.
"You're hard again," he said.
"You did that."
This made Hank grin--a country-boy, 'Aw shit, 'tweren't
nothin,' grin--the kind that made me tingly and warm inside.
"Oh, I did, huh?"
"Mmm, yeah," I said lazily.
When he put his hand around my dick and kissed my chest, I
didn't have any fear. I felt guilty that I wasn't doing that to
*him.*
"This is fun," he said, giving me a hundred little kisses on
my chest, adoring it in his own way. He kissed all the way up to
my neck. Then he got playful and kissed down to my navel,
tickling it with his tongue.
"Ah!"
"Ticklish?" he said with a mischievous look.
"Um--a little."
He went back to my chest, licking and teasing my nipples. At
least *I* thought it was teasing.
"Your nipples are all nubby." There was his lopsided, boyish
smile--the one that thrilled me down to my toes.
"What about this?" I said anxiously, squeezing his thick
manhood, wanting to make love to it.
"What about it?" he said, his coy smile making me throb all
over again. I could not believe Hank could be so cool and casual
when I was sure he was dying to come.
"It's hard and ready to go."
"Yeah--maybe."
I craved him in my mouth so bad--to make the dreams come
true--but I thought about what he wanted.
"Um--well, do you still wanna fuck me?"
"Yeah," he said, letting the subject drop like a lead weight.
The silence was too much. I waited until I was bursting.
"So, um--do you wanna do it now?"
"No," he said calmly.
His masculine qualities, or whatever it was, were driving me
up the wall.
"Why not?"
"I like you too much. I wanna do it--but later. And I want
it to be right."
"Right?"
"I thought about it," he said, his face scrunched up
solemnly. "If I did it now, Id be like the jock taking
advantage of 'the kid.' I don't wanna rape you. And I got the
message--that you're a virgin."
I think my jaw dropped.
"Oh, Hank--I would never think of . . . I mean, you can't
rape me. I WANT you." I was speechless. But I didn't let go of
his manhood.
"I'm fighting it," he said, admitting he was horny, taking a
deep breath and reaching for his dick, wanting to stroke himself.
I didn't want him frustrated, but I wouldn't let him have access
to his cock, and my hand shook his away.
"It's MINE, now," I said without thinking, totally shocked at
myself. The fear came back. I expected his anger.
"Oh."
"Hank--I'm sorry." I was so stunned, I let go of his cock.
"Sorry? Nah. That's the rules man. When the other guy
takes possession, you gotta play his game."
"What?"
"You got the ball, now." His grin was precious.
"I do? Okay." I couldn't believe this.
I guess this is what happens when you're with a gung-ho
football player who's totally masculine and has too much self-
control. I was confused for a moment, then I knew what to do.
I went for the fulfillment of my nightly fantasies.
I pulled Hank out of bed so he could stand. I had his dick
in my mouth before he knew what hit him. And I felt so sexy on
my knees in front of him while the heat of his hardness soaked
into my mouth. The good taste of his precum thrilled me, and I
used my tongue to play with it.
I pounded my head against him, choking myself, trying to get
the whole thing in, awed with the size and warmth of his cock. I
sucked what I could, wiggling my tongue against his nice pole.
But, like me, he couldn't last.
"FUCK!" he shouted, taking my head in his powerful hands,
filling my mouth with cum--four, five, six--I don't know how many
spurts of his high-octane athlete's stuff.
I felt his power--strong, quick, rapid-fire spurts, each one
giving me a throb down below. He thrilled me--the taste of him,
his moves--the way he squirmed and moaned while he came; the feel
and taste of his man-stuff blasting in, filling my mouth and
throat.
There was nothing soft or gradual--the twists of his body,
the shots of his cum--sudden, hard--as if by sheer force he would
permeate every part of me with his maleness.
I swallowed, grateful for every last bit of his essence.
There was more to it. Hank was giving me his potent intimate
selfhood, which came from the most private part of him. If I
didn't pass out from how awesome this was, I never would.
I actually had my arms wrapped around his body, my hands
pressing into his hard butt cheeks, adding to my excitement. His
thrusts became sporadic as the flow of him slowed and I felt like
I would come, myself.
This was the moment--he passed the peak and was sated now.
Would he stay or flee? For the time being, Hank was collapsed on
my bed, panting--and he was so sexy breathing like that. He had
come his guts out for me and needed to recover.
I crawled into bed and got beside him, taking him in my arms,
rubbing his hair--and feeling a joy I didn't think possible.
It wasn't long before Hank scrambled and got on top of me.
The athlete in him would not rest. He was still hard. A drop of
his cum dripped to my leg. I was thrilled.
"I didn't . . . expect any of this to happen," he said
breathlessly, "but that was awesome, Peter."
"Oh, God," I said, every muscle tensing. I was out of
breath, too.
"I wore you out?" he said with a grin, the lopsided one that
tightened my balls.
"No--well, a little. You're very exciting, Hank."
"Shit. Exciting? You're the cutest kid in the whole school,
man."
"You're the hottest."
"Haha! Okay, it's a draw. . . . But, what a come!"
"You're so exciting, Hank, I can't--"
"You and your tight little body--you gave me a hardon that
was . . . fuck, it was a record. Then your mouth wrapped around
it and . . . I just blew, man. It felt so fucking good."
"Hank--you don't know . . . how good you make me feel."
"Shit. How do YOU know?! Maybe I DO!"
We laughed and rolled around on the bed--my bed. I wondered
if it was happy, too. It had to be, with Hank in it.
His fingers threatened to tickle me.
"Okay, okay! I believe you do! I swear!"
"Fuck. How could I NOT know how good you felt? I had my
hands all over your hot little body while you came a huge load."
"My body's hot?"
"Do I gotta tickle it into you?"
"No, no." I would say anything to avoid tickling.
"Shit, you're so much fun, dude."
*I* was fun? *He* was making it fun.
I went into my worry mode. I hoped against hope that he
would stay a while. I didn't feel I should ask him to. It
wouldn't be right. I looked at the clock, hoping it was early.
"Dang--it's after ten."
"Hmm?" he said, eyes half open.
"It's LATE."
"Leave a note for your mother," he said, hugging me, taking
away my doubts.
"What?"
"I can stay over. My mom called yours and I think they
already talked about it." He had his eyes closed and a wonderful
look on his face.
"Oh, HANK!"
Then he opened them, bursting out laughing. "I knew that
would make ya happy. Wanted to surprise ya."
"Oh, God! I get to have you in my bed?"
"Yeah, sexy. Made me happy as hell knowin I could be here
with ya. You get to fuck me, too. I want you to do that."
"Huh? Why?"
"So you'll know I didn't come over here to rape you. Then
I'll feel better. Then I can fuck ya. If you'll let me."
He's going to feel better after *I* fuck *him?* His idea of
justice was incredible.
"Let you? I want you Hank," I said, trembling, taking off
his socks, admiring his calm happy face and loving the little
tremble in his hands.
Just baring his feet, I felt the kind of closeness I'd always
wanted. I thought his feet were cute.
Now, I was *loving* the idea that he was going to put himself
in me--and scared that he wanted *me* to do that first.
"Shit. I knew I wanted you . . . but I didn't know it would
feel this good to be in bed with ya," he said, hugging me with
all his athletic strength and warmth. The heat of Hank's body
was fantastic.
All I could do was feel the thrill in my heart and hug him.
"I don't know if I can do it."
"Do what?"
"You know . . . fuck you," I said, feeling my face get hot.
"You want me to show you? I think I know how it's done."
"No," I said, giving Hank a deep blush along with my own.
"What do you mean--you THINK you know?"
"You're the *first,* Peter," he said tenderly, stroking my
face. "The only."
I was thinking, 'Oh my God, this is too much!' There was no
good answer. I hugged him tighter than ever.
"Hank, this is so good," I said.
"YEAH, it is," he said, wiggling his sexy self against me.
I felt drugged from the excitement of it all. Then it hit my
foggy brain--Hank was *my* first, too.
"Hank--you're *my* first."
"That's so fuckin good, man."
I could tell that aroused him.
"So--what do you wanna--"
"I feel sweaty. Can I take a shower?"
"Oh, sure. Door's right here. Should be lots of towels."
"Okay, dude," he said, "I'm headin for the shower." He went
right to it.
It was so easy for him to do things. I could not believe I
was watching Hank Thornton getting out of *my* bed and walking
naked right in front of me. He had a cute butt, too.
With him in the bathroom, I felt wrong and very alone sitting
by myself in my room.
I was dying to be with him. But what could I do--walk in on
him and say, 'I'm here because I'm lonely without you'? That
would sound just great. Not!
"Hey!" a strong voice said, making me jump. Of course it was
Hank, but it took me a second to realize it.
"Hank--what are you--"
"You're supposed to be in there with ME," he said.
"Oh." He had no idea how he'd just thrilled me. "Rules
again?" I smiled at him.
"Hell, yeah. You got possession. You gotta stick with the
ball, man."
"Mmm. Ow!" I said, trying to walk into the bathroom and
getting stopped by a pair of long arms in the doorway. And a
hug. And a kiss. And a tighter hug. "I didn't know this was a
toll road."
"Shit, yeah. One more kiss and you're all paid up."
"Oh--something's in the way. Something long and hard."
"That don't matter. You're up next," he said, tapping my
bone and grabbing it, hugging me tighter.
"Up next? What'd we do, switch to baseball?" The feel of
his bouncing cock under my balls was driving me crazy.
"No, that's just MY rules. Player rotation."
Then, Hank hesitated. I could tell he was thinking.
"Everything okay?" I was getting nervous, so I had to ask.
"Yeah. I never thought I'd say this . . . but I want your
cock up my ass. Don't get me wrong--I wanna fuck you so bad--"
"Oh God, Hank." I was weak from what he just said. "I want
yours. I know you want that--you even asked me."
"Shit, yeah, I'm dyin. But you gotta be first."
"Okay. I guess that ends the shower idea."
"Fuck, no. I gotta feel clean--not just for me," he said,
blushing. He was so hot-looking like that.
"Oh. Okay," I said, leaning into him. "Can't we let YOU be
first?"
"No." He dragged me into the bathroom.
"Wait, I gotta take my socks off!" Hank was adjusting the
water.
"Hurry up, goofball. The clock is running."
The way Hank touched his dick, I knew that meant he was
getting desperate. That was okay with me!
In the shower, I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth
again. I felt so sexual doing that with the water running over
us. Sliding my lips over him was heavenly. I'd dreamed of this
so many times. I could never do it enough.
"So hot and strong," I said, taking a breath, knowing his
dick was big and beautiful, like the rest of him.
"Hey, sexy," he said softly, "I'm savin it for ya--remember?"
What a gentle way to tell me to stop! I began to realize there
was a lot more to Hank than met the eye.
"All right. Just don't get blue balls," I said, sliding off
and taking his balls into my mouth. They barely fit.
"Oh, fuck!" he said explosively. Hank Thornton went weak and
slid down the wall, landing on his butt.
"Are you hurt?"
"Fuck, no. You hit a nerve or somethin. That was hot."
He looked cute sitting at the bottom of the tub. I knew he
didn't want to stay there. I reached out and helped him stand.
"I almost died when you started to slip. You okay, Hank?"
"No, I'm gonna need twelve massages."
"I could do THAT!"
"You're too nice, dude. I'm fine, man."
"I'll give you a sample," I said, getting behind him, rubbing
his shoulders.
"Ah! Damn, you're good. Might need more than twelve."
"Your muscles feel so big." My chest pressed into his back.
"I never thought I'd get to touch them."
"That sounds good. I'm glad you're touching them," he said,
reaching his long arms behind me, pressing me and my stiff cock
into him. "There's a few muscles on YOU I wanna touch."
"Hank--I wanted you for so long."
"Makes me horny when you say that."
With Hank's arms clamping us together, Peter junior found
the groove of Hank's butt as his arms clamped us together.
"Oh, God!" I said as the heat of his crevice poured into
my dick--tweaking my hardon.
"Fuck, that feels good!" he said, excitement in his voice.
"Oh, Hank." I was melting. I wanted to say, 'Just fuck my
brains out and I won't care about anything else.' But I knew I'd
never say that.
Somehow, we managed to wash each other like it was everyday
stuff, but I was out of it--burning energy like fire, surrounded
by all Hank's manliness and sexuality. I couldn't think. I
hardly knew what I was doing. I have a feeling Hank did more
washing than I did. He got us both clean, and it was hot,
watching him wash himself. We broke a speed record, I think--
and were out of the shower, back in my bed so fast.
"Where's your lube?" he whispered, holding me as we lay face
to face, his mouth at my ear.
It was so sudden, so sexy, I was going to come on the sheet.
"Right here," I said, reaching under the mattress and pulling
it out. "Are you--"
"Use it."
That was it. Two words. 'Use it,' he'd said.
Aha! Maybe he *was* getting desperate. Maybe his big weapon
didn't want to wait much longer. How I hoped that was true. My
cock ached, wanting to feel Hank Thornton fuck me in the horniest
moment of his life.
"Yeah, I'll use it. I'll make love to you with it," I
said daringly, gently rubbing lots of the stuff on him and my
dick--surprised at how hard and strong his hole felt.
I felt weird, touching him there. At first. Then it seemed
like he'd opened himself to me--as if each act of intimacy had
built upon the last, fueling the fire that melted the ultimate
barrier. This was a sharing so private, it overwhelmed me. I
could enjoy it now, knowing he wasn't doing this out of duty--
he was inviting me in.
The crevice between his mounds was a new thing--hidden until
now, its secret pleasures revealed only in solemn trust.
I pressed the length of my finger against the hot valley.
"Fuck, it feels good."
"To me, too," I said, gulping.
This was sensual overload. I loved touching him. I had
expected intimacy . . . but this! I had wanted *him* to do this
first, but I knew he needed it this way for a special reason--and
I would please him, yield to him.
I'd seen pictures--practiced in my dreams--so I knew I wanted
him facing me and his legs needed to go on my shoulders. It was
like he read my mind--each time I made a move, he made the right
one to help me. Soon, we were in position--with me over him,
giddy with the feel of his feet on my shoulders--staring at his
muscular chest and handsome face.
I imagined that when he would let himself take his place over
me, he might feel a sense of power, control maybe. I didn't feel
that but expected to feel his power going into me when I joined
with him. But for now, I held that place.
"Yeah, go for it, sexy dude," he said, making me throb.
"Ohhh!"
It was instinct to know that his hole would be small, compared
with my dick--not that I was huge. So I knew I couldn't just
shove it in, I thought, lubing my cock.
"Yesssss," he said as I put the head of my dick against his
hot opening. The heat surprised me, and Peter junior throbbed.
I didn't know what to do next, but I grabbed Hank's ribs.
He jumped.
"Sorry."
"No--you feel so hot, Peter--I can't wait," he said,
wiggling. I wondered if that was a natural reaction.
"Oh, Hank!"
"Do it, man."
My dick was thin enough that after a few tries, I got the
head in. Hank didn't seem to be hurting, but I wasn't sure.
"Is it okay?"
"Oh--fuck, yeah!"
With the little control I had, I slowly let myself sink into
him. The deeper I went, the hotter his insides were--until I ran
out of dick and felt his pubes pressing on my abs.
"God--you feel so hot!"
"I can't believe this," he said, sounding totally awed.
I had the most incredible sensation--like his whole body
focused on my cock. I pulled back and slid back in.
"Hank--OH!" I shouted, firing cum into him suddenly. He took
my breath away, and I lost all control.
"Geez! Yeah!"
I shoved my little dick into his hot tightness, yelling--
grabbing his arms, his hair, his shoulders--shooting cum,
writhing and squirming with him as our bodies danced. Hank was
right about having a hair trigger. I pumped Peter junior into
him forever. And it felt so good.
"Oh, Hank!"
"Peter . . . man! I didn't know it could feel like THIS.
Shit, the way you came! So fucking hot."
"Mmm. Did your butt like it?" I said, panting, enjoying each
second, feeling Hank's approval while my cock throbbed inside
him. It felt rare and beautiful, being joined this way.
"Hell, yeah. Your dick is strong, man--I feel it pulsin."
I wanted to feel what *he* was feeling, but it was wonderful
that he let me do this first.
Then I focused on Hank. I wanted *him.* The more I looked
at his face, the more my body craved him and wanted him to
release himself inside me--to give me his manhood, stretch me
with it, and infuse me with its masculine power--a hunger I felt
for the first time.
"Fuck me, Hank. I want you so bad."
"Holy shit!"
"Yeah."
I had set a spring into action. Hank grabbed me, flipped my
body around, lubed my hole, and was stroking his cock with the
stuff. He looked so incredibly hot with my legs on his
shoulders, his big manhood standing proudly, ready to impale me.
His chest and face moved in closer and I knew the moment
had arrived. This was it. Hank was going to take over and make
love to me this special way.
"Oh, baby!" he said as his hard, well-lubed cock made its
first contact.
"Hank--it's huge! But I want it."
"I'll go as slow as I can," he said, shaking with excitement,
pushing himself against me. "I want you so fuckin bad!"
Those were the magic words. I relaxed for the moment,
yielded to his manly pressure--that beautiful part of him--hard,
thick with need, too inflamed now to be denied.
The first inch of him stretching me overwhelmed me--Hank's
hardness a hot poker heating my insides as it pressed in, slowly
down, making its own path to find the satisfaction it needed--he
needed--so desperately.
"Hank--oh, it hurts!"
"I don't want to hurt you, Peter--I swear!" he said, making
to pull out, trembling with the effort it took for him to stop.
"No, don't move." I said, touching his chest, "I love you in
me. Just don't move. Stay there a few."
"I can wait, dammit."
"I can't."
I relaxed more, wanting all of him in me so bad. The pain
subsided.
"It's okay. Make love to me."
He inched forward, his progress achingly slow--I could tell
from his trembling muscles. I felt bad for him, knowing how much
he needed this, and I had him barely moving.
"I'm okay, Hank. Do it."
He plunged the rest of his manhood into me.
"Oh . . . yes," I said, delirious for him now.
I bucked, shoving my butt at him while he stabbed me with
welcome thrusts of his maleness--the hard pole that gave itself
to me while it took its pleasure. He tried to control himself
but he was wild now. I loved him this way--shoving himself into
me, sweating, moaning--his face distorting erotically as his
powerful hips moved me across the bed.
"Yaaaawwww!" he screamed, a sound that came from the depths
of him, announcing his speeding cum bursting out with massive
throbs of his penis--the colossal pulsation that told me he was
filling me now, filling me with himself. His voice and face
showed the ecstasy he felt as his big body pounded against mine.
The bliss on his face was contagious. I smiled, full with the
sheer thrill of him.
"Oh, Hank. Oh, yes! Oh, God!"
He was stronger now, his body a machine of perfection. I
didn't know what pleasure was until then--feeling his scepter
filled with desire plowing me incessantly, until I thought my own
selfhood would spew into his glorious chest.
"Yeah! Fuck, YEAH!"
I loved hearing that--the sounds of him, deep into his
pleasure. He soon slowed--his lesser strokes just as thrilling,
and sensual as before.
"Holy fuckin shit, Peter."
I knew it was good for him but asked anyway.
"Is that good?"
"Yeah, it's good, dumbass. I'm hooked on you, Peter. You're
stuck with me now."
"Okay," I said, sounding totally stupid--and for the first
time, thinking that was okay. He'd fucked me silly. He had to
know that. Stuck with him? That would be wonderful.
"Shit! NUTHIN ever felt this good!"
"Ooo."
He saw me grinning up at him. He filled me with his passion
--Hank Thornton and his horny partner had made love for the first
time in their lives--and I was breathless.
"Goddamm, you are one fuckin sexy kid . . . so beautiful," he
said--getting quieter with each syllable, leaning forward slowly
to kiss me.
With that kiss, Hank Thornton electrified me, made me his--
put the stamp of his manhood inside me. We were bonded now, his
thick stalk still embedded, its throbs reminding me of his
strength, beauty, and gentle honest ways--and the boyhood that
would always be a part of us.
With my arms around him as his kissed me, I closed my eyes
and made him mine in my own special way. I was in heaven, now--
in Hank's strong arms. Nothing bad could happen here.
by Dennis Banneker SCROLL DOWN TO SEE STORY LIST
StoriesNew@yahoo.com
Any comments would be great! Hank-hkis/ch 2/W-rm 2.0
Will you let me know what you think? If you're not sure what to
say, tell me what you liked (that's the best), or just say hello
. . . or whatever. :-) Thank you.
--Dennis StoriesNew@yahoo.com
If you have lots to say about the story, don't worry. Long
emails are nice. :-) Just please no forwards or attachments.
(No website, no commercial connections--just little ol' me.)
That's all I wrote so far. Thanks for reading.
Hope you liked it.
The story list below starts with a few explanations.
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LIST OF ALL STORIES (WITH PARTIAL LINKS) BY
Dennis Banneker (StoriesNew)
If you read any of these, I'd love to hear from you. :-)
StoriesNew@yahoo.com
23 January 2007
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THE STORY LIST INCLUDES:
25 stories (by me), grouped under the following 8 headings:
- HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE
- CELEBRITY
- SCOUT/CAMPING These are my headings,
- BROTHER STORIES not necessarily Nifty's categories.
- MEDICAL EXAMS
- ADULT-YOUTH (tender, caring)
- DAD-SON INCEST (tender, caring)
- "NO PAIN NO GAIN"
All my stories are on Nifty. (www.nifty.org)
Donate to Nifty. It's easy, and you can do it anonymously.
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WARNING: YOU MUST BE LEGALLY QUALIFIED TO USE THESE LINKS
AND TO READ EXPLICIT HOMOSEXUAL STORIES TO WHICH THEY LEAD.
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NOTE: So far, only about 2/3 of my stories are listed in
Nifty's author section. You can find them under STORIESNEW.
However, the only complete list is below:
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FOR DETAILED STEP-BY-STEP DIRECTIONS on how to use the links or
how to search for a story by date or title, see Chapter 6 of:
"Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother." (NIFTY-Gay Incest.
December 28, 2006) Story #10, below.
/gay/incest/getting-to-know-my-hot-big-brother/
Brief directions 'HOW TO USE THE LINKS' are also below.
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LIST OF STORY TITLES AND LINKS - 3 NEWEST STORIES LISTED FIRST
"Hottest Kid in School"
(#25)
/gay/highschool/hottest-kid-in-school/
/gay athletics/hottest-kid-in-school/
"I Taught My Brother To Jerk Off!"
(#24)
/gay/incest/i-taught-my-brother-to-jerk-off/
(Above link has been corrected since Chapter 1 posted. This
story first appeared with the word HOW in the title.)
"Five Day Sexual Teasing Ordeal" (Kyle, 17)
(#23)
/gay/authoritarian/five-day-sexual-teasing-ordeal/
(STORY LIST CONTINUES BELOW - stories 1 through 22)
HOW TO USE THE LINKS - BRIEF OUTLINE: 1) Go to www.nifty.org
2) Scroll down and click Gay Male stories. 3) In BROWSER,
erase /gay (if present), and anything to the RIGHT of it.
4) Paste or type any of the links below into browser, adding it
to the address already there, making sure you DON'T have
/gay twice. 5) click 'GO' or whatever your browser requires.
6) See a Nifty listing of all chapters of the story you selected.
IF YOU ARE NOT AT A NIFTY SITE, the links will not work. Go to:
www.nifty.org before trying to use these [partial] links. See
steps 2 through 6, above.
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HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE STORIES (3)
1. Kevin's Horny High School Days and Boy Discoveries.
/gay/highschool/kevins-horny-high-school-days/
2. Crazy for Chad. (Love story)
/gay/highschool/crazy-for-chad/
3. Special Sale [on Boys' Trousers and Underwear].
Listed as just "SPECIAL SALE." 17 year-old clothing
salesman does a LOT more than sell and fit clothes.
The air gets hot in the fitting room.
/gay/highschool/special-sale/
CELEBRITY STORY (1)
4. The Sexual Adventures of Superbboy.
/gay/celebrity/sexual-adventures-of-superbboy/
(Author's note: Not your usual celeb story. Mark Trent
is very sexy as Superbboy, and uses powers sparingly.
There is no mystery or magic. Chapter 1 depicts his
sexual awakening.)
SCOUT/CAMPING STORY (1)
Category: gay /camping
5. Scout Campout Qualifying Competitions.
/gay/camping/scout-campout-qualifying-competitions/
BROTHER STORIES (8) - (#6 thru #12 + 1 at top of list = 8)
All the brother stories depict a loving relationship.
6. Hot N Horny Macho Brothers.
/gay/incest/hot-n-horny-macho-brothers/
7. Brothers' House of Many Pleasures.
/gay/incest/brothers-house-of-many-pleasures/
8. Teasing Hot Little Brother.
/gay/incest/teasing-hot-little-brother/
(they try a little bondage - in ch. 7 only)
9. Eyes for My Hot Little Brother.
/gay/incest/eyes-for-my-hot-little-brother/
10. Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother.
/gay/incest/getting-to-know-my-hot-big-brother/
*DETAILED DIRECTIONS FOR FINDING STORIES by several methods:
See the STORY LIST in Chapter 6 of this series.*
(Nifty Gay Incest, December 28, 2006 NOTE: Some dates and
total number of stories in that chapter will be obsolete
because more stories and chapters were added since then.)
11. Little Brother Wanted it Bad.
/gay/incest/little-brother-wanted-it-bad/
12. Discovering My Little Brother.
/gay/incest/discovering-my-little-brother/
MEDICAL EXAMS (COUNTED AS ADULT-YOUTH)
Category: Gay /adult-youth
13. Medical Exams [for Josh and his Brothers.]
Listed as "Medical Exams"
/gay/adult-youth/medical-exams/
(Other Adult-Youth stories, see below)
ADULT-YOUTH STORIES (4)
14. Boiz New Age School of Sexual Education.
/gay/adult-youth/boiz-new-age-school/
15. Boy Who Was Late for School.
/gay/adult-youth/boy-who-was-late-for-school/
16. Finding the Boy Who Stole My Heart
/gay/adult-youth/finding-the-boy-who-stole-my-heart/
(See also "Medical Exams" #13, above)
DAD-SON INCEST STORY (1)
17. My Son Drives Me Crazy.
(A loving father agonizes over his attraction
to his tempting, 14-year-old son, Jason.)
/gay/incest/my-son-drives-me-crazy/
"NO PAIN, NO GAIN" STORIES (5)
18. Teaching My Son a Hard Lesson.
/gay/incest/teaching-my-son-a-hard-lesson/
19. Spankin High School Club Initiation.
/gay/highschool/spankin-high-school-club-initiation/
(Please note there are 2 titles with the phrase
"Spankin' High" in them. When you write, be sure
to let me know which story you read or mention the
story by number. Sorry, I didn't think of that
when I picked the titles.)
20. Howling from the Reform School Basement.
gay/authoritarian/howling-from-the-reform-school-basement/
21. Getting it Hard at Spankin' High.
/gay/authoritarian/gettin-it-hard-at-spankin-high/
22. Frat Initiation Hell Week.
/gay/authoritarian/frat-initiation-hell-week
FOR DETAILED STEP-BY-STEP DIRECTIONS on how to use the links or
how to search by date or title, see Chapter 6 of "Getting to Know
My Hot Big Brother." (NIFTY-Gay Incest. December 28, 2006)
/gay/incest/getting-to-know-my-hot-big-brother/
Once you get the hang of it, links are easier and faster,
(and you never have deal with dates or spelling).
:-) Thanks,
Dennis (StoriesNew)
StoriesNew@yahoo.com