Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 02:45:39 CST From: Vince <armand@wt.net> Subject: On the Edge of Seventeen Parts 1&2 (M/t) corrected On the Edge of Seventeen by Armand This story depicts male to male sex. If you are under 18 years old then go away! This is fiction. In my stories, STD's do not exist but in reality, they do. Play safe, guys. We want everyone around for a long time! Send comments to: armand@wt.net --------------------- PART ONE I am a 37 year old male and its been a long time since I've had the pleasure of enjoying a young man. Then I met Benj. One fine April day, I was at the tennis courts, hitting the ball around. I play tennis to keep in shape. I am 165 lbs, 5'9 with a 32 inch waist, 40 inch chest and flat stomach. I had been there for about an hour when this young man came onto the court next to me. He had blonde hair, cute looks and a lean, not too muscular body. I figured him to be about 17 or 18, probably a jock from the local high school. Since some of my tennis balls had ended up on his court, I figured I should fetch them. I yelled hello to him as I retrieved them. He said hi back to me then asked if I had a partner. "No, I dont," I said as I got my balls. "Want to play a few games?" he asked. "I need some practice." I would have been a fool not to take this opportunity! "Yeah sure, man. That would be cool." I walked up to the net and and he did the same. We shook hands and introduced ourselves. "Im Keith." "Hi, Keith. Im Benj" he said. "I play on the high school team and need some practice for the upcoming tournament." "Thats cool, Benj. Im a weekend warrior." I said with a smile. "I could use some practice myself." I checked him out further, letting my eyes take in his young body from head to toe. Then we assumed our positions on the court, with him serving first. We played a set of tennis in the warm early evening sun, working up a sweat and having a good time. He ran me around the court and I held my own against this young man, making him rush to return serve and pushing him as best as I could. I was kinda surprised when I won the set 6 - 2. "Thats the set!" I yelled as his last volley went long. We met at the net and he shook my hand, breathing hard, his white t shirt clinging to his young body with sweat. "Good game!" he said as he shook my hand. "Seems my serve abandoned me." "You are rushing the serve, Benj. Thats why you keep hitting them into the net. Try tossing the ball up a just bit higher. It will give you more time to prepare. And you wont foot fault as much, either." "I foot faulted?" "Yeah, a couple of times, I think. I wasn't sure so I didnt say anything. But otherwise, you seem to have a good game. You had me on the run a few times." Me walked together to collect our gear. "When is your tournament, Benj?" "Saturday. I haven't won one yet. And it would be so cool to hold that trophy!" he replied. "Why dont we meet tomorrow and practice on that serve. Its only Tuesday, I could help you." He replied, "Ok, that would be great!" "Ok. Meet you here tomorrow, say....4 o'clock?" "Ok, Keith. Thanks." "No problem. Need a ride home?" "Well, yeah, I could use one. Im tired and dont want to have to walk. I dont live far, either." I got my stuff and then decided to take my shirt off before getting into the car. It was hot and my shirt was soaked with sweat. I looked at Benj as he walked from where his stuff was as I took my shirt off. I also noticed he watched me take it off. When he got to me, I walked with him, showing him where my car was. "Mind If I ask you a personal question?" he asked as I opened the trunk and tossed my bag inside. "Shoot." "How old are you?" he asked. "Im 37, Benj. Why?" "Just wondering." he replied. "I will be seventeen in two months." Then he stopped, dropped his gear and took his shirt off. I watched silently as he grabbed his t shirt and pulled it out of his tennis shorts. Then he lifted his arms and pulled it up and over his head, exposing his slick, flat, hairless stomach. His chest, also hairless, had two dark brown nipples on the well defined pecs. My cock twitched. "Woof!" I thought to myself. Then I said, "Feel better?" "Yeah." he said and smiled as he got in my car with his bag. I was smiling, too, but for other reasons. As I drove, we made small talk. He talked about school, his good grades, about how he and his mom lived alone because his dad had gotten killed in an automobile accident when he was three years old. I listened quietly, letting him chatter on. It seemed Benj never ran out of something to say. I would politely acknowledge what he was talking about, stealing glances at his slick chest and chocolate brown nipples, his cute smile, his dark blue eyes which seemed like an ocean I would love to drown in. I noticed the small patch of blond hair surrounding his navel, leading into his shorts. I wanted to follow that path and find out where it led. I could smell his body exuding the scent of youth. I allowed my eyes to wonder down to his legs, looking at the fine coat of blond hair on his muscular thighs. I checked out his crotch, too. By the time I dropped him off at his apartment, I had a full-fledged boner. "See you tomorrow, Keith", he said as he got out of the car. "4 o'clock. I'll be there. And thanks for the ride!" "Sure thing, Benj. See you tomorrow." I jacked off that night thinking about Benj and his youthful body. ------------------- On The Edge of Seventeen PART TWO I arrived at the tennis courts and Benj was already there. He was shirtless, wearing just his tennis shorts and shoes. God, he looked fine! His chest was wet with sweat which accentuated his pecs and abs. I was in heaven admiring at his young body. We played a few games, with me letting him serve so he could practice. It was fun! I enjoyed the exertion as well as the view of his hot bod. His serve improved and he was smiling from ear to ear when we decided to quit for the evening. Again, I offered him a ride home. On the way, he told me his mother works at the hospital as a registered nurse and that she works evenings so he is on pretty much on his own. Then he asked me what I had planned for the evening. "Not much, just dinner and then watching some TV before hitting the sack." I replied. "Probably a couple of brews before then." "Man, a beer would taste great right now," he said. "You drink while in training?" I asked. "Yeah, I know I shouldn't but sometimes me and the guys have a few just to unwind." I figured what the fuck. So I offered, "If you want, we could go to my house and relax with a couple of suds. But Im not sure your mom would approve." "Mom knows I drink a beer on occasion and I'll be home and in bed well before she gets there. Its cool. Really." "Are you sure?" I asked. "Yeah, its ok. I told her this morning that I would be practicing tennis and then hanging out with the guys so she knows I will be out." "Well, I dont know." I was apprehensive. I wanted to spend more time with Benj but I had to be careful. "Keith, look, its ok, really." he said. "And I dont have any homework to do. Please? Id like a beer. OK?" "Ok, ok, Benj. Just a couple then Im taking you home, ok?" "Deal!" he said and smiled. We got to my house and went inside. I got a couple of Coors Lights from the 'fridge and suggested we sit outside, next to the pool. "You have a pool?" he asked and looked out the back window. "Yeah, here," I said and offered him the beer. He took it from me and popped the top and then guzzled it down. "Mmmmm, that hits the spot!" I smiled at him and he smiled back. "Lets got outside. I want to take a dip in your pool. Im hot." "You sure are" I said to myself. We went out back and I turned on the radio I keep out there. Rock and Roll is my favorite music and Benj danced a small jig while drinking from his beer. I took a long swig from mine, trying to keep my composure with this hot young stud dancing infront of me. "God, that pool looks good, Keith. Im going in." Then he looked around. My backyard and pool is concealed behind a 7 foot wooden fence. No one can see in. He looked at me. "Is it ok for me to take these shorts off?" Fuck yeah its ok! I wanted to yell. Instead, I offered him a pair of swimming trunks. "No one can see us, right?" "Right." "Good, then Im going to swim in my jock, ok?" "Sure, if you want to." I replied. "Go ahead!" Oh fuck this was going to be good! I was smiling. "But only if you do too!" Benj said, smiling at me. I didnt say anything. I put my beer down and then put my hands on my shorts. I began to take them off. I had on a pair of shorts and briefs. Then a thought occurred to me. Fuck this... he is being forward and I can be forward too. "Fuck the briefs, Im going in naked!" I shucked my shorts and briefs quickly, stripping down totally naked. I had a semi hard on but fuck it.... I want to have some fun. I dived in the pool, naked as the day I was born. "Woo Hoo, Keith!!!! Way cool man! Here I come!!!!" He tore his shorts and jock off at the same time and dived in. I got a quick look at his cock and balls before he hit the water! It was grand! We swam around a bit, enjoying the feel of the cool water against our skin. We had a impromptu race from end to end of the pool, me trying to keep up with this young stud, him staying a length ahead of me the whole time. I didnt care one fucking bit. It gave me a great opportunity to see his naked ass!!! After four rounds back and forth, we stopped. I was out of breath and he was standing waist high in the water, breathing hard, his smooth chest heaving up and down. "I won!!" He yelled. "I let you win!" I yelled back. "Like fuck, you did!" and he splashed me. I splashed him back and then we got into a splashing war. I was laughing. He was laughing. We were having a great time. Then I jumped out of the pool and went to get my beer. Standing there naked with a semi hardon, I grabbed my beer and then got his and went back to the edge of the pool. I jumped back in and handed his beer to him. We finished them off and tossed the empty cans onto the sidewalk surrounding my pool. Then Benj asked, "Jason, are you gay?" "Yeah, Benj, I am." "Cool, me too!" he said and grabbed my head and dunked me underwater. I came up, coughing and gagging, not really in distress, just in shock of what I heard him say. He quickly swam from me and I pursued him, grabbing his foot and pulling him to me. I dunked him this time and he came up gagging and laughing, too. Then I stood there, the water at my waist, hiding my now totally hard dick. He looked at me and said, "Thats the first time I've admitted that to anyone." His eyes left mine and he lowered his head. I put raised my hand to his chin and lifted his head so we could look at each other. "Do you want to talk about it, Benj?" "Fuck, man. yeah, I do." "How about I get us a couple of beers and we can talk, ok?" Ok was all he said. "Ok, wait here, I will get us some towels." I swam to the edge of the pool and lifted myself out of the water. I went into the house and got a towel to wrap around myself as well as one for Benj. I got two beers from the refrigerator and headed back out. I sat the beers down and went to the edge of the pool where Benj was standing. I handed a towel to him and turned around so he could get out and conceal himself as I went to sit down. Benj soon joined me, his lower half wrapped in the towel. We talked for two hours. He told me everything, sometimes tearing up as he related things to me that he has been keeping inside of him..all those hard to say feelings and emotions that young gay men experience. I truly felt for him and I told him so. We cried together and we hugged a couple of times. It brought back memories of my childhood, growing up with the same emotions and feelings of being "different". Then it began to get late and I offered to take him home. We stood up and he moved to me. He embraced me and whispered "thank you" in my ear. I kissed him on the cheek and told him that he could count on me to be there if he wanted to talk again. As we embraced, his warm body excited me but I knew I had to control my urges. Then he moved from me and went to collect his clothes. We went inside and he got dressed in my bathroom as I dressed in my bedroom. Then I took him home. He was quiet on the way home and I let him have his silence. I knew he had a lot to think about. When I let him off at his apartment, he told me about the tennis tournament on Saturday and wanted me to be there. "I will be there to watch you kick some ass!" I replied and he smiled. "Thanks, Keith. For everything." "No problem, Benj. See you on Saturday, ok?" "K" He said and closed the door. continued in parts 3 and 4 Armand