Date: Sun, 03 Feb 2002 23:04:18 GMT
From: starsong@subdimension.com
Subject: Alex and Dan

Disclaimer:
	This story is a work of adult erotic fiction, with
homosexual themes.  If you're not legal or not interested,
go elsewhere.

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starsong sez:

Well, this is my first ever published erotic story.  It's
mostly a sex scene, but I hope I've managed to convey some
sense of emotion.  College boys Alex and Dan are both
characters in a bigger story that I tried to write but went
nowhere, so instead of saddling you with the whole mess I
thought I'm give you this glimpse into their history.  I'm
not a writer (actually a science major), so any
spelling/grammar/continuity errors are mine and I apologize
for them.  Feedback is encouraged, flames will be ignored
(but flamers are always welcome... *snicker*).


"Alex and Dan"
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I followed him in, nervously, and closed the door.  He sat
down on the edge of the bed, and we looked at each other for
a few long seconds.  Neither of us had done anything like
this before, and I was more than a little scared.

"So...," he mumbled, his voice trailing off into
uncertainty.  Now I really was feeling uncomfortable.  I
sighed.

"Look, Dan, maybe this wasn't as good an idea as we
thought..."

"No, I mean, I want to, but..."

"But?"

"But..."  He stopped talking and started fidgeting with the
edge of the bedsheet. "I really want to.  I do.  I just feel
really weird about it.  I mean, I didn't even have *friends*
most of my life, and now we're gonna..."

"You don't want to?"

"No, I just... I just don't know how to act.  I feel like my
stomach's full of worms."  Dan let go of the sheet and
looked up at me with a touch of fear in his eyes.  His
expression softened.  "But I want to."  He patted the bed
next to him, and fortunately my legs worked long enough for
me sit down without falling over.  I looked at him, and some
disconnected part of me put my hand on the small of his
back.  We looked at each other for another eternity, and
then I felt him move.

Everyone says that your first kiss is like dynamite, with
fireworks in the sky and chills running through your body.
That's what I had always read, in the part of the story
between the obligatory introduction and the rampant sex.  It
wasn't like that with Dan; it was much deeper and more
fundamental.  When our lips met, it was...nice.  Well, okay,
more like great.  There were no fireworks, no explosions,
but feeling him that close to me felt sooooo right.
Touching him was like slipping into a warm bath, safe and
comfortable and relaxing.  I felt all my fear rush out of
me, and I gently broke the kiss.

"Dan..."  I started, and ran my hand through his hair.  He
put a finger on my lips, and leaned in again.

I don't know how long we sat there, fully clothed, barely
touching, just being happy together.  When we broke again
Dan grabbed the collar of his t-shirt and drew it over his
head in a single fluid motion.  I traced a line down his
slender chest with one finger, between his perfect nipples,
each tan nub standing perfectly erect in the warm air of the
room.  He gasped quietly,  running his hands across the back
of my neck as he leaned in again to kiss me.  He touched the
edge of my shirt, and it joined his in a pile on the floor.
My hands went further, toying with the zipper on his cargo
shorts.  Letting out a sigh, Dan collapsed back onto the bed
and kicked off his shoes, looking at me with eager eyes.
Grinning slightly, I slowly pulled the shorts down and off
his legs.

I paused to catch my breath, and couldn't believe what I was
looking at.  This beautiful, young, green-eyed boy, lying
next to me in nothing but an old pair of briefs, looking at
me with love and anticipation in his eyes.  I was so happy I
almost passed out.  He looked at me oddly.

"Why'd you stop?"

"No reason.  I just like looking at you, that's all."

He let out a beautiful laugh and swept off his briefs,
tossing them at me.  The smell was intoxicating; faint
cologne, sweat, and Dan.  His dick, freed from the tight
confines of the briefs, stood starkly erect.  It was
beautiful, six inches long and perfectly smooth.  I realized
with only mild surprise that he was uncircumcised; the shiny
tip of his dick peeped curiously out of his foreskin.

"Like what you see?"

"Heh, yes.  God you're beautiful."  I know it's sappy, but
that's how it felt.  I wouldn't have been anywhere else in
the world.

Dan sat up and rubbed his hand over my knee.  "Well?"  It
took me a minute to understand what he meant, and as I
reached to take off my shoes he giggled again.

His hands fluttered over my stomach and traced a line above
my jeans.  I looked at him, and our eyes locked for a brief
moment, in a gaze full of understanding and lust.  I stood
up and faced him, my hand tracing an invisible line down the
slight fuzz on his cheek.  His beautiful green eyes were
full of eager anticipation.  I touched my belt, but he
smiled again and brushed my hands away, eagerly opening the
zipper.  I stepped out of my pants, my boxers tenting out,
with a tiny wet spot at the tip.  He looked at me again, his
eyes full of love, and I smiled at him.  I buried the last
twinge of anxiety inside me, and slid my boxers down to my
feet.  My dick swung forward, and he caught it.  The feeling
was incredible, and again I fought back amazement that I was
actually here, naked, with the most beautiful boy in the
world holding on to my cock.  Dan's fingers looped lazily
around the cut head, as he unconsciously gave his own dick a
few strokes.

"Like what you see?" I asked, doing my best not to collapse
in a fit of giggles and ecstacy.  He looked at me with
disappointment.

"Well, it's kind of small, don't you think?"

"Huh?" WHAT WHAT WHAT???  "Kind Of Small???" My jaw dropped
open of its own free will, and I almost collapsed before I
noticed he was holding back another fit of laughter.

"You BASTARD!  I thought you were SERIOUS!"  I pounced on
him, and we rolled back on the bed, Dan laughing maniacally.
 When we stopped rolling, he was on top of me, and I could
feel his cock pressing against mine.  He gave me an evil
grin.

"Hmmmm, looks like I was wrong."

I couldn't believe this was the same quiet, shy boy I had
met only two weeks ago.  He had been barely able to talk to
me that day in the library, and here we were, naked together
with him giggling insanely on top of me.  I inhaled deeply
as his nose bumped mine, and we rolled over again, kissing
deeply as we broke our embrace.

I moved from his lips to his neck, licking and sucking
gently at the sweet spot just behind his jawbone, and felt
his body tense up as he let out a gasp.  I moved on to his
chest, licking a trail down to his right nipple.

"Mmmmm, Alex...," he mumbled, in between pants, as I teased
the erect brown nub with the tip of my tongue.  I glanced at
his face again, his eyes screwed shut with pleasure as I
worked his nipple.  My hand instinctively went between his
legs, and I gently rolled his nuts between my fingers as I
blew air softly over the wet little nub.  Glancing down
again, I could see that he was fully excited, with the skin
drawn fully off the shiny pink head.  A tiny glistening
stream of precum linked it to the patch of chestnut-brown
hair at the base of his dick.

I tenderly took the base in one hand and kept massaging his
balls with the other.  He looked down at me again, this time
with pleading in his eyes, and I grinned.  I tenderly licked
the underside of the head, running my tongue over the soft
vee of flesh there.  His entire body tensed up as he
groaned, the head swelling under my tongue.  I licked it
again, exploring around the rim, down the sides, in the
slit.  I gently drew his foreskin up as far as it would go,
keeping my tongue between it and the head.  Dan was going
crazy with pleasure as I continued, his hands sweeping
through my hair.  I felt his nuts draw up.

"Alex, man, I'm gonna cuuum..."

His cock swelled in my mouth, and I suddenly I felt a blast
of hot liquid as he came, his hips bucking slightly as he
emptied himself into my mouth.  It didn't taste bad, like I
thought it might.  Hard to explain, but it tasted, well,
like him.  I remembered the smell of his briefs as I
swallowed and giggled despite myself, dropping his softening
cock from my mouth.

"What's so funny?" he asked, between pants.

"Heh, nothing," I smiled, looking at his fading cock.  I
knew it would be ultra-sensitive after he came, so I
resisted the urge to touch it again and instead massaged his
nuts gently.  "Just happy."

I gave his thigh a pat and scooted back up the bed to face
him, planting a big kiss on his chest in the process.

"Did you like it?" I asked as I sat up, rubbing his chest
gently.  He didn't answer, but rose to his knees on the bed
and gave be a huge, long kiss on the lips.  When he pulled
away, I saw a tear trickle down his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked, really concerned.

"Nothing," he said, hesitantly, then looked straight at me.
"I love you, Alex."

I was stunned, but in a warm, fuzzy way.  Yes, that sounds
sappy again, but here I was, totally naked, with semen on my
face, and the most beautiful boy in the world had just told
be he _loved_ me.  Not liked, not 'wanted to fuck', but
_loved_.  I ran my hand lightly across his shoulder, looked
him in the eyes and decided to tell him what I really felt
inside.

"I love you too, Dan."  At this we both broke down in tears.
 It must have been quite a sight for a fly on the wall; too
college-aged boys, naked and sobbing openly together in an
tight embrace, without care or notice for the time or their
surroundings.

When we opened our eyes again, Dan gave me a mischievious
look and grinned again.

"Looks like someone's still hanging on," he said, pointing
to my crotch.  I looked down and saw little Alex was
standing at full attention.  I suddenly realized that in the
excitement of exploring Dan I hadn't come yet.  Looking at
his naked body was getting me _very_ aroused, and judging by
the look on his face, he knew it.  "You want to, ummmm...."
I started, looking at him.

His smile faltered a bit, and I saw a bit of the old Dan
resurface.  "I don't know about... you know... sucking...
ImeanitfeltgreatwhenyoudidbutIdontknowifI..."  I put my
finger on his lips to stop him.

"That's okay, babe, (Oh GOD, did I just call him 'babe'???),
you don't have to if you don't want to..."  I rubbed his leg
gently.  "But it sure felt good when you touched me before."
 Dan looked guilty for a second, and then his eyes lit up
like he had his finger in a light socket.

"Hang on a sec," he said as he got out of bed and started to
rummage through a drawer.  I couldn't help but stare at his
ass as he bent over the dresser.  My GOD was this boy hot.
He reached way in the back and came up with a small bottle
of what looked like hand cream.  "I sometimes use this when
I'm...you know..."  He trailed off, and he giggled again.

"Flogging the bishop?" I asked, almost cracking up at the
blush that provoked.  "Spanking the monkey?  Peeling the
banana?  Wrapping the artichoke?"  At the last one he
snickered, and spread my legs apart.  Just the thought of
this beautiful, green-eyed god actually _masturbating_ made
me even harder, and now I blushed as he took the top off the
bottle.

He sat on the bed, between my legs, and spread cream over
his hands, planting a big dollop on my shaft.  I grunted
softly at the cold, and it was my turn to gasp as he took my
cock in his hands.  I almost came right then, but managed to
hold back as he ran his finger around the tip, touching me
under the head with his hand as I had touched him with my
tongue, working the flesh until I was at the edge.  He
traced a vein up the side, gently working the head as I
gasped in pleasure.  Then he stopped toying with me and
wrapped his hand around the shaft.  His hands glided up and
down with a steady rhythm until my balls tightened and I was
about to explode.

"Oh, babe..." I moaned incoherently as I blasted thick ropes
of cum over his hands and onto my chest, my thrusting
matched by his motion as he milked out every last drop.
When I finally collapsed, he left go of my softening dick
and reached for a towel.  I purred softly as he wiped the
remains of the cream and semen off my body and threw the
towel back onto the floor.  He scooted around and leaned
next to me on the headboard, giving me another impish look.

"Well?" he asked.  "Did _you_ like it?"

"Oh, babe," I murmured, pulling him in for another kiss.  "I
love you, Dan."

"Mmmmmm, I love you Alex."

"Heh, we sound like a couple of junior-high kids." I
laughed, and he joined in.  We sat there for a few minutes,
not saying anything, just enjoying the warmth and comfort of
the room.

"I suppose we should get dressed," he said, making no
attempt to move.

"Yeah, I guess we should."

"Well?" he giggled, looking at me expectantly.

I swatted him playfully on the leg and swung my legs over
the side of the bed.  I stretched mightily and searched
around for my boxers.  I looked over and saw him grinning at
me, idly playing with his foreskin.

"Perv.  You just wanted to watch me get dressed."

"I can't _help_ it," he said in a sarcastic, high-pitched
voice and batting his eyelashes like a 1950s movie star on
speed.  "You're so kewwwwwwt, Alex."

I shook my dick at him once more and pulled on my boxers.

"Awwwww, why'd you go and do that."  Mock-pouting, he fished
his briefs out of the pile and I watched as his beautiful
uncut (and tasty) dick disappeared.  I was struck by how
beautiful he looked, even not naked, muted sunlight
highlighting the muscles in his back as he pulled on his
shorts.  We got dressed slowly, savoring the way each
others' bodies moved, until the last piece went on and we
were sitting on the bed again, as we had what seemed like
years ago.

"Sooooo...," he said, a bit of anxiety coloring his voice.
"What do we do now?"

"I don't know," I said, truthfully.  I took his hand and
twined my fingers between his.  "But I whatever it is, I
know I want to do it with you."

(FIN)

Hope you enjoyed it.  Feedback welcome.
starsong@subdimension.com
http://www.angelfire.com/ego/starsong

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