Date: Tue, 14 Dec 2010 04:22:05 -0800
From: h.schreiber@hushmail.com
Subject: A Christmas Wish Part 2

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The story is divided into three chapters for readability, but all are being
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A Christmas Wish

Chapter 2

That night, after dinner, he went into his older brother's room. "Scott, I
got a favor."

"Where to?" Scott asked.

"What? Oh, uh, no, not a ride. My car's running."

"What then?" He looked up from his chemistry book.

"Well, you know my friend, Pete." Joey began.

"Yeah, what about him?"

"For Christmas, he wants some kinda unusual stuff and I'm the only one he
can ask for it. Plus, he needs it early." Joey said.

"Is that his list?" Scott nodded toward the paper in Joey's hand.

"Yeah." Joey handed it over to his brother. Joey had added condoms to the
list, just because he wanted them for himself and this way he wouldn't have
to risk being seen buying them on his own somewhere.

Scott began to laugh. "Is this a joke?"

"No."

"Why does he want this stuff?"

"He didn't tell me; just that he needs them before Sunday." Joey said.

"You know what this means, don't you?" Scott snickered, "Your little cancer
friend's gonna get laid before you do."

Joey screwed up his mouth and shrugged. "I can take care of everything but
the lube, condoms and vibrator." Joey said, "Can you get me the rest?"

"Sure. I guess so. Since it's for Christmas and it's for Pete and all."

"Thanks. I'm going over about six o'clock tomorrow and I'd like to take it
then."

"Okay, no problem. I'll get it in the morning, but I gotta get the money
from you now, I'm broke. I bought my girlfriend's present yesterday."

"What'd you get her?" Joey asked, making conversation.

"A case of condoms." Scott said, smirking.

"What?" Scott said, shocked, "No way."

"Nah, I wish. I got her this stupid gold necklace she wanted."

"You got me." Joey said, chuckling along at the joke.

Joey gave Scott $80 since he didn't know for sure how much a vibrator would
cost and neither did Scott.

That night in the shower, Joey stood in the hot water after he was done
washing and enjoyed the warmth from the spray on his naked body. Joey liked
his athletic body and the firm tight muscle tone that came from working
out. A hot body was a nice bonus for all the workouts at basketball. He
looked down at himself. His patch of blond pubes had spread upward and also
down onto his ball sac. He started fondling his balls and rubbing his
chest. Joey started thinking about the next night with Pete and wondered
what would happen. He imagined Pete's face when he walked in with the
surprise he'd planned. Without realizing it, he found himself slowly
stroking his erection. He looked down and watched abstractly, as his large
hand engulfed his entire throbbing rod. He popped open the conditioner with
his left hand and poured a healthy amount of the makeshift lube on his
circumcised dick. Pausing, he considered whether he should save it for
tomorrow, but decided it would be better not to cum too fast with Pete and
gleefully resumed working his engorged shaft. As was his custom, Joey
rubbed and squeezed his butt with his left hand while he rhythmically
jacked himself with his right fist. Occasionally, he would slip his free
hand to the front and fondle his balls. He sort of pumped into his fist
with thrusting motions simulating sexual intercourse. "Hah," Joey, mused to
himself, "Scott's wrong. Pete's not getting laid before me, he's getting
laid by me."

Joey started imagining what the two of them would do. He assumed he'd want
to get sucked and imagined himself putting Pete's bald dick into his mouth
and sucking on it. He wondered how weird that would feel in real life. He'd
never really thought about sucking off another dude. He hoped if he did end
up sucking him off that Pete would be willing to do it back. Joey had
fantasized many times about getting sucked off, but always by some hot
chick. His jacking and thrusting had increased intensity now. "What if?"
Joey thought, "Nah, not that." He went back to imaginary sucking of Pete's
hairless dick and balls. As the water started going colder, the first
twitches began. Joey kept up the pace on his bulging dick. He added more
conditioner and that sent him over the edge. Joey's knees buckled slightly
and he gasped as a long blast of cum erupted from his pulsating dick. He
stood back up straight, catching his breath and just gently squeezed his
dick in his hand as the last cum oozed out. He milked it and shook some
jizz from his hand onto the shower floor. He watched it slither down the
tile floor and swirl around the drain before disappearing. Joey washed his
hand and carefully washed his sensitive dick before climbing out. As he
dried off, he reminisced again about his special shower experience with
Pete. His penis revived from limp back up to half mast and was bobbing up
and down trying to figure out if it should go back up or relax back
down. This time, Joey ignored it and it slowly fell back down to rest
limply against his wrinkly ball sac.

Joey paused and modeled nude in the full length mirror on back of the
bathroom door. He watched himself fondle his balls and rub his chest and
butt. He turned around and bent over, spread his ass cheeks and peered
backwards, examining his hole. That was still mostly hairless, but some
hair was creeping down from his balls towards it. He admired his perfect
sized patch of pit hair under each arm. He stood up straight and admired
his physique and flexed a few times before pulling on clean boxers and
heading for bed.

Meanwhile, Back at the Thomas' house, Pete waited for his mom's last
check-in around eleven p.m. When he felt sure she was gone to bed, he slid
out of bed and pulled the bottom drawer out. He knew exactly the one he was
after. It was the most worn envelope of the bunch. His mom kept a
nightlight on in his room in case she needed to come in and check on him at
night and he had gotten used to it being there and couldn't really sleep
without it any more. Pete crawled over to the wall where the nightlight was
plugged in and leaned up against the wall.

He pulled out the very first porn mag Joey had brought him. It was worn and
the pages were crinkled. A couple pages were missing splotches where he'd
had to pry them apart. Luckily, no good spots in the pictures were
ruined. Pete slipped his boxers down to his knees and began stroking his
erection. He had been boned off and on for at least an hour, anticipating
this private time. He pushed the pain out of his mind. He didn't want it to
spoil this experience. Jacking had been his place to go for a brief escape
from the pain. He was glad the cancer hadn't ruined his ability to do
it. He hoped tomorrow would be one of his good days for his special time
with Joey. This brought a smile. He was so thankful for Joey. Tears welled
in his eyes as he thought about how lucky he was to have such a loyal
friend. He never would have dared ask anyone else on the planet to do what
he'd asked Joey to do. He couldn't believe he'd been so willing. He never
really expected him to agree to it.

He had imagined all kinds of possibilities when he practiced it out
beforehand. One scenario included him begging Joey not to leave as Joey
backed out of the room with a look of disgust on his face, calling him gay
or stupid faggot or something equally cruel. Instead, the result had been
the best Pete could have hoped for. The anticipation of what they were
going to do, thrilled him and gave him a mini pre-orgasmic rush.

Pete let go of his dick and stared down at his body. He had become much
softer over the last year and though he was thin still, it wasn't from
being in shape. Instead, it was a sickly thinness. Pete fondled his
hairless balls. He recalled how excited he had been when he first
discovered some dark brown pubic hairs sprouting over his little dick. The
next day at school, he had met Joey out in front and shared the good news
with him. Joey laughed but told him it was awesome and he was glad for
him. Joey sort of stole Pete's thunder, though, when he revealed he had a
whole little patch growing already. Now, here he was, as bald as before. It
seemed odd to think of his body lying in a casket with no hair on it. Maybe
he should ask his mom to put a wig on him or something. The fears he'd felt
before, when he thought about dying, were gone now that Grandpa Eddie had
come to him. There had been just so much peace in his voice. Well, it
wasn't really his voice, he just communicated by thoughts, but it was as if
he had spoken.

Pete reached down and pulled his penis down off his belly with one finger
and studied it. "I'm definitely gonna miss you, little buddy." He said out
loud. "A lot."

Pete laid Rachel down on the floor and made his way over to the
computer. He played with himself gently with his fingertips while he waited
for it to boot. He logged into newlyweds.about.com and read about the "10
Ways to Improve Your Sex Life" for like the tenth time. Pete had become
somewhat obsessed with sites about married couples sex and especially this
site over the past month. He seemed to realize it was something he would
never experience and wanted to vicariously live it. This site was his
favorite and he planned on modeling his experience with Joey after it
tomorrow. Unfortunately, he didn't have any silky boxers to wear like the
site suggested, and he regretted a bit not asking Joey to bring him
some. He could sense it seemed weird to Joey when he mentioned it, so he
figured it was better just to drop that. "Oh well," he thought, "it can't
be perfect. Nothing in this life is." Coach's voice popped into his head,
"Perfect practice makes perfect." He shook him back out of his head.

Pete browsed a few more sites, including some on gay sex, just for some
practical tips for tomorrow. Even though his main fantasy was about
pretending Joey was his girlfriend, he realized there had to be a certain
gay aspect to the whole thing since Joey did have a penis, after all. Pete
enjoyed looking at the gay porn sites once in a while for a change. He
wasn't creeped out by gay stuff like a lot of guys at school claimed to
be. He'd been so worried for so long that Joey might be and was so relieved
when Joey agreed to help him with his unique wish. He'd hinted a few times
about jacking together or at least in front of each other but Joey never
seemed to pick up on it and Pete never dared push it.

It seemed to Pete that it should be okay to express yourself in any way
that felt right for you and no one else should care. Having his life laser
focused down to so few years changed his perspective on many things.
Certainly, doing whatever you wanted to do, as long as it didn't hurt
anyone else, was high on Pete's list. Also, unkindness in any form was
completely unacceptable to Pete. He thought about the assholes that made
fun of him when he tried going back to school after round one of chemo was
over. "A pox on them and all their posterity." Pete mumbled out loud.

After sanitizing the browser, Pete made his way back over to the night
light and picked up where he had left off with Rachel. He fantasized about
Joey and being naked together with him. He thought about having someone
else's hand on his little buddy. His teeth were clenched and his butt
tensed and relaxed as he went from orgasmic level 2 to level 3. Level 4
only lasted briefly as he pressed his little buddy against Rachel's glossy
tits and unloaded his balls onto her. After the climax, he dropped his arms
and quivered; partly in afterglow and partly in exhaustion. The pain used
this opportunity to come crashing back down on him, pushing out the blessed
moment of jackoff euphoria. "Yup," he said, squeezing the last drops from
his bald little buddy, "I'm definitely gonna miss you."

After a few more minutes of recuperation, Pete marshaled the strength to
wipe Rachel clean and return her to the secret spot. He wiped himself up
and tossed the tissues in the plastic trash bag taped to his bedside. He
pushed the tissues down under the other trash to hide them. He pulled his
boxers back on, climbed into bed and fell asleep dreaming of the following
night with Joey.

Joey slept in and when he finally grew conscious, he woke up boned. He
slipped it out of his boxer's fly and played with it a bit before jumping
out of his warm bed. His mom never let the heater run at night so the house
was always a little cold in the mornings. They lived in what was called the
"High Desert" about 80 miles from L.A. and it was either really cold or
really, really hot all the time. It seemed like everyone was sleeping in on
this first day of Christmas break. He gently tickled up and down his hard
shaft and bulging head. His thoughts turned to the coming evening. He was
both excited and nervous about it. The strangeness of it left him
conflicted. He wanted to do it, and he didn't want to do it at the same
time. Finally, his bladder demanded relief and he braved the cold. He stood
helplessly in front of the toilet for several minutes trying to think about
dead puppies until his erection went down enough to allow the pee to flow.

Joey dressed quickly and made his bed. He grabbed his wallet and hustled
downstairs. He wolfed down a couple "Pop-Tarts" and a glass of milk and
climbed into his twelve year old Corolla. He was anxious for what he had
planned at the mall. He tried to listen to more Christmas music on the way,
but the speakers were so bad they were painful; he just turned it off and
stuck one earplug from his iPod into his ear.

At the mall, Joey went to a department store and found the home goods
section for some scented candles. He settled on a vanilla bean one that
wasn't too fruity smelling. He bought three of those, thinking vanilla was
masculine enough, but still sexy somehow. He saw a lighter in a cigar store
but the clerk refused to sell it to him and told him he was too young to
even be in there. On the edge of the mall was a drug store and Joey got a
cheap lighter there. While he was in line to buy it, a neighbor lady saw
him and waved. Joey was glad he wasn't buying condoms. That experience
caused him to worry even more about his next purchase, though.

Being close to Christmas, there might be a lot of people he knew in the
mall. He was really worried now about someone seeing him going in or coming
out of the next store? He made his way there as covertly as possible. He
paced back and forth in front of it several times before mustering the
courage to enter. First, he went into the "Sweet Treats" store across the
mall walkway and purchased some cinnamon bears for himself. He watched to
make sure no one he knew was in sight and scurried across the walkway. Once
inside the store, he hustled to the back and found a clerk. "Can you help
me?" he asked.

The clerk was nice and if she wanted to show him anything up near the
entrance, Joey declined and asked her to just bring it back to him. Soon
enough, she realized he was embarrassed to be in there and cooperated
fully. He found something that would work out perfectly for his plan and
while he was paying for it, another novelty item caught his eye. "Is it too
late to add this?" He held up the item.

"Not at all," the clerk said, "Do you know how to use it?"

Joey blushed and said, "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I get it."

When the clerk handed Joey his purchases he just stood there a minute
staring at the shopping bag they were in. He hadn't thought about the
shopping bag being so out there and obvious. He asked the clerk if she
could just hold on to his purchases for a few minutes. He went to the
Active store and bought a sweatshirt for his older brother for
Christmas. He returned, checked the crowd, and darted back into the other
store. He stuffed the items he'd purchased there into the Active bag hidden
under the sweatshirt. He felt relieved not having seen anyone he knew and
to have so easily gotten rid of the incriminating bag.

Joey had just left the store and slowed his walk down to normal when he got
a slap on the back. It was David from the team. "Hey, Joey, what you
doing?"

"Nothing. Why?" Joey said.

"No reason. I'm meeting some guys from the team at the food court. Come
join us." Joey went along to the food court, relieved David didn't seem to
know where he'd been shopping at. They hooked up with four other friends,
two other team members and two cheerleaders. Whenever someone would make a
comment that this or that was "gay," Joey's stomach would churn. They all
hung out for a while before Joey decided to head home. The only scary part
was when Audrey asked to see what he'd bought. She just helped herself in
peeking at the candles and fortunately assumed they were for his mom's
Christmas present. Joey grabbed the Active bag and controlled her ability
to peer into it to see the sweatshirt.

Hanging with them had actually been good for getting his mind off the big
evening with Pete. The group invited him to join them at the movies later
that evening, but Joey declined without giving a reason. He bought a churro
and a chocolate milk for the ride home, hugged the girls and did a forearm
bump with the guys. That was the basketball team's accepted method of
greeting and farewell. Then, he headed out to find his ride.

As the time for the evening drew closer, the anticipation grew stronger.
Though he had been bothered at first by the idea of doing sexual things
with a guy, the more he fantasized about sharing this experience with his
best friend, the more his dread was turning to excitement. He'd
spontaneously boned up six or seven times during the day. It was like he
was thirteen again. Especially now he had committed himself emotionally and
financially, his excitement grew. He was shocked how much his little
surprise had cost him and he hoped it would be taken well by Pete to make
it worth it. He hoped he could really pull it off, too.

At five o'clock, Joey collected the lube and a G-Spot vibrator from his
brother. It was fairly slender and had a curved bump at the tip. He got a
few dollars back in change, which he just let his brother keep for gas
money. "How do I...I mean, how does Pete use this thing?" Joey asked,
blushing from his slip.

Scott stared at him confused for a minute, then broke into a smile. "Oh my
god. I get it now. This isn't for Pete's Christmas present at all."

"Yes it is! I told you it is." Joey shot back nervously.

Joey was sweating, the color drained from his face. He had slipped up and
Scott had figured it out. His life was effectively over he thought. He
searched for a plausible lie but none came so he just stood there dumb.

Finally, Scott spoke. "You little horndog, who is she?"

Joey started breathing again with those words. He blew out his breath,
smiled in nervous relief and said, "I'm not telling you. You'd blab it all
over."

"Is she hot?"

"Of course, you don't think I'd be doing it with just any skank, do you?"

Scott smiled with big brother pride, took Joey by the arm and pulled him
down onto the bed. "Let me give you some advice about your first time."
Joey sat down and totally absorbed the advice Scott had for him. Scott was
clearly enjoying this opportunity to be the big brother. Joey got boned
from the conversation.

Scott told him to go slow with it. "Don't just rip your clothes off and
jump her bones, girls hate that and you might not get another shot with her
if you do." He told Joey that if she'd asked for the vibrator, she must be
experienced so he suggested he just follow her lead. Joey said he intended
to do just that. Scott explained about the G-spot and how girls got off
from that. He suggested being very soft and slow if he rubbed her clit. He
said it was way sensitive and girls got pissed if you rubbed it too
hard. "It's like them using their teeth on your sensitive dickhead when
they blow you."

"What's it like to get blown?" Joey asked.

"It's fuckin' incredible." Scott assured him.

Scott asked what she looked like. Joey decided just to describe Audrey who
he'd seen at the mall earlier. At first he thought about saying things like
she wears her hair really short and is sort of flat chested, but has a
great personality. He thought better of it, though, and settled on the
Audrey description.

"So you're doing it tomorrow?" Scott asked.

"Umm, yeah." Joey answered.

"Cool, you have to tell me all about it. Okay?"

"Yeah, sure. Thanks for getting me this stuff." Joey said, standing to
begin packing his backpack for spending the night at Pete's.

"Just a suggestion, if you and Pete are jack off buddies, like I suspect
you are, you oughta do it tonight so you're not quite as horny for it
tomorrow with your girlfriend. Otherwise, on your first time, you might
blow your load before you even stick it in her."

"Oh my god, shut up and get out of here." Joey told Scott and pushed him
out the bedroom door.

"Ha, I knew it." Scott was laughing all the way down the hall, very proud
of himself for striking a nerve. He was happy for his little bro getting
his first piece and sort of proud to help out a little bit. Joey locked his
door and pulled his special items out of the Active bag, buried them at the
bottom of his backpack and hid Scott's sweatshirt in the closet.

On the way over to Pete's house, ironically, "All I want for Christmas is
... You" was playing on his scratchy speakers again. "I just want you for
my own. More than you can ever know. Make my wish come true, ew-eww. All I
want for Christmas is...You." Joey sang out at the top of his lungs. He was
in a great mood. He was excited for this night. He was ready to do this
thing. His dick was already semi-boned. Before Joey could knock, the door
sprang open and there stood Pete, dressed like a normal human and smiling
like a ten year old on Christmas morning.

"Wow, look at you, dude. You're out of bed."

"I know, I stayed down all day just so I would be rested for tonight. I
want this to be as normal as possible." Pete said. He made way for Joey to
enter and they bumped forearms as they passed. There was the usual fussing
around by Pete's mom. She triple checked that Joey and Pete had all the
cell phone numbers in case anything happened. The little kids had already
been taken over to their aunt's house.

"Wait," Pete said, excitedly, "The present." He kneeled down and pulled a
large box out from under the Christmas tree.  He handed it to Joey,
beaming. The Thomas' all sat on the couch and told him to open it.

"What's this? You didn't need to get me a present."

"Go on, open it." Pete prodded.

Joey kneeled on the floor and tore the wrapping off the large box. "No
way. Oh my gosh, these are so nice. You guys shouldn't have done
this. Seriously, these are way too nice." Joey lifted the box and began
reading the specs on the new speakers.

"Well, Pete mentioned how bad your speakers are in your car and we wanted
to do something special for you, since you have been such a special friend
to Pete," Mrs. Thomas said.

"Wow, thank you SO much!"

"It was my idea." Pete said, still beaming.

"Thanks, dude. You're bomb."

Finally, Pete's dad took Mrs. Thomas by the arm and guided her out the door
as she was calling out reminders to take the two blue pills and one yellow
pill after dinner and not to stay up too late and if anything at all should
happen, be sure to call and something else neither of the two boys heard.

Note: I hope you enjoyed the story. I appreciate hearing from readers and
if you are willing to email me, my address is h.schreiber@hushmail.com.
Also, if you enjoyed the story, I have two others posted on Nifty. One is
titled Just Like Scott" and is posted in the Gay Male/Young Friends
section. The other is titled "Finding Out About Santa, Really Sucks" and is
in the Gay Male/Incest section. If you read and like those, please let me
know.

Thanks and have a marvelous day.

Hans