Date: Sun, 13 Apr 1998 12:44:36 +1000
From: nsmithie@mpx.com.au
Subject: Andrew's Weekend

This is a story about gay sex.

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This story is intended to be read by people over the age of consent in the
area in which you live. It is pure fantasy. If you are offended by the idea
of two teenagers engaging in sexual acts then do not read further. The
characters in this story are based on people who I know. Their names
however have been changed to provide anonymity.

You may not use this story for any monetary gain, except when permission is
granted by the author. However, you are welcome to distribute this story
for free, only if it is kept in its original format with this message the
disclaimer and the title attached to it.

Nick

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This is my first time in writing this sort of story. I am only 16 so if it 
seems a bit lame or takes a bit long to get to the point, please bare 
with me. Any comments on improvements or ideas would be greatly appreciated. 
Flames as always will be ignored.

Andrew's Weekend
Chapter 1: Sprung?
I was sixteen when my good friend Andrew Winters came to stay over at my
house for the weekend. Andrew is the kind of boy, who, at the age of fifteen
would make anybody take a second look. He is roughly 5'2" (short but cute),
has a lovely natural tan that makes your mouth water, and blue eyes that are
just lovely. He has the most beautiful face in the school that I go to, and
is topped by luscious, neat black hair.
Now as some people may imagine, when the centre of all your desires comes
to stay at your house for the weekend, you tend to be more than a 
little nervous. Andrew and I get along really well. We share similar 
interests and hobbies, and by the end of the weekend I hope to add another
one to the list. My name is Nick and I am no beauty comparied to Andrew. I
am rather plain and stand at 5'8", have dark brown hair, and have rather 
boring, run-of-the-mill sort of looks.
Anyway at the end of school on Friday, I find myself quite looking foward to
spending my weekend with Andrew. As the final bell rings at 3:35 I rush 
out of class to see if I can find Andrew before he goes home. Which isn't
that easy considering that he is in year 10 and me in year 11, (we go to a
school that takes people from grades 1 to 12). I just manage
to find him before he leaves for home to say that I am still expecting
to see him around five. He tells me he is looking foward to it, and gives
me one of those looks that has a hint of a suggestion in it. Now I may be 
making a mountain out of a mole hill, but he has been giving those looks
for the past month or so. But in all reasoning it is probably just my over
excited imagimation leading me on a wild goose chase.
At five minutes past five Andrew knock at the door and I almost rush to get
there and let him in. I go out to his mum's car and help him gather his stuff
from the backseat. While I get his stuff I say hello to his mother, and she
warns me in mock severity not to do anything too silly and to look after
her little boy. Andrew after hearing that comment put on a bored expression
that basically told his mother to go away.
After I had put his stuff in my room and got settled him in, we had to 
decide what to do for the next couple of hours before dinner. We opted for
what my mother called the plug in drug, TV. There is nothing much on at this
time of the day, so after channel hopping we took the next best option and
played computer games for the next several hours. After fourty-five minutes
of this I left to go to the kitchen to get a couple of cokes for us. When I
returned a few minutes later Andrew flashed me another of those suggestive
glances of his, as I passed him his drink. I only had to wait a few hours
to find out what that glance meant. For when mum called us to dinner,
I told Andrew to go out and tell mum that I would be a few moments as I 
closed the program down. When the program closed I one of my favorite 
pictures on the screen, one with six teenagers standing nude on a beach. 
I thought to myself that I would have to be more careful
in the future about not leaving my pictures on the screen for anybody to see.
Then an idea sprung into my mind. That picture was not there when I loaded the
computer to play the game. So Andrew must have found it and that was what
that look meant. As I walked out to dinner I thought to myself I may have 
interesting weekend ahead of me.

Chapter 2: After Dinner.
After yet another one of mum's cullenery tortures, Andrew and I went back to 
my room to watch some TV. As the night progressed Andrew got steadily
closer to me. By the time that half the movie was over, he was snuggled
up nice and close to me. I was lying on my bed and his head was resting in 
the middle of my chest. Now, I thought that this would be the perfect time 
to see if my suspicions about Andrew where correct. So with this in mind, 
I draped an arm around his shoulder and just left it there. About five minutes
later I moved my hand so that it was level with his right nipple, and then
I started a slow circular rubbing motion through the t-shirt he was wearing, 
and in less than a minute his nipple was rock hard.
I thought to myself that this has to be a good sign. So I got a little bolder
in my explorations, and started my hand on the slow journey down towards his
cock. Although Andrew was olny about 5'2", I was almost certin that he had
a big cock between his legs. I knew this because I had seen the size of 
his cock through his underpants at sport training on more than one occasion,
and let me tell you, it looked big.
Anyway, after about five minutes my hand reached its goal. As I put my hand
between his legs, I was more than a little surprised at how hard he was. 
As my hand touched his dick he let out a sigh of contentment, and told me 
how long he had waited for a moment like this to happen. 
Now that I had my hand firmly around his cock I knew that I wanted more.
So I let go of it, got up and gently pushed him back on the bed. Then I 
slowley undressed him, starting with his t-shirt. When I lifted it over 
his head and took it off, I sucked my breath in, because I had forgotten how 
beautiful his chest was. His pecs had just started to develope and had that 
light defination that I just love. I could not help myself but I just had to
lick those nipples of his, and that I did. I lavished them with my tounge for
over five mintues. By this time Andrew was moaning in delight and his nipples
were as hard as diamond. After this I moved my attention down further and 
started to started to take his jeans off. When it came time to undo the
zip I undid it then groprd his cock for a few seconds. I then proceded to
take his jeans all the way off and leave him lying on my bed naked apart
his underpants, with a hardon straining to get through. I tell you, I almost
came just looking at this beautiful fifteen year old lying half naked on my 
bed.
After I controlled my dick, I went for Andrew's. I pulled his underpants down
to reveal what I had sought after for months. As I had thought, his dick was
uncut and it was big. It was no bigger than my own modest 7 incher, but on 
someone a small as Andrew was, it looked positivly huge. We later measured
it, it was 6 and three quater inches long.
After staring at his dick for a few moments, I could not hold back any longer
and I practically dived at him and started to slowly stroke his dick. After
two or three minutes of me stroking his dick, Andrew moaning all the time, a
bead of pre-cum oozed out of the slit on the head. I immediatly, without
thinking about it, leaned down a licked it into my mouth. From his response
I decided to give up jerking him off and give a blow job instead.
What I did next took him by surprise. I leaned over and stopped wanking him
and licked his dick from base to head. He opened his eyes is astonishment,
then just grinned at closed his eyes again. A clear invitation to continue.
As I reached the head he just went crazy and started grunting. After a few
more licks of his dick, I slid my mouth over his cock head, and started 
swirling my tounge all over his dick head, concentrating especially on the
underside of it. By now a steady stream of pre-cum was leaking from his dick.
I just continued to suck up that lovely liquid as soon as it appeared.
After a few moments of just concentracting on the head, I decided to go
further. I opened my mouth fully, covering my teeth of course, and just
started to slide down his love pole, until it reached the back of my throat.
There was still a little bit to go, so I started to breathe through my
nose and opened my throat and slid the rest of the way down his dick. When
his black pubes tickled my nose I knew I had reached the end of his dick. As
I did this Andrew just started to continiously grunt and moan. What next
happened, pushed him over the edge. As I had read somewere, I just started to
swallow while his dick was burried down my throat. After five seconds of this
torture Andrew partically screamed 'Nick, ooohhh fuuck man, you h--h--had
better stop. I--I--I am aaaaaabout toooo--' With that he blasted a huge wad
of cum down my throat. I did not want to miss tasting it, so I slid up his
cock until the head was just resting inside my lips, while Andrew just
blasted shot after shot of cum unto my mouth. I was forced to swallow twice.
Andrew must have shot about ten big loads cum into mouth. After he had
finnished cumming he opened his eyes and said breathlessly that 'that was the
most powerful cum of my entire life and thank you'. I just smiled and said 
'my pleasure'.
After all the noise I thought that we had been making, mum was sure to come
and enquire what we were up to. But luckily for us she was sound asleap. After
a few minutes of just gazing a Andrew, he became aweare that I had not yet
cum. He immediately went to change that situation. The first thing he did
which took me by surprise was that he rolled over to me a kissed full on the
lips. After a second try our teeth parted, and our tounges began to explore
each others mouth. After a few minutes, which passed in a flash, Andrew
stopped kissing me and asked me if that lovely taste in my mouth was his cum,
to which I said it probably was.
He then striped me naked, and proceded to give the best blow job of my life
(my only up til then). While sucking me off, he slowley inserted a finger up
my arse. Which when it hit my prostate, fireworks exploded in my head, and
I started to cum. It seemed to go on for ever. I almost passed out from
the pleasure that Andrew was giving me. When I had settled down enough to
breathe, somewhat normaly again, I asked him where he learned how to do that
arse thing. He replied he does it to himslef all the time when he is at home
by himself.
We went to sleep in each others arms that night, and woke up three
times to repeat our performances of earlier on in the night.

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This is the next installment in Andrew's Weekend. I am only 16 so if it
seems a bit lame, please bare with me. Any comments on improvements or
ideas would be greatly appreciated. Flames as always will be ignored.

Sorry it has taken so long to write another in the series.

Andrew's Weekend

Chapter 3: Wake up Call.

When the sun rose and shone through my window, the first thing that I was
aware of was an unusual presence in my bed. This presence was of my good
friend Andrew Winters. Andrew was fifteen and the most beautiful person you
could hope to meet. He was 5"2, and had a natural tan, gorgeous blue eyes
and he had lovely dark brown hair. His face is indescribably cute.

When I looked over at the clock it read 11:00, Saturday morning, I thought
that it was about that it was time I got out of bed. So I slowly untangled
myself from Andrew without waking him and quietly padded across my room to
my bathroom and had a shower. What with the residue of Andrew's and my
first encounter with each other left all over my body.

When I emerged from the shower Andrew was still asleep and I could not
bring myself to wake up that beautiful boy lying in my bed, so I got
dressed and went downstairs to get some breakfast. On the kitchen table was
a note from mom saying that she and dad had gone out for the day would not
be back until ten o'clock that night. I thought this was great as now
Andrew and I had the whole house to ourselves for a whole day.

After I finished my breakfast I thought it was time to get Andrew out of
bed. So I softly went up the stairs to my bedroom, walked over to my bed
and pulled the covers back. I was treated an absolutely beautiful
sight. Andrew was as naked as the day he was born, and had a raging morning
hard-on. I thought to myself that I will wake him up in style. So I took my
cloths off and joined him in the bed. I put my hand on his chest and
started rubbing his nipple, which almost immediately got hard.

He has the chest that only a fifteen year old can have. It was flat with a
slight bit of pectoral definition. This is what I love the most. After I
had worked both of his nipples for a few minutes, I replaced my hand with
my mouth and started to suck lightly on his nipples. After a minute or so
of this I moved down his chest and started nuzzling on his bellybutton,
lightly darting my tongue in and out of it. After this I slowly moved my
mouth down to his six and three-quarter inch dick and swallowed it in one
fell swoop. Then I started to slowly suck on it. After a while he started
to groan and a couple of minutes after that I was rewarded with a mouthful
of hot warm cum, which I swallowed hungrily.

After I finished cleaning his dick, I looked up to see him gazing lovingly
down at me. He then told me that that was the way that he always wanted to
wake up.

I then suggested that he have a shower and join me downstairs for
breakfast. As I go to walk out the door with no clothes on, he asks me what
about my parents and I tell him the good news. He just smiles at me and
gets in the shower.


Chapter 4: My Fantasy

After Andrew had finished in the shower and dried him self, he came down
the stairs to join me. He was butt naked, his freshly sucked dick gently
swaying too and fro. While he was in the shower I had prepared his
breakfast of cereal, toast and juice. While he ate, we decided what we were
going to do that day. We had the choice of going to town or staying at home
and watching TV and having heaps of sex. As you can imagine it took us
about one second to choose the latter. After all, we are horny teenagers.

After breakfast was over and we had put everything in the dishwasher, we
went into the lounge room and snuggled up together like we did last night,
but instead, on the couch. After about ten minutes of watching TV and
deciding that nothing good was on, we decided to go upstairs and do what
comes naturally to two teenage lovers.

When I got into my room I decided to fulfill one of my fantasies. So I
blind folded him and tied him to my bed with rope. I tied his arms behind
his head to the headboard, so his arms were just wider than shoulder
width. His arms had plenty of slack. I tied his arms mainly so that he
could not touch his cock. I tied his legs also, but to the legs of the bed
so he was spread-eagled. I also left plenty of slack so he can move his
legs a bit for me when I wanted him to.

After I had him properly trussed so that he could not get away without me
untying him, I removed his blind fold. I looked into his beautiful deep
blue eyes. He looked a bit worried, so I told him not to worry, I was not
going to hurt him, and he should just lie back and enjoy. After I said this
he visibly relaxed.

I went to his mouth first and started to passionately kiss him, which he
returned just as passionately. We had a battle of the tongues for about
five minutes from which I withdrew so I could move on and begin to kiss all
over his face. On his eyelids, nuzzle the bottom of his ear, the back of
his neck.

After I had finished with his face I moved onto his arm. I started to lick
his fingers and down his arm and to his underarm which I kissed and sucked
for ages, it was just that nice it smelled and tasted absolutely
beautiful. After that I moved onto his other arm and I gave it the same
treatment.

After I had dealt with his arms I moved onto his chest and licked my way
down from his neck to his left nipple which I took into my mouth and
started to suck. After a few minutes I took it between my teeth and gave it
a quick nip, at which he gave a little squeak. I then moved onto his right
nipple and sucked and licked that for a few minutes and then gave it a
little bite. I then very slowly licked my way down to the base of his
cock. On the down I bathed his pubic hairs with my tongue and then I gave
several of them a gentle pull, at which he gave a little moan. I then
licked down past his straining cock and licked down the outside of his left
leg down to the toes and tickled them with my tongue. I slowly licked up
the inside part of his leg to the bottom of his balls. Which I gave a quick
lick With that lick he gave a loud moan and started to beg me to suck his
dick and let him cum. At that remark I started to lick down the outside of
the other leg. When I reached his toes I gave it the same treatment I gave
the other side. The I slowly started to lick up the inside of the
leg. Licking at the short hairs which were on his lower legs, and then
enjoying the texture of his silky smooth inner thigh. This time when I
reached his balls I took them into my mouth, they were the perfect size to
fit in my mouth. I then swirled them around in my mouth resulting in a loud
moan and repeated calls for me to let him cum.

Now this was why I had tied him up. Mainly so he could not touch his cock
and cum without me letting him. I planned to keep him at a high state of
sexual tension for ages. That is, I would not let him cum for ages. After I
had finished sucking his balls I then made him lift his feet as far up as
far in the air as the bindings on his legs would let him. I then opened his
legs wide and exposed is clean pink asshole. It looked so good I could eat
it, so I did. I bent in close to his but and took a swipe of his hole with
my tongue, at which it reflexively tightened and his hips bucked and he let
out the loudest groan he had given yet. I then started to lick his butthole
continuously. After a few minutes of this decided to stick my tongue up his
hole. So I made it as ridged as possible and stuck it up his hole and
swished it around. By now Andrew was almost screaming in pleasure while
begging me to let him cum.

By now it had taken almost an hour since I first started to kiss him. And
he had been begging me to let him cum for at least forty-five minutes. I
decided to give him his wish. For the first time this I touched his
dick. It was straining, pulsing, and very hot. To cool it off I put in my
mouth and began to slowly suck my way down to the base. When it had gone
all the way down my mouth, all six and three-quarter inches of it, I
started to pull back and when I reached the tip of his dick I gave it a
lick in the piss slit and this was too much for Andrew and he began to
shoot. The first blast had last for a least five seconds. Cum streamed into
my mouth for a least five seconds and then the second squirt began that
lasted for about two seconds. And then there were about five more blasts of
one second long. So all up there was twelve seconds of cum which I had
trouble swallowing it all. When I looked up at his face, there was a mask
of pleasure on his face but it was not moving. It seemed he had passed out
from the pleasure.

He was asleep for about an hour. When he came down stairs, he staggered
over too me and slumped down next to me, And just stared at me and said he
reckoned he would never feel that good again, it was just that good. I
asked him what it felt like. And then he said that it felt like a warm
glove had enfolded him, and then when I began sucking his cock he said it
felt his dick had been put in the oven it was that hot. And then when he
began to cum, he said it felt like his balls and the rest of his body were
being sucked out of the tip of his dick. I replied that it sounded fun. At
which he took my hand and lead me upstairs and then tied me to my bed
and...


-- from Nick

I will write more if there is enough positive response to this
story. All comments and sugestions would be welcome.