Date: Mon, 3 Aug 1998 17:20:49 -0500 (CDT)
From: comicality@webtv.net
Subject: "Arcade Junkie" (Gay Male/ High School)

I know that's it's been a few weeks since I've written anything new, so
here's something new to show you that I'm still here! "New Kid in School 3"
will be done soon! Here's something to tide you over! Let me know what you
think at comicality@webtv.net or check out my website at
http://www.kanza.net/Comicality/ .
Enjoy!

			      "Arcade Junkie"

I had been going to the arcade around the corner from my house for as long
as it's been open. I'd seen every game that it's ever had come and go,
every kid that's ever had a quarter in his pocket has passed through here
at one time or another. And considering that I'm gay, it's a good place to
pick up "jack off material"!  Afterall, what better place is there in the
world than a suburban arcade in Chicago? It's constantly filled to the brim
with hot, tight bunned, gorgeous boys. It's usually pretty busy, and
crowded...meaning being in "tight company" with the lovely bodies around
me. And, best of all...arcades are like wolfsbane for most girls. Not that
I *hate* girls, but I can't really get a good look at or strike up a
conversation with the cuties in the room with their signifcant others
hanging around. I must admit that I feel a pinch of jealousy every time I
see a girl all hugged up with a guy in a corner and wishing that I could do
the same. But maybe it was never meant to be...or was it?

My name is Matt by the way. I stand at about 5' 9", which is average for a
kid of 15. My hair is sandy blond, or is it sandy brown? I can never
remember. I guess it depends on what color my hazel eyes favor most at the
time. Sometimes my eyes are more brown, sometimes they lean more towards
green...I have yet to figure out why. I've always considered myself to be
kind of thin, but everyone tells me that I'm a nice size. Oh, and if it
means anything to you...I've been told many times that I'm pretty damn
cute! Doesn't do me any good though if there's no one to share it with.
But I was fifteen, at my "super sexcrazy" best! Right now I'd take some
dirty meaningless sex over a real relationship at this point. I just need
*somebody* -- anybody. Little did I know that today would be the day that
I'd get my magic genie in the bottle!

I was playing one of the many fighting games that I was good at. I had a
tendency to show off with a few fancy moves to attract some attention from
any onlookers and maybe even get them to play with me. But nobody could
ever take me in a fighting game. I was undoubtedly the undefeated champion
of any game I put my hands on! But I wasn't really ready for the challenge
that I got that day. I could feel him watching me play the game, some kid
had walked up behind me and took notice of what I was doing. I couldn't
turn around and see his face, I might scare him off. (I had a certain
"strategy" when it came to drawing people into a competition) So I
continued to play and tried to pretend that I didn't notice him.

He watched me play a few matches and finally got up the nerve to say
something. "Nice moves. Good...but not great."

Excuse me? Was he kidding? Could he be challenging moi to a match? Ha ha!
Another fly has been lured into my spider's web, and he was going to learn
what defeat was all about!

"Do you care to jump in and show me how to do it right?" I asked, and he
agreed.

He stepped into my view for the first time, and my heart felt as though it
was suddenly filling with helium!  Like it was inflating to the point of
bursting and I had no way to stop it! My arms went numb and my mouth went
dry...he was more than handsome...he was mouthwateringly gorgeous! He had
blond hair that hung just below his temples and seemed to be a thick shiny
mass that moved in slow motion when he leaned forward.  He was maybe 14
years old, with green eyes that seemed to read your thoughts if you looked
directly into them.  He had a retainer that clinged tightly to his perfect
white teeth.  He was wearing a red t-shirt that seemed to rise tauntingly
above his waistline, exposing the early beginnings of a teenage six
pack. He wasn't really muscular, but it was an athlete's body in the
making.  He had on a pair of white sweatpants that showed a playful hint of
his 'package', which jiggled ever so sightly with his every movement. As he
bent over to add his quarter to the game, I secretly looked over at his
ass. The ripe globes of his buttocks pressed against the fabric of his
sweats and formed the erotic shape of a perfect teenage behind. Round,
smooth, and with a slight indentation where the crack was. I had to fight
my every instinct to keep from diving down on him and sucking those
delicious cheeks into my mouth!

I couldn't help but stare as he rose from putting his money in the
machine. Making eye contact with him was almost enough to make me cum right
there! I felt weightless, unfocused, it was something new for me. I'd had
crushes before...but this was different. This was much more exact, like it
was this kid or nothing at all.  Strange.

We started the game and came out fighting. I don't know if it was his
awesome presence making me jittery or if he was really good, but he was
more than my match! Out of all the years that I had been coming to this
arcade, I had never had anything close to the competition that I was
getting from this kid. He backed up his words with skill and technique the
likes that I've never seen. I lost.

He looks over at me and says with a grin, "Winner stays, loser pays! Try
Again?"

I pulled out another quarter and bent down to put it in the slot. As I was
down there, I inhaled deeply the scent of this young morsel of
lovliness. He smelled of soap and shampoo, and the image of him in the
shower raced through my mind. The lightness of my head was suddenly
countered by a heaviness in my crotch. Whoah!  I had to slow down before I
started showing too much!  Good thing it was dark. I stood up quickly and
saw an evil smirk on his face. He was confident that he'd have no trouble
beating me again! I'd have to put an end to that in a hurry!

I took my 'stance' and gave him the fight of his life.  He was still good,
but I wasn't about to lose to a rookie...not on my own turf! I pulled out
all the stops and showed him who the true champion was that round. He lost
and quickly reloaded with another quarter. We went at it for what seemed
like hours. He won, then me, then him, then me. We battled on and on with
no definite winner. I showed him moves that he didn't even know were in the
game. Then he showed me a few things that I'd never heard of either. Soon
we were both sweating and breathing hard, neither one of us willing to give
up. That's when we noticed a line forming behind us.  Other kids were
waiting to play.

We called a temporary truce and since I won the last match, he moved over
and let me take the next challenger. But it didn't last. I asked him how to
pull off a few of those moves that he did, and soon we were trading
secrets. Next thing you know, the two of us were playing as a team and
knocking all the competitors out one by one! We were an unbeatable team!

Soon we ran out of steam and I figured that this would be the last I'd see
of him. But before we parted ways he asked me if I wanted to get something
to eat. I've never felt more like having a burger in my life!

"My name's Sam." He said.

"Matt." I replied, noticing once again that 'heavy' feeling in my loins.

We went around the corner and got some of that good ol' junk food from
Frankie's. We talked for about an hour, and Sam was really a cool kid. He
was the arcade champion at an old arcade in Seattle, that's where he came
from. We just had so much in common, not a sentence was spoken by either
one of us without the other one jumping in and saying, "Hey...me too!" It
was great.  And believe it or not, there were times when his striking good
looks didn't even phase me. There were times when he could have looked like
Quasimodo and I still would have hung on to his every word. Then again,
there were times when his voice just kind of faded out of my focus and I
could only gaze at his pretty face, his soft body, his dreamy eyes. Geez,
even his retainer turned me on. After sitting there for a while and
basically 'bonding' in a way that only two young kids could do, we decided
to leave.

He was going to the corner to catch the bus and asked if I was going to
catch it with him. But I told him that I only lived down the block and he
seemed to brighten up when I said that.

"Cool! You live right down the street from an arcade?  That's so cool! Can
I see your house?"

Hey, I wasn't going to deny him. Every moment I spent with this kid was a
heavenly experience to say the least. We walked down to the house and my
mom was home.  I introduced my new buddy and she seemed thrilled to see
that I was bringing home a friend instead of hanging out at the arcade by
myself all the time. Sam played the 'good influence' role very well by
adopting a sudden "Yes m'am/No m'am" attitude. I was proud of him...he was
a gentleman.

My room was downstairs in a finished basement that I decorated myself. I
even drew some pictures and stuff on the walls to make it mine. Sam was
really impressed.  We sat down in my bean bag chairs and started looking
through some of my old comic books and stuff before he did something that
surprised me. You see, I got down on the floor to read a comic, and he was
still sitting in the chair. But suddenly he dropped his book and asked what
I was reading. Then he got down on the floor and got close to me...VERY
close! We were both on our stomachs and propping ourselves up on our
elbows, but he was touching me with as much of his body as he could! Arms,
shoulders, legs, feet...and a couple of times he would shift and his butt
would rub gently against mine. This was too much! I couldn't breathe! My
heart was beating so hard that I could look down and see my shirt moving
with every pump! He looked down at the book, but every time he said
anything he would look up at me with those gorgeous green eyes and would be
very close to my face. He was so close that his soft breath fell on my lips
with each word. His hair fell gently into his eyes and he seemed to move
closer ever so slightly. Soon, as he talked, his thin pink lips were only
six or seven inches from mine. I panicked!

"Do you want a coke?" I said, still trembling from being so close to this
angel.

"A coke?"

"Yeah. I got coke upstairs in the fridge if you want one."

"I'm not thirsty." He said.

"Well, I am. I'll be right back!" I said, and basically ran out of the
room. I didn't know what else to do. I got the coke and took a few precious
sips of the cool liquid. It seemed to bounce off of the jitters in my
stomach and my hands were literally shaking. But I knew that I had to go
back sooner or later, so I bit the bullet and walked back downstairs.

Sam was on his side, his head propped up on one hand while his golden hair
hung losely off the side of his head. He looked at me seductively and
didn't say a word as he waited patiently for me to return to the floor.  As
soon as I laid down, he rolled over and got even closer than he was before!
He didn't say anything this time, but I could feel him looking at me from
the side.  I timidly glanced back and gave him a nervous grin. He returned
the grin but looked like he was expecting something else to happen. I broke
eye contact and went back to the book, but soon he wrapped one of his legs
around mine! I looked at him again, and he leaned in to me. He seemed too
scared to go all the way, but if he was waiting for me to make the first
move, he was making it awfully clear!  He rubbed the tip of his nose
against mine tenderly, and I skyrocketed from my dingy basement all the way
to cloud nine! I just let go. I let my instincts take over and I kissed him
on the lips. It was a quick kiss, an experimental kiss. Hey what do you
expect...it was my first. But it sent sparks off in my mind and nothing had
ever felt this good! Then, Sam leaned in and gave me a REAL kiss! He leaned
his head to the side and kissed me deeply! I felt every last breath in my
body fly out of me! I felt weak. My heart burst with passion that it had
never felt in it's fifteen years of life!  The kiss lasted about five
minutes before I turned on my side to connect more 'thoroughly'. My hands
glided over his shoulders and up to his neck as he continued to breathe new
life into me! His arms moved to my slim waist and he pulled me
closer. That's when it happened...

"Matt? Take out the trash."

We broke the kiss immediately as my mom's voice intruded from the
kitchen. I had forgotten that she was even in the house! Dammit! I hopped
up and studdered, "I'll...I've got to...I'll be right back! DON'T LEAVE!
Don't...don't move a muscle...I'll be back in a second!" And with that, I
ran up stairs top speed and took out the trash.

My mom thanked me as I passed her on the way back in, but I had more
important things to worry about! I locked the door and ran back down stairs
and saw Sam on the floor with his shirt off. His chest was a sight to
behold! I quickly ripped my shirt off too and threw it in a corner and
dived back down onto the floor. We didn't speak, we just picked up where we
left off! But this time our kissing was much deeper. He slowly pushed his
tongue into my mouth and I accepted it willingly. I could feel the slick
smoothness of his retainer with my tongue and it made me even hotter. The
feeling of our skin touching without our shirts on heightened our passion
by the minute. Our kissing became more and more urgent, our touching became
more and more frequent, and soon being on our sides wasn't good enough. He
rolled over on top of me and began grinding into me steadily. I now had the
chance to touch those precious ass cheeks of his. The soft globes were
putty in my hands, even through his sweatpants. I rubbed and squeezed them
lovingly as Sam moaned passionately into my mouth. I moved my hands under
the band of his sweats and underwear to feel the baby soft skin
underneath. As he continued to hump me rythmically, I was able to feel his
ass tense up, then release, then tense up again. It was more erotic than
anything you could possibly imagine. My nervousness seemed to heighten my
sensitivity beyond the realm of definition, and it was great.

"Matt...can you grab me the iron from the cabinet down there." My mom said,
her voice becoming the most annoying thing in my life!

Both Sam and I sighed as he rolled off of me and I ran over to the cabinet
and yanked the iron out angrily! I stomped up the stairs and slammed the
iron down on the table. "HERE!"

My mom wasn't too pleased with my attitude, and she was quick to ask me
what my problem was. I made up some story about me and Sam being in the
middle of a video game and that we didn't want to be disturbed. She agreed
and I ran back downstairs. Sam had taken his retainer out and put it on the
table. He was undoing his pants now and I was quick to help him. I yanked
his sweats down to his ankles and he stepped out of them.  He stood before
me, with nothing on but a pair of white socks and a smile! His cock was
about five inches long and sticking out from his body, pulsating with every
beat of his heart. The love gods were definitely with me today! His
circumsized member tempted me with it's twitching head, but it was Sam's
eyes that drew me to him. Again, we didn't speak. We only had body language
to guide us now. He began undoing my pants while placing angel kisses on my
face and shoulders. His kisses were so tender, so warm. He pulled my pants
down to my ankles and soon we were in matching birthday suits. I think I
had him by a good half inch or more in cock size, and I had a small patch
of pubic hair at the base of it while Sam only had some blond peach
fuzz. We embraced and became a single liquid unit. We never stopped moving,
never stopped touching. Our naked bodies clung to each other sensually as
we began another liplock. He pushed me up against the wall and got down on
his knees. I arched my back and closed my eyes. I felt his moist tongue
lick its way up from my knee and trace a path up the inside of my thigh. It
was a hot, wet sensation that turned icy cold as soon as his tongue moved
from that spot, leaving a cool trail of saliva. Then he did the same to the
other leg and I shuddered with pure delight. Then he took his tongue and
started slowly, erotically, licking my balls. It tickled in a way that
tightened my stomach muscles and made my knees weak. He was awesome!

"Matt! I'm going to the store. You want anything?"

Dammit! Was she ever gonna leave us alone?!?! "NO MOM!"  I shouted...but as
politely as I could considering that my new found lover was licking my
virgin nutsack!

I finally heard the door close and the car pull out of the driveway. That
was it! I thrust my hands down into Sam's hair and tussled it between my
fingers wildly.  With no one to hear me, I moaned out loud...and I mean
LOUD! Sam returned the moan and sped up. Then he moved up to my aching cock
and inserted it all the way into his velvety mouth. He rubbed his hands up
and down my thighs and reached between my legs to rub my ass. I was gasping
for air at this point and still animalistically messing up Sam's perfect
hair! I was close...really close. I began pumping into his face hard and he
grabbed both of my hands and held them down at my sides. I came HARD while
still pumping into his mouth!  I shook, I shuddered, I spasmed, all the
while Sam grasped my wrists tightly and kept my twitching cock in his
mouth! I fell down to the floor with my neverending orgasm still going full
force! He swallowd every drop and moaned right along with me as I came down
from the ultimate high...an orgasm derived from pure, unadulterated love!
 
Sam wasn't getting off that easily though! I made a full fledged assault on
his young cock and took it all into my mouth! All of it, and even *then* I
tried to get more! His silky smooth peach fuzz brushed up against my upper
lip and it only added to the pleasure.  I attacked with such a passionate
fury that Sam kicked and squirmed helplessly as his sensitive member was
ravaged!  He moaned even louder and I went faster! He kicked even harder
and I went faster! He tried to put his hands on my head to keep himself
from coming too quick, but I wanted his teen nectar and I wanted it now! I
went even faster and felt his body tense up. He screamed loud enough to
make his teen voice crack and my mouth was blessed with hot jets of his
cum! Squirt after squirt hit the back of my throat as he raised his entire
body off the floor, only his feet and shoulders still touching. He screamed
again and I screamed with him! I never thought it could be so good! He
finally stopped squirting and I laid beside him on the floor. He let out a
loud sigh and I topped it by sighing even louder. Then he moaned and I
moaned louder. Soon we were laughing uncontrollably and screaming at the
top of our lungs, trying to outdo each other. Competition till the
end. After calming down a bit, we laid back and stared at the walls while I
explained to him what each drawing meant. Then we sat in silence and just
cuddled. "Cuddled"...just like they do in the movies!


I couldn't believe that I had found someone to love, someone to love me. We
had everything. Communication, common interests, similar tastes, *and*
great sex!  What more could I ask for? Well...I guess a car, a million
dollars, and a vintage Spiderman #1 comic book!  But for right now. all I
had was Sam...and he was more than enough.


Well...what did you think? Drop me a note and let me know! I'm always happy
to hear from you!  Comicality@webtv.net . Thanks ahead of time!