Date: Fri, 29 Jun 2007 09:47:37 -0700 From: Ryan Kim <ryankimwriter@gmail.com> Subject: The Awesome Sleepover - Part Two (Gay male/high school) The usual disclaimers apply, this has acts of sexual experimentation between two males, blah blah blah. These stories are completely true, thus they won't be as "hott" and go to sex right away. The names have been changed, but everything else is true. You should not be reading if you're under eighteen. But to be honest, I bet you are. And that's fine, just don't get caught. This is my first time writing, so please leave some feedback at: ryankimwriter@gmail.com ----------------------------------- WE ENDED WITH... ----------------------------------- Then he started fumbling, as I saw some socks fly off the side. "What are you doing?" I asked Taylor. "Just undressing, I dont sleep in jeans man. Haha." he replied. "Okay, no sweat." I added. He fumbled for what seemed like forever as I saw a shirt, jeans, socks all fly off. Then something I would never thought. I saw a pair of boxer-briefs fly off the side. Just then I felt him shuffle and his bare ass was touching my knee. This was going to be a long night. ----------------------------------- THE AWESOME SLEEPOVER - PART TWO ----------------------------------- "What should I do?" I thought to myself. "Is he asleep, or is this intentional?" Just then, he shuffled again, moving even closer to my warm body. I could feel his cool skin on me. This couldn't be a mistake. My body started trembling a little bit. I was really aroused by him touching me, but I wasn't sure what was going on. After about ten minutes of no movement, I think I should just get some sleep. I close my eyes, and try to fall asleep. Apparently this is Taylor's cue. He ever-so-quietly shuffled towards me even more. That's when, I felt something hott on my ass. "This can't be rea-" I thought, but was interrupted when Taylor pushed his semi-erect cock against my sensitive opening. My body tingled all over, but I did my best to remain "asleep." I couldn't tell how big he was. Taylor let out a low moan when his hand started caressing his penis, touching in my ass. All of this had me really horny, but I didn't know why. I had never thought of a guy like this, but deep inside, I was really enjoying it. I heard another, louder moan come from Taylor, and then a small switch. "Uuuhh" Taylor moaned with pleasure, as white juice shot from his cock, into my ass. He rolled over quickly, and shot onto his chest. I wasn't sure why he did that, I guess so I wouldn't find out about the events. I could feel the warm jizz pooling, it felt amazing. Taylor stopped beating himself, and rolled over. He then seemed to fall asleep, while I was left laying there, in a deep world of thought over what just happened. As a shot of semen pooled inside of me, and dripped onto the sheets, I fell asleep. ----------------------------------- "Aaahhh" yawned Taylor as he sat up in bed. I looked, barely awake, at his bare chest, looking for any signs of his man-juice. But, I didn't see any. Had he cleaned himself up last night? What was Taylor trying to achieve? I was clueless. "Mind if I go take a shower?" Taylor asked, his bare ass in my face as he sat looking the opposite way. "Urrghhh," I stretched, letting out a moan, oblivious to the fact he was naked, "go for it." He paused for a minute looking at something in the covers. I looked down. "It seems woody the woodpecker has came to join ya, eh Ryan?" he joked, looking at my morning wood. "Uhhh-" I replied, but he had started to walk off. As he got up, I remembered he was naked. His ass was firm, but twitched a little every step he took. With that, my dick showed no signs on letting down. He bent down, to grab a pair of shorts, and his pink opening was exposed, totally shaven. My eyes couldn't let go. When he was gone, I could hear him going down the stairs. "I'd love to be at the bottom watching him bounce down those stairs." I thought, seconds later was confused. "What the fuck is this Ryan, you're not gay." I repeated to myself in my head. It didn't seem to do anything. I was liking this. ----------------------------------- We had blueberry poptarts for breakfast, Taylor went on and talked about a bunch of crap I didn't hear. I was in my own world, in deep thought. I was awoken from a deep thought when the phone rang. "You should probably answer that," Taylor said, handing me the phone, "it's your parents dude." "Hello?" I cheerfully answered, trying to sound totally normal. "Hey hun, we were at the movie, but uh, had some, we grabbed a hotel room. We're gonna go for a dinner tonight, are you okay for another night?" my mom asked desperately, despite the fact she had authority. "That's fine. You could leave us for a week if you wanted." I replied, noticing Taylor's eyes looking at me, then looking away. "Awesome, thanks hun, talk to you soon." she said, hanging up the phone. "So, what's the matter?" Taylor asked. "Are we here for a week now?" "Nah, I guess they just didn't want to 'get it on' while we were here, so they grabbed a room." I said, rolling my eyes. "That's fucked up," Taylor noted, "no pun intended of course." He let out a chuckle. "So, now what?" I asked, trying to forget about last night's events. "Well, we could go outside I guess, wanna go biking?" Taylor asked. "Sounds like a plan." I said, grabbing my hoodie, heading out the door. ----------------------------------- We biked like crazy, up a really big hill called 'The Destroyer' by the local kids. It was in the middle of nowhere, but kids walked for a half hour to get to it, just to slide. "Dude," I panted, "I wish I hadnt of worn this hoodie." "Then take it off." he said obviously. "Okay, I still have a tshirt underneath too." I said, pulling the black Circa hoodie over my head. Even with the hoodie off, my fifteen year old body was soaked with sweat. "We should stop. It's too hott." Taylor stated. "Yeah, I know. If it's too hott, I'll leave if you want." I joked, letting out a small wink. "Don't fucking kid me. You, hott?" Taylor laughed. I checked and noticed a bigger bulge than usual in his pants. "Hell yeah. You don't even know, you've only seen half of me." I laughed. "Oh really, well maybe I'm hotter than you because of my other half." he added. The events of last night flashed through my head, as I had strange thoughts. I suddenly wanted to see his "other half". "Prove it." I boldly suggested, hoping I wouldn't get a punch in the face. "Only if you will." Taylor noted, going from semi-erect to full-blown in those couple seconds. "So, how do I do this?" I said, feeling stupid. "Just drop your pants and show your dick, and I'll show you mine. It's not like we're gay, man." Taylor's voice trembled. Hearing the "not like we're gay" made me happy. I didn't want that label, or did I? "And you won't tell anyone we did this?" I asked, feeling scared. "Dude, fuck." Taylor stepped over and peeled my t-shirt off, then grabbed my waistband. "What the--" I added, but was interrupted when Taylor threw my boxer-briefs and boxers down in one motion, my raging cock standing out. "Damn, that's a nice one." he said, grabbing his waistband, and throwing his pants down. This was the first time I actually saw his penis, it stood tall and proud, circumsized, and beautiful. I had no clue how long it might have been, but I'd say about seven inches. He had no pubic hair at all though. We both just sort of stood admiring each other's packages, my cock displaying openly, it was seven inches, quite thick, and I had a huge patch of shaved hairs. "So now what?" I asked, feeling stupid, and trembling from excitement. "Well, where do you want this to go?" Taylor asked, grabbing his cock with his fist, and pulling. "Fuck, I'm horny. I gotta cum before he goes back in." "We could jack off." I noted, watching a small glimpse of disappointment in Taylor's eyes. I could tell he wanted more. "Fuck, sweet." he said with a smile, pulling on his raging cock. "You got a really thick cock. Ever stick that in any pussies?" "You know I haven't." I said, not having touched my cock yet. "Well somebody's gonna feel good with that inside of them." he noted, still jacking himself off. I looked down at my hard on, and starting rubbing it. "So, how far have you gone with anyone?" he asked, his eyes shut, letting out a moan. "I haven't, with anyone," I sighed, "but I really want to. Just for experience, you know?" "Oh, sweet." Taylor smiled a bit, then closed his eyes again. I began to beat on my dick faster, Taylor started moaning. His moaning only helped the process, making me hornier than ever before. "Urrghhh!" Taylor moaned, loudly, while I watched his cock spazm. White shots began shooting from his dick. He layed back, letting the last shot hit a tree. He stretched out and sighed. "That was fucking good." he said, "you came yet?" "Nope." I replied, still jacking my hard dick. "Want me to do anything?" Taylor looked me in the eye. "Yes, suck it, let it become one with your mouth, suck me off." I thought. "It's okay." I replied out loud. "Okay." he said, sitting back down, looking disappointed. The rest was kind of a blur, as I was thinking how I shot down the second oppritunity here. I wanted something to happen but didn't want to do it. What the fuck. I then woke up, laying on the ground, seeing white juice beside me. "You came pretty good there, woody." Taylor laughed, already clothed and ready to get back on his bike. "Let's go home again, I'm starving for dinner." I got up, put some clothes on, not remembering cumming or anything, or anything he said after. Sigh. ------------------------------ And that's the end of part two! Like I said before, it's not one of those stories where there's sex on the first paragraph. This is a true experience, I'm taking it slow and detailed. Part three will be posted soon, I have having delays during chapters! But first, let me know what you think! This is my first time writing so drop me an email: ryankimwriter@gmail.com