Date: Mon, 21 Jun 1999 22:46:47 -0500 (CDT) From: "RingMaster ......" <RingMaster16@webtv.net> Subject: Hidden Love Disclaimer: OK, this involves sex between two teens (under 18) if it offends you, LEAVE, if not, enjoy.. that is, if your of age and its legal, if not, i'm not responsible! In other words, read at your own risk. On another note, if you do read this, ENJOY!! And now... my FIRST story!!! Hidden Love by Ringmaster16 Small town life is absolute Hell for a gay teen. Believe me, if anyone finds out, everyone knows within hours. I think there's some underground gossip telegraph line or something! But I have managed to keep it secret, of course, that means I'm still a virgin. I've been gay for a while, well, all my life, but I've known it for awhile. I decided not to waste time exploring my sexuality or anything, I knew what I wanted. Besides, I need all the time I can get to look up good gay porn. Oh, my name is Alex, and I'm 15. I have short, light brown hair, big green eyes (my best feature), I'm 5'4 (I hate being short), pretty nice tan, 110 pounds, pretty scrawny, but I don't look like one of those starving kids in Zimbabwe or anything. I enjoy long walks on the beach and beating up old people. No, not really. Old people just scare me, "old people" include just about anyone older than me. I just don't feel secure around people older than me. I like people my age, they understand. Gosh, I bet I sound like a pedophile, well I'm NOT, I hate kids, ages 2-12 are the worst. Babies are OK though. I guess I just have too many boundaries, but if I don't have boundaries, I'll end up with some 30 year old, 470 pound man's little boyfriend. Ewww... bad thoughts, new subject. Anyways, like I said, I live in small town, about 10,000 people. So, I go to a pretty small school, a few cuties, not anyone too great though. And now, the whole reason I'm writing this...Wes. I had never noticed Wes before, I don't know how I could have missed such a cute face before now, but I did. When I finally discovered him, he was getting his ass kicked by the water fountains. Well, I'm usually the one getting MY ass kicked, so, I went over there, made a few remarks, and they switched over to me, leaving him alone. I don't know why I did it, I just felt sorry for him. As some guy kicked me in the ribs, I got a good look at the kid I saved, I was amazed. He had light brown, almost blond hair, parted in the middle, hanging down to his temples, blue eyes, and such a great tan, I have a thing for tans I guess. He just kind of smiled at me and left. Well, after that day, I saw him a lot more, its like before he was hiding, and now, he decided to come out. Well, one day I saw him at his locker. I walked over and decided to speak to him. "Hi there, I'm Alex." "Hi" That was all he said, then he went back to his books, I just kind of looked at him and continued. "Hey, why were those guys beating you up the other day? What did you do?" "I don't want to say" He replied quietly. Now I looked at him even more curiously. "Come on man, if its that bad, I'll find out eventually, news travels fast." "I know. But I don't want to say." He looked up at me for a moment, I could have sworn his eyes were filled with tears. I took him by the arm and pulled him up. "Come with me." I took him by the arm and through the halls to the pay phone. I dropped in some change and dialed a number. "Whats your name" I asked him "Wes, Wes Jackson" He said, looking around, obviously scared he was going to be late. "Umm, hello, is this the High School? This is Mr. Jackson, Wesely's father, him and Alex Sanders need to be excused now for the rest of the day." I said to the woman in the office not twenty feet from me. Of course the secretary asked why, I hesitated and said "I'm sorry maam, its government business." She hurriedly said OK, scared of an audit I guess, and shortly hung up. A few moments later, we heard her over the loudspeaker. "Alex Sanders and Wesely Jckson please come to the office." He smiled a little, then frowned. "Alex, we can't leave, we'll get in trouble!" "No we won't Wes, I do this all the time, just come to the office and play along." I gestured for him to follow, he did. We went to the office, and after a few strange looks, we signed out and were outside. We walked around a bit, and Wes started to calm down. We started talking a bit, I found out he's been in the same school with me all his life, he just kept to himself. We went to the mall, we did normal kid stuff, made fun of the group of Friday ditchers, you know, the 12 year old white boys with hats on backwards, pants down to their ass, claiming Sears and the Food Court as their turf. They gave us a few looks, we just laughed. Wes was a year younger than me, 14, and he lived with his dad only a few blocks from my house. After being in a mall with no money, especially a small town mall, we were bored. I remembered my mom was at work until nine, so, I asked him over. He thought about it for a moment, then agreed. So, within ten minutes we were at my house, on the couch, watching "Men in Black" (I have the video). Then I had an idea. "Hey man, why don't you call your dad and see if you can spend the night? It's Friday." He nodded and I pointed him to the phone. "NO WAIT! It's only eleven o'clock, wait unill 3:15." "Oh yeah, we were about to screw up big time." It was there, sitting on the couch, watching TV, that I really looked at him, he really was a sight to behold. I looked at his face, his eyes, his cute nose. His mouth turning up into a smile at the jokes.I looked at his tanned arms, and his smooth, tanned legs and smiled. He was a little taller than me, had a little bit of muscle, not much though. Then I moved my gaze upwards to his crotch, there was a tent right there plain as day in his cargo shorts! I looked up and was shocked to see him looking at me, that's what turned him on! Me checking him out! "Umm.. hey Wes, if I ask you something, promise not to get mad?" "Sure" "Well, can I.. touch it?" I hoped he wouldn't ask what. "Umm... if you want to, but can I touch yours then?" "OK" I reached over and squeezed his shaft lightly, I ran my hand up and down the cloth, then finally I reached in and touched the warm flesh. I was in Heaven. I looked up into his eyes, he was looking at me. He leaned down slowly and kissed me. My first kiss. He leaned back and I could tell he was scared, I leaned up and kissed him back, he slowly slipped his tounge into my mouth and we stayed like that for at least 5 minutes. I took my free hand and pushed him down, I took my hand out from his shorts and layed on top of him, he had his hands on my back, working his way up my shirt. We made out for awhile, then I sat him up. He raised his arms and I slipped the t-shirt off. His chest was amazing, flat stomach, with a small indented line running down the abdomen. His nipples were nickel sized, a light brown to contrast his tan. He then took my shirt off, revealing my boney frame. I glanced at the door and windows, making sure we were out of sight and leaned down to lick his nipples. He shuddered with delight. I licked my way down his chest and stomach. I undid his zipper and button and slipped them and his boxers down, then off. We had already taken our shoes off upon entering the house, so he was naked except for his socks. I put a hand around his cock and slowly jacked him off. Careful not to ruin the moment, he reached over slightly and removed my jeans and briefs, freeing my 6" tool. We situated ourselves for a 69 and didn't waste any time digging right in. I took his cock into my mouth, licking the head and massaging his shaft with my lips. He took in mine, a little at first, but he had it all in no time. He was bobbing his head back and forth, giving me feelings I had never felt before. We kept sucking each other, slowly, then speeding up. We both came at the same time, a warm flood entering my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, a little dribbling down my chin. After he was done with me, we sat up. He leaned over and kissed me. I could taste some of my cum in the kiss, and he could taste his I'm sure. He moved his tounge down to lick off the dribble from my cheek. I stood up and took him by the arm up to my room. I layed him on the bed. "I want you in me, Alex." He pleaded softly, his voice was hyptonizing me, I had to do it. I went to the bathroom and grabbed some Vaseline -- thank God for Vaseline. I propped him up and smeared some of the lube on my finger. I spread his asscheeks and applied the greasy stuff on to his tight pucker. I took some more and slicked up my cock. I asked him if he was ready, he was. I got in the appropriate position and put the head of my cock right at the entrance to his boy hole. He slowly slid the head in, I could hear him whimper slightly at the new found pain, but I pushed in a little more, slowly. The feeling was unbelieveable. His insides were pressing my cock, massaging it like a thousand fingers. I slowly slif the rest in and kept it there until I was sure he was comfortable with it. I put both hands on his back and slowly pulled a little out, then pushed back in. I pumped slowly, then a litte faster. My hands were leaving red marks on his back from scratching as I sped up the fuck. I was going at almost top speed when I saw him shoot several spurts of cum onto the bed. Shortly after, I came as well. I left my shriveled tool in his hole for a few moments, then pulled out. We both simotaneouly sighed heavily then laughed. We took the wet blanket from the bed and we layed down, arm in arm. I looked at him and we kissed. It was now one o'clock, as we lay arm in arm, locked in romantic embrace, I could only dream about what the rest of my day with Wes would be like. ALL comments and criticism are welcome, good and bad. Flames will be ignored.