Date: Fri, 26 Mar 1999 13:53:28 EST
From: Smartman2@aol.com
Subject: Mike

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     This story is mostly true and happened to me, although the names have
been changed.

Part One:

     Mike and I had been friends for a couple of years.  We'd gone to school
together since the third grade but it wasn't until 6th grade that we became at
all close.  Puberty brought us together.  We were maturing at a much faster
rate than most of our classmates and we began to talk to each other at recess
about what we were going through.
     After a month or so of talking about sex and what was happening to our
bodies (how much hair we were getting, how big our dicks had grown) we finally
broached the subject of masturbation.  We admitted that we each had been doing
it for over a year.  I had taught myself.  He hinted that he had been shown
how by another boy, but he never went into detail.
     I invited him to spend the weekend at my house, which was large and in
the country.  We spent the weekend staying up late and skinny-dipping in the
pool and hot tub long after the rest of the household had gone to bed.  During
the day we trekked into the secluded woods behind my house.  Once out of sight
we would strip off our clothes and roll them into bundles, continuing our
hikes in the buff.  We would swim in the creek and lay on the sandy banks in
the sun.  We "jacked-off" in front of each other many times.  Once, while
sitting across from each other with our legs spread, I reached out with my
foot and felt his balls with my toes.  They were slick with freshly spurted
cum.  He did nothing to stop me, but I went no further.
     The next year I started junior high in another school district, and saw
very little of Mike or any other of my old school mates.  Once he biked to my
house unexpectedly after school.  We ended up jacking off in front of each
other in the large cubby-hole closet of my old playroom, the one room of the
house in which we were unlikely to be disturbed.  We never touched but we made
sure to give each other a clear view of our spurting loads.  Mike didn't stay
long after.  He admitted to me while we jacked off that he'd "felt like being
nasty" all day and that's why he had visited.  It seems funny, but our whole
friendship was built on sex, and yet we hadn't touched each other.
     Or at least, he hadn't touched me.  Once while swimming in the creek and
talking about sex, I'd boldly caressed his back and the cheeks of his ass for
a moment.  And of course, I'd touched his balls that time with my foot.  But
although he never stopped me, he never encouraged me or initiated any contact,
and I was scared to go any further.  Mike was seemingly very straight, even a
bit crass.  He was very into heavy metal music, pro-wrestling and marshal
arts.  He never got angry with me or seemed violent, but still I didn't want
to risk a fight.
     The following summer I was given the job of house sitting for my aunt and
uncle while they went on vacation for two weeks.  I was ecstatic!  While they
lived only two miles from us, they seemed much further out in the country and
were definitely more isolated even than we were.  They had no children and
their house was huge and built in the plantation/Greek revival style and had
several bedrooms, a lavish office, a projection room and an indoor swimming
pool among other luxuries.  Also I knew they had a large collection of adult
magazines and movies tucked away here and there, so I was thrilled to have an
opportunity to explore.
     After a couple of days I invited Mike to come swimming for an afternoon.
He rode his bike the five or so miles from his house and was very dirty and
sweaty when he arrived.  We immediately stripped naked and dove into the pool.
After swimming for a while, we began to play little games.  I don't know why,
but in the course of playing we somehow ended up trying to float on the same
single-person pool raft.  Mike was in front and I was behind him, facing his
back.  The raft was foam rubber and sagged under our weight, forcing me to
slide forward until I was pressed right up against Mike, although I tried my
best not to.  Both of our cocks were completely erect which was not at all
unusual for us when we were naked together, but now mine was pressed firmly
between Mike's beautifully rounded buttocks.  I apologized and tried to scoot
back, but he said he didn't mind, that he knew I wasn't doing it on purpose
and to just stay where I was.  We rowed with our hands for a bit, which only
caused my cock to rub against Mike's skin.  After a bit we stopped and just
sat there quietly, breathing.  Then Mike shocked me by commenting that my dick
felt kind of good against his butt.  He said it felt nice and warm and asked
how it felt for me.  I replied that it was good.  We stayed that way a bit
longer, and I noticed that Mike was occasionally stroking himself.  As his
stroking increased, I slowly slid my hands around his waist and caressed his
stomach a bit.
     Suddenly, Mike hopped off the front of the raft into the water and told
me to come inside with him.  Once inside, he told me to put on a porno.  We
were both dripping wet and Mike's cock was almost purple and throbbing.  I
turned on the movie I'd been watching earlier in the day.  It was in the
middle of a scene in which a man was fucking a woman in an airplane cockpit.
The woman sat on the pilot's lap and bounced up and down while the pilot
thrust in and out of her.  Mike sat down in a chair and immediately
began stroking his cock.  He never took his eyes off the screen until with a
loud groan he ejaculated all over his chest and stomach.  I came a few seconds
later, watching him, not the screen.  A few hours later he went home.
      All evening long, I kept thinking of the incident in the pool.  I
figured as always that it was mostly just me, but I couldn't get around how
much Mike had seemed to like my cock pressed against him.
      The following Tuesday I found a much greater stash of porn movies in a
cabinet in my uncle's office.  Among the movies and catalogs I found a box
that hadn't even been unpacked.  The postmark told that it had arrived the day
before they had gone on vacation.  The packing list informed that because six
videos (six videos!) had been purchased, two more videos had been selected at
random and included as a free gift.  I didn't want to disturb the movies my
uncle had ordered, since they were wrapped in plastic and he would know I'd
been into them.  But the bonus videos were simply together in a large brown
envelope held shut with a metal brad.  I took them out.  One was old and
seemingly very cheaply made.  Judging from the unattractiveness of the models
on the cover, I could see why the video was being given away for free.  But
the second video, which seemed to have a college theme, looked like it was
very well made, better maybe even than the ones my uncle had purchased.  I
took it to the machine.
     It was wonderful!  The production values were high, the men and women
were stunning and very into the sex, and could even pull off the acting well
enough.  I quickly realized why this company that distributed straight videos
was having trouble selling its copies of this video, however.  The movie was
about a group of college students taking a "human sexuality" course that
required them to experiment sexually with each other.  In scene after scene
guys groped each other, girls and guys had sex in groups, periodically
switching off into same-sex couples.  There were even a couple of very tender
love scenes between guys with plenty of kissing!  And it was all portrayed as
perfectly normal experimentation.  To top it off, after the end credits, the
actors playing the lead parts gave an "educational message" encouraging the
audience to experiment in the same way.  They even gave oral and anal sex
tips!  I decided I had to show this video to Mike.
     I called him and asked if he could spend a couple of days with me at my
aunt and uncle's house.  He got permission from his folks and eagerly agreed.
The next day he arrived on his bike in the middle of the afternoon.  He took
his backpack upstairs to the bedroom I'd chosen for him.  We had a fun day of
swimming nude and exploring the house.  In the evening I cooked a frozen pizza
and we decided to have a couple of the beers that were in the fridge.  We ate
and watched a regular movie on the VCR.  I was wearing a pair of loose gym
shorts and a t-shirt and Mike wore a t-shirt and some faded boxer shorts.
     We were both buzzing hard from the beer and I was about to suggest
watching the movie I'd found when Mike asked if there were any other good
pornos.  I casually said I thought that there were and went into the office to
check.  I waited in the room for a few minutes and them brought out the movie
saying that I hadn't watched it yet, but that it looked good.  He looked at
the box and quickly agreed.
  Put it in the machine and started it.  I brought both of us fresh beers and
sat down on the floor next to Mike.  He then suggested that we watch the
entire movie and decide which scene we like best.  Then, he said, we could
rewind to that scene and jack off to it. I quickly agreed.  My heart was
pounding and my cock was already rock hard.
     Mike liked the first scene a lot.  In the second scene, a group of
football  players had a circle-jerk in the showers.  At one point a guy
touches another guy's balls jokingly, but there was no real gay sex.  Mike
seemed not to be offended by this, but the next scene was the real test.  In
it a guy describes to his roommate the hot sex he had with the Sexuality
teacher, a hot young woman, while they jack off.  They showed flashbacks while
the guy describes it.  Then the teacher fucks the guy in the ass with a strap
on dildo.  Mike gasped and said "Oh man!" at this but made no move to stop
watching the film.  I noticed that the bulge in his boxers didn't get any
smaller either.  The guy ends up fucking his roommate in the ass to show him
how good the dildo had felt.  I stayed quiet.  Mike looked a little shocked
but said nothing.  Again I noticed that his cock still looked hard.
      After the move was over (including the "educational" bit at the end)  I
turned off the video and TV, trying to get up the nerve to suggest trying what
the movie had recommended.
      Mike looked at me.  "Well, what do you think?" he asked.
     "I don't know," I answered, "which scene do you want to rewind it to?"
     "No, I mean do you think we should try that?" he asked shyly.
     "What, you mean `doing it'?" I asked.
     "Yeah," he answered quietly.
     "I don't know. You want to?"  I was still ready to chicken out.
     "Kind of.  Yeah I do.  It looks okay," he said.
     "Okay,"  I said, thrilled beyond belief that this was going to happen.
"How should we start?"
     "Um--" he hesitated, "--I don't know, um, I've gotten a blowjob from a guy
once, but I didn't do anything back."   I was surprised at this.  I could tell
he was very nervous, as was I.
     "Look," I suggested, "why don't we go upstairs and take a shower
together.  We can wash each other and see how we like it.  Then if we still
want to, we can go to bed.  If not we don't have to and there'll be no hard
feelings."  I was brilliant.
     "Okay!"  he quickly agreed, sounding very relieved.
     We walked upstairs without talking.  I turned on the large shower in the
master bathroom and got it nice and warm.  We undressed slowly.  We'd been
naked in front of each other and even cum in front of each other many times,
but this time was different.  We got in the shower.  The water was deliciously
warm and we both soaked ourselves.  I made the first move and began to soap
Mike's chest.  He sighed and closed his eyes.  He took the other bar of soap
and lathered his hands.  He began to slide his hands over my chest and stomach
as well.  I decided to go for it and slid my soapy hands down to his cock.  It
was hard and so hot in my hands.  Mike moaned loudly and thrust his hips
forward.  He began to stroke my cock as well.  The feeling was incredible!  I
thought I might cum right away from it, but I was able not to.  Then Mike made
the next move and slid his arms around my waist and drew me against him.  The
next thing I knew he was kissing me passionately on the mouth, our tongues
swirling together.  I had hoped this kind of tenderness would be included, but
I hadn't counted on it.
      After a bit, during which we tongued each other's mouths and jacked each
other furiously, Mike pulled away and said, "Okay, this is definitely cool.
Why don't we get out and go to bed before I cum right here."
      I was thrilled that Mike was enjoying it so much.  It gave me a lot of
confidence.  We rinsed off and turned off the water.  We dried and went to my
bedroom.  I pushed Mike back onto the sheets and pounced on top of him.  I
kissed him deeply while he stroked his cock.  I slipped my tongue into his
right ear, which made him moan loudly.  I worked my way down to his neck and
then on to his nipples.  He groaned and ran his fingers through my hair as I
worked on his nipples.  I then made my way down past his navel until I was at
his pubic bush.  I paused.  Mike sort of held his breath for a moment before I
continued.  First I ran my fingers through his bush and began to massage his
cock with both hands.  Then I slinked forward a bit and took the head of his
cock in my mouth.  A fierce shudder ran through Mike's body as I savored the
taste of him.  I found that I was able to take his whole cock in my mouth.  I
wrapped my lips around the base of his cock and suctioned as hard as I could
as I bobbed my head up and down.  Mike was moaning and groaning loudly and
thrusting his cock into my mouth.  Suddenly he clamped his hands onto my head
and cried out loudly.  Then my mouth was flooded with his cum.  It tasted
salty and slightly spicy.  I loved it and swallowed it all.  Then he pulled
out of my mouth.
     I was afraid for a moment that he had changed his mind about the whole
thing and that that would be the end of it.  He quickly swiveled himself
around, though, and pulled me into a deep, hot kiss.
     "I can taste my cum in your mouth, baby," he said.  I couldn't believe
he'd called me baby!
     He gently pushed me back onto the pillows and lowered his head to my
crotch.   He was definitely taking his time, savoring the experience.  He
lapped my hard cock with long licks of his tongue.  He gave my balls equal
treatment, something I'd not had time to do to him.  He swirled his tongue
around them and even sucked them gently into his mouth.  I was moaning and
thrusting into his mouth.  Then he began sucking my cock in earnest.  His
mouth was a powerful vacuum, and it wasn't long before I felt the cum charging
up out of my balls.  I held it in, shouting, for as long as I could before
blasting it into Mike's mouth.  Like me, he swallowed it all, humming with
enjoyment as it flowed down his throat.
     He let go of my cock and looked up at my grinning.  I smiled back at him
and we both laughed a little.  He climbed up and laid down on top of me,
kissing me deeply and grinding his still-hard cock into my crotch.  Before
long we were bucking against each other and digging our tongues into each
other's mouths until with a sigh Mike came again onto my stomach.  He rolled
off me and scooped up his load, using it as lube while he jacked my to a
second orgasm.  After I came he kissed me again and curled up next to me.
Within minutes we fell into a blissful sleep.
     I was so pleasantly surprised at the change in our relationship.  Mike
was really opening up and loved being affectionate.  The next morning I awoke
to find him still wrapped around me.  When he stirred, he greeted we with a
warm "good morning, baby," and a tender kiss on the back of the neck.  We got
up and showered together, having some fun again with the soap.
     After breakfast we amused ourselves around the house for a while.  I
ended up in the den watching television.  Mike joined me after a while and, to
my continued amazement, curled up next to me on the couch with his arm around
me.  We looked at each other and smiled.  Slowly he leaned in and kissed me.
We ended up making out for almost an hour.  It was a quiet thrill to spend so
much time just tenderly yet passionately kissing.  We didn't even take off our
clothes.  Eventually we settled into watching the TV again, but neither of us
were very interested.  At the end of the program I shut it off.  Neither of us
got up.
     "Remember I said I'd gotten a blowjob from a guy before but I didn't give
anything back?"  Mike asked.
     "Yeah," I replied.
     "Well, I really wanted to, I was just scared," he said.  "Do you wanna
know who it was?"
     "Sure," I said, extremely intrigued.
     "Chris Hamilton," Mike said.
     Chris Hamilton!  I almost died!  Chris was a year older than we were.
I'd known him very casually in grade school.  When I was in fifth grade I'd
had a very brief friendship with him that was similar to my friendship with
Mike.  We talked about puberty and how we were changing.  I remember how
impressed he was when I told him how big my dick was.  Up until then I wasn't
sure if I was at all big or not.  I never got the chance to see him nude, or
anything.  And it had been two years since I'd seen him at all.  I remembered
him as being very nice and kind of innocent, although not at all shy.  He was
tall and athletic and had a cherubic face.  He was very much in contrast with
Mike.  Mike had a beautiful runner's body and a face that was striking but
kind of rough.  And he never ever seemed innocent.  It hadn't at all surprised
me to hear him talk so frankly about jacking off and cumming when we were in
sixth grade.  Mike's actual level of sweetness and vulnerability was a
pleasant surprise when you got to know him.  With Chris it was his strength
and worldliness that were the pleasant surprises.
     "So you didn't blow him back, huh?"  I said.
     "No.  He really wanted me to.  He wanted to kiss me too, but I didn't let
him."  Mike answered.
     There was a silence.
     "Do you think we should invite him over to join in?"  Mike asked.
      I was relieved!  Mike was accumulating a great record of saying just the
right thing the past couple of days.  I'd had a bit of a crush on Chris since
our brief friendship and I thrilled at the thought of going to bed with him,
but I didn't want to hurt Mike's feelings if he thought we were building a
relationship or something.
     "Sure, that'd be great!"  I said enthusiastically.  "Why don't you give
him a call?"
     Mike went to the kitchen phone and dialed Chris' number.  I didn't hear
their conversation.
     "Well?"  I asked when Mike re-entered the room.
     "He's coming over, but he won't be here until about four," Mike said,
curling up with me again.
    "Did you, um, you know..." I asked carefully, "tell him what to expect?"
     "I told him that maybe tonight I'd get a chance to return him that
favor," Mike said, "but I didn't tell him about you.  He was real excited,
though.  I think he likes you too."
     I was fairly sure he did.  I was sure we'd all end up in bed together.
     "But before he gets here, there's something else I wanna do," Mike said,
smiling at me.
     "What?"  I asked.
     "I want to make love to you," Mike said, looking straight into my eyes.
He massaged my chest a bit.  "You know, be inside you."  I was very surprised
that Mike used such tender words.  Usually I would have expected him to just
say that he wanted to fuck me in the ass.
     "I'm a little scared to," I said honestly.
     "I know, I am too," he said softly.  "We'll be really careful and gentle.
I really wanna be inside of you."  He gave me a quick kiss on the lips.
     "Okay," I said.  "We'll try. You wanna do it now?"
     "Yeah, let's do it now," Mike said, "while we've got plenty of time to do
it slow."  It was about one o'clock.
     "Okay," I said again.  We kissed deeply and slowly one more time before
going upstairs.
     I went into the master bathroom to do the preparations that I'd learned
from the "education" part of the porn movie we'd watched the night before.  I
went to the bathroom and used it normally just as the video had instructed.
Then I got out the enema ball that I'd found in the cabinet and filled it with
worm water and used that too.  After I was thoroughly cleansed I got in the
shower and quickly washed my crack and hole with anti-bacterial soap.  I dried
off and went into the master bedroom where Mike was waiting.
      We hadn't said anything, but I guess we'd both thought that the master
bed was the right place to do this.   I climbed on the bed with him and we
made out for quite some time.  He licked my balls passionately and worked his
way down to my thoroughly clean asshole.  I gasped when his tongue ran over my
hole for the first time.  I'd never imagined that it could possibly feel so
good!  I rolled over and got on all fours to allow him better access.   I
buried my head into a pillow and just screamed with pleasure as he dug his
tongue into me while he stroked my throbbing cock.  After an eternity of this,
Mike reached over and retrieved the bottle of lubricant from the nightstand
where I'd found it at the beginning of my stay.  He slicked up my hole and his
fingers and slowly worked one in.  I wasn't relaxed enough and I cried out
with pain.  He eased up and went more slowly.  After I'd gotten a bit used to
it, he began to slide his finger in and out.  I was relaxing but still not
quite enjoying it.  Then he gently rolled me over onto my back and positioned
himself so that he could suck my cock.  His long middle finger suddenly began
to feel wonderful to me as he found my prostate.  The feeling if his finger in
my ass and my cock in his mouth almost made me orgasm, but I held back.
     "Okay, I'm ready," I said.
     We got up from the bed and went to the opposite wall, which I leaned
against with my back facing Mike.  The video had said that this was the
easiest position to start from if you weren't experienced in anal sex, which I
certainly wasn't.  I breathed deeply and willed myself to relax completely
while Mike tenderly kissed the back of my neck and my shoulders and caresses
my torso.  All the while the head of his dick rubbed against the opening of my
asshole, sending shivers of pleasure through my whole body.  When I felt
completely relaxed I whispered a barely audible "okay" to Mike.  He took hold
of his cock and very slowly began to push it in.  There was a sudden
tremendous pain, and I made him pull out.  He held me and we waited a bit
before trying again.  This time I was more successful at willing myself to
relax and I flexed my sphincter muscles open against him as he pushed.  Before
I knew it he was all the was in.   He sighed and asked me how I was.  I said I
was fine and asked how it felt to him.  He moaned that it was great, very
tight.  Slowly he began to thrust in and out until I was bracing myself
against the wall and shoving myself back into his every thrust, both of us
shouting in ecstasy.
     Suddenly Mike stopped and suggested that we get back on the bed.  I
jumped on and lay on my back, lifting my legs over my head as much as I
could.  Mike positioned himself and sank his hot cock back into me.  I
cried out sharply.  This position allowed my prostate to be stimulated much
more than before.  His thrusting cock felt like it was shoving the sperm
right out of my balls.  A few thrusts was all I could take.  With a loud
cry I let loose with the best orgasm I'd ever had up to that point.  The
cum splashed all over my chest and stomach and even my face.  Mike cried
out and slumped forward to lick the cum from my face and thrust his tongue
into my mouth.  As we kissed, I felt his cock twitch as he emptied his load
into me.  We lay there panting and kissing for quite some time before we
both drifted off into a light sleep.
     About twenty minutes later we awoke.  Mike suggested that he clean
himself up and I could fuck him in the ass (his regular language had
returned).  He said he wanted to be sure I got to have him before Chris did.
That made me feel very special.  Making love with me on top went just as well.
Mike writhed with greater passion than I had ever seen under my cock and even
cried out at one point that he loved me, although I didn't take it too
seriously.  When I came, it felt totally different from any orgasm I'd had
before, even into Mike's mouth.  And when Mike came, it was just as prodigious
as my own load.  I returned the favor and licked the cum off of his face and
kissed him deeply.
     After a while we got up, showered and dressed, and went downstairs to
wait for Craig to arrive.

      Well, that's the end of part one.  Hope you enjoyed it!  Part two will
be coming soon!  E-mail any feedback to Smartman2@AOL.com