Date: Wed, 5 Dec 2012 23:28:06 +0000
From: gaystoriesreader@gmail.com
Subject: My Drama Buddy Part 2

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without the author's explicit permission. It is copyright to the author. If
in doubt, don't steal my story - thanks. Obviously, if you're under 18 (in
England anyway) you shouldn't be reading this. But if you happen to ignore
this message and read on, I cannot be held responsible. This story is
fictional, but the characters are real (although with changed names). I am
one of them, and the other was actually a friend from a drama centre I
attended. This story was originally written for him and sent to him. We are
now both older, although only by a few years (don't worry, we're both
legal). Now, it's for you guys...

Hey all, sorry it's taken so long to get another part of this done. I'm
going to be honest with you, I wrote part 1 for him when he wanted it, but
didn't submit it until AGES afterwards. A lot of shit has gone down between
us between now and then, but we seem to have sorted it. Tonight (5th
December) he wanted Part 2, but updated. So, I wrote it. Again, it's rushed
and a bit shit, but it was for him and provided he gets off I don't really
care.

Now it's for your enjoyment. As always, PLEASE email me with thoughts etc.
Pictures (if you know what I mean) may help me write faster.
I think this will be the final part of this story, before I start to write
a proper fictional one which I've been meaning to do for months.
Thanks, J.

My Drama Buddy, Part 2.

Two years have passed since the original
sleepover of 2010. Needless to say other
things did happen on that original night, but
that's not important.
In the two year gap, James had changed. He was
now 17, and 6ft tall, not quite matching my
6ft 2". He still had his trademark mid-length
brown hair threatening to turn
long, and deep brown eyes that you couldn't
help but get lost in.

Due to circumstances beyond our control, we
hadn't seen each other in person for those two
years, instead keeping touch on facebook
whenever we got the chance. Eventually, I
decided that enough was enough, and that I had
to have him again. So, I again invited him
over for a sleepover at my place. He jumped at
the chance, and so did my cock.

When the day finally arrived I couldn't help
but feel nervous, like butterflies but the
size of dinosaurs were in my stomach. I'd
stayed up until 3am the previous night
cleaning the house. Hopefully it'd feel nice
and dirty by the time he left...

6.30pm. A car pulls up outside. As though in
slow motion, the passenger door opens and out
steps James. It being high summer (if there is
such a thing in England), James is wearing
black Ray-Ban sunglasses, which he pulls off
as he steps out of the car.
"Fuck" I thought "This boy likes to look the
part, it's like he's out of a fucking film or
something."

I opened the front door to greet him, and he
waved his parents off as they drove away. He
walked in and I shut the door behind him.

We were alone in the hallway. "So, this is
what's become of the famous Simon is it?" he
says to me, looking me up and down.
"17 years old and fit as a fucking model."

That was all it took. I grabbed his hand and
nearly dragged him up the stairs and into my
bedroom. He slammed the door behind him and I
pushed him against it, forcing my way into his
mouth. He immediately reciprocated and we
began duelling tongues as our hands
frantically explored one another's bodies.
Pulling off his t-shirt, I discovered a hint of
a six-pack and a nicely trimmed snail trail
which drove me wild. I reached down and
squeezed the bugle I felt building in his
jeans. Boy, the last two years had been good
to him, he felt larger and thicker than he had
done.

I lifted James up and threw him down on my bed
before climbing right on top of him, exploring
every inch of his body with my tongue. Working
my way down, I licked and sucked his nipples,
and a small 'unfgh' escaped his lips.
Travelling further down still, I undid his
jeans button and zip with my teeth and slid
them off his gorgeous body. His tight boxers
left little to the imagination and they were
quickly removed, letting his hot boy cock
spring up, hitting his stomach. "Fuck James,
that thing must have grown nearly 2 inches!" I
gasp.

Smiling down at me, he replies "Yep, now get
your mouth around it." As if I needed any
encouraging. I dived straight down onto his
cock, taking it all and deep throating him.
James' whole body spasmed and he grabbed my
head. "Oh fuuuuuccckkkk Simon! Fuck yeah just
like that, don't stop!" He went crazy, fucking
my mouth like an animal.

"STOP!" He shouted. I pulled off, wondering
what the hell was wrong. "What?" I asked. No
spoken answer was given. Instead, James pulled
my head back up to his, kissed me once more,
then twisted his body so he faced the bulge in
my black skinny jeans. Sensing what he was
going for, I leaned back down to his dick,
slowly licking round the head. James pulled my
jeans and boxers down, letting my now 7.5"
cock lose, and took it straight into his
mouth. Not wanting to waste any time, I did
the same to him and we began to 69. As he went
to town on my cock I could feel my orgasm
building so went faster on James' cock. I
could feel it start to twitch so I knew he was
close too. Our moaning grew to near roars of
pleasure, muffled by each other's cocks.
Suddenly, James let off. 1,2,3,4,5,6 then 7
spurts of his hot boy cum exploded into my
mouth and I swallowed as though it were life-
giving. I came at the same time and felt
James' mouth filling with my cum as he just
managed to swallow it. Not wanting to miss a
drop, we both kept sucking until we both were
spent.

Moving round on the bed again, I came face to
face with James. "It's been too long." "Far
too long." He replied, smiling his sexy cocky
smile.




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-J