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From: an184383@anon.penet.fi (Mike (naive as hell))
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Date: Fri, 20 Jan 1995 21:10:28 UTC
Subject: No knock.     (m/m, teen, mast)    unfinished
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This story contains sex between male teens.  If you don't like that, go 
away.  If, however, you do like that, read on.  














No Knock
========


       It was the third week of summer vacation when an event of such 
magnitude took place that my life has been changed ever since.  It was 
after my freshman year and I felt relieved not to be the butt of all the 
hazing that was a commonplace occurence for freshmen.  The same was true
for my best friend Robert, who was also becoming a sophomore.  We had 
met during the first quarter of school and got along perfectly.  It was 
very weird, actually, because we liked all of the same things.
     I pedaled up to his house at about 7pm on a Thursday night.  He had 
invited me to stay at his house for the weekend and I had gotten 
permission to do so.  My parents didn't know that Rob's parents were out 
of town - and Rob's parents didn't know I was going to spend the
weekend over there.  To our devious minds, it was the epitomy of 
badness.
     After I put the bike in the garage, I walked directly in the front 
door - no knock or anything.  I had no idea how much was going to be 
irrevocably altered by not knocking before going inside.  I shut the 
door quietly behind me and walked lightly towards his bedroom.  I guess 
- maybe - I wanted to startle him, even scare him.  As I crested the top 
of the stairs and turned toward his room, I heard a strange noise 
emanating from within.  I moved forward with the most delicate steps I 
could until I was right outside his door.
     Peering into the doorway, I beheld a provocative situation - Robert 
was laying on his bed on his back, naked.  He was blindfolded, his legs 
were loosely tied to the posts of his bed, and his ass was propped up on 
a pillow.  At first, I thought I had just interrupted his masturbation
session.  But, when I looked a little more closely, I saw the depth of 
my interruption.  Robert was stroking his dick with his left hand, while 
using his right hand to force a bright pink dildo (or vibrator) in and 
out of his shiny, lubricated asshole!  As he went on stroking and 
ramming himself, I found myself wanting to jerk off while I watched.
     "Oh, yeah," Robert grunted hoarsely, "that's the way I like to get 
fucked!"  I watched his hips grind back and forth while the vibrator 
slid in and out.  "I like when you ram it deep...  Oh yeah,
so deep!!"  Robert obviously likes to do what he says, I mused as he 
rammed the vibrator deep into his ass.  "So fuckin' deep, baby!  Keep 
fucking my asshole...  Yeah, that's it - fast!  Mmm,
your cock feels so fucking good inside my ass, I wanna feel you blow 
your come deep inside my rectum, Brad!"  For a second, I was certain I 
had heard him wrong.  "Oh, Brad, come on....harder....faster....you're 
gonna make me come!"  I was stepping back from the doorway,
cautiously and stealthily, when he moaned out in orgasmic rapture.  
Looking at him, I was still able to see his prick erupt its milky load 
in thick jets that splashed on his heaving stomach.  "Oh,
fuck!  Come in my ass, Brad.  Fill me with your sperm!"
     Before he was even through the last of his climactic convulsions, I 
had made my way to the bottom of the stairs.  I didn't dare open the 
door again, so I walked into the guest bedroom at the far end of the 
hall.  I gently shut the door behind me, locking it noiselessly.  I 
listened for footsteps coming down the stairs while climbing on top of 
the guest bed.  I was so full of disbelief and awe over what I had just 
seen that I just laid on my back, staring at the ceiling,
listening for footsteps, and fantasizing about the spectacle I had just 
witnessed.
     I must have been there for a long time, because when I looked at my 
watch, it was almost 9pm.  I climbed off the bed and opened the door.  
As I walked into the entryway, I could hear Robert listening to music in 
his room.  I opened the front door and shut it loudly, heading up the
stairs noisily.  "Hey, Rob, where the hell are ya?"
     "Up here, Brad."  His voice was calm and unconcerned.  "It's about 
time you got here!"
     I entered his room as nonchalantly as I could, my mind full of all 
that i'd seen today.  "Sorry I'm so late, bro.  I hope you don't mind me 
not knocking before coming in."  Robert's nude body with a vibrator 
plunging in and out of his ass flashed into my head.  "So, what you been
doin'?  Pullin' the old pud, I'd guess."
     He looked at me sideways, squinted, and then shook his head 
slightly.  "How'd you know?" I laughed and smiled, devilishly.  He, on 
the other hand, seemed to blush slightly.  "Ummm... Anyways, now that 
you're here, you wanna get loaded?  I've got some good buds."
     Within 10 minutes, we were stoned out of our minds.  The next 
logical thing to do was get in the jacuzzi, we both agreed.  Once 
outside, I looked at the hot tub, looked at my clothes, and
then looked at Robert.  "I am way too out of it to put a suit on...Mind 
if I just go in naked?" Even as I was finishing the sentence, I knew how 
I wanted the night to go.  Hopefully, if things work out well, Rob and I 
can get wild and kinky, I heard myself thinking.
     Robert also got in naked.  Much to my delight, the pot was making 
me horny as hell.  Leaning back in the hot, frothy water, I closed my 
eyes and reached down between my legs to stroke my cock discreetly.  
Both of us were silent for a long time, each caught up in his own
fantasies.  On several occasions, I had to restrain myself from getting 
carried away.
     "You know, Brad," Rob sounded shaky, "there's something about being 
in a jacuzzi that makes me horny.  Maybe its the hot water on my balls 
or something, but all I know for sure is that when I get in here by 
myself, I can't wait to get out and spank it!"  He laughed loudly.
"That's not too many details for ya, is it, Brad?"
     I kept my eyes closed and my head back as I answered.  "I hear what 
you're saying, but answer one thing for me : you said you get horny when 
you get in here.  And then you said it happens when you're in here 
alone.  Does that mean I ruin your horniness when I'm in here with
you?"  Now I opened my eyes and looked at him.  "Would you like me to 
leave you to your hormones?"
     Robert looked at me strangely and replied, "No, that's not what I 
meant.  In fact...  ummm.... nevermind."
     "What?! "  I demanded.  "Don't leave me hangin'."
     Robert looked down and sighed heavily.  "Well, I don't want to 
offend you, Brad," he paused nervously, "ummm... I didn't say you turned 
me off at all.  Actually, the opposite seems to be true." 
    I watched him stiffen with tension as he waited for me to respond.  
I was very slow to answer, not for lack of a response, but to prolong 
Rob's anxiety.  "So, let me get this right....  When you and I are in 
here together, you find yourself aroused?"  I didn't wait for an answer
before I continued.  "So, if for example, I were to lay down on the 
cement beside you, still naked, of course, you would want to perform 
sexual acts upon me?"  I got up on the ledge of the hot tub across from 
Robert and sat with my legs wide enough apart to expose a tiny part of
my asshole.  "What would you do?  Would you stick your finger in my ass? 
 Would you suck my dick?  Have me suck yours?  Or would you spread my 
legs, climb between them, and fuck my ass?"  I knew I had the advantage, 
so I decided to use it.  "Rob," I said firmly, turning around so my 
spread legs showed him the crack of my ass, "what if I did this?"  I put 
a hand on each cheek of my ass and spread them apart.  "Would you put 
your cock inside my ass and fuck me hard!"
     Robert said nothing, but I could hear the water slosh around as he 
moved toward my vulnerable anus.  "Would you like it if I did those 
things to you?"
     "To tell you the truth," I said as I quickly hopped out of the 
water, "I'd like it if we could go to your room and use your vibrator on 
my ass!"  I knew that last statement would get his complete attention.  
"You know, the one you ram up your ass while you jerk off!  ...  Oh, I 
think I forgot to mention the fact that I really got here at about 7:30 
tonight.  But, before you get angry, let me say this : watching you fuck 
yourself turned me on so much that I knew I wanted to try it myself!"  I 
looked over at him and saw a huge smile across his face.  "Does that 
mean you'll show me how to fuck my own ass?"
     "Yeah.  I'll help."  He shook his head, almost in disgust.  "I 
should have known you'd do something like this!  It's my own fault for 
leaving the door unlocked."  He grunted haplessly.  "Tell me this : was 
it a good show?"
     I stood up and winked at him.  "Do you think i'd want to get fucked 
if it didn't look like fun?"  I gave him my hand to help him out of the 
jacuzzi.  "Tell me this, Rob, do you get off harder if you come with a 
dildo up your asshole?  I mean, is it better?"  Without saying anything 
else, he lead me inside towards his room, stopping only to lock the 
front door.


        ...to be continued...


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