Date: Sun, 31 Mar 2013 12:31:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pixie Dust - 6

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Pixie Dust - 6


A gap in the curtains let light from the parking lot inside the otherwise
dark room. It was just enough so that when Kyle slipped into Tanner's bed,
he'd been able to see the expression of surprise on Tanner's face. When
Kyle asked if Tanner was hard, the younger boy looked unsure how to answer.

"Want to help each other out?" Kyle asked, hoping Tanner would say yes.

Tanner hesitated but then nodded.

Kyle put a hand inside Tanner's underpants and gently felt up his cock and
balls. Kyle had seen Tanner naked in the showers, but wrapping his hand
around the boy's dick turned out to be an unexpected surprise. Though
slight in every other way: height, weight, build, upper and lower body
strength, Tanner stood out when it came to what was in his pants. Kyle
could barely get his hand around the fat thing and if he'd been forced to
guess, he'd have to say it was a full seven inches and maybe more. Never
having seen the thing hard, Kyle was surprised it had grown as much as it
had. "A grower not a shower" he decided.

"Fuck, you're hard!" Kyle mumbled as he gave the teen's cock a tug.

Kyle loved how warm and soft Tanner felt. Not his cock, that was plenty
hard, but Tanner's skin was softer than anything Kyle had ever touched
before. Kyle looked deep into Tanner's eyes as he wrapped his fingers
around the boy's shaft a second time and rubbed him. With the first touch,
Tanner had sucked in a breath, but hadn't pulled away. As the boy's looked
at one another to gauge the other's thoughts, Kyle felt Tanner's hand
tentatively touch the outside of his underpants.

"It's okay. Stick your hand inside and feel it," Kyle whispered.

Tanner rubbed Kyle's cock a few times from the outside then slipped his
fingers under the waistband of Kyle's briefs.

Kyle couldn't help but let out a groan as Tanner's hand found the head of
his dick. "Wrap your hand around it and jack it," Kyle whimpered.

This time Tanner didn't hesitate. He reached in further, firmly grabbed
Kyle's dick, and started to stroke. Kyle matched the strokes he was giving
to Tanner's cock with what Tanner was doing to him.

Kyle twisted his hand and varied the speed of his tugs to give Tanner an
idea of things he could try.

Tanner learned quickly and soon both boys were finding what it was that
made the other grunt, groan, or react in some other way.

"This is great," Kyle whispered as the two boys lay on their sides, staring
at one another.

The darkness seemed to add to the excitement as the boys snuggled closer
and got right back at jerking the other off.

Kyle stared at the cute boy next to him. Tanner's longish hair, delicate
features, and beautiful eyes made him look almost feminine. He was so tiny
Kyle thought he also looked much younger than his real age.

"Looks like he should be in fifth grade," Kyle thought, continuing to
gently work on Tanner's dick. "Except that he's got a cock the size of a
horse," Kyle smiled to himself.

The room was oddly silent now that Dylan and Riley had finally quieted
down. Kyle heard Tanner's breathing once in a while as he sucked in a
breath or made some soft sound. He felt Tanner's cock pulse in his hand and
wondered if the boy was starting to get close.

"You gonna cum?" Kyle asked softly.

Tanner grunted, thrust forward, and humped harder. Even though Tanner
hadn't answered the question, Kyle figured it wouldn't be much longer. The
thought that Tanner was about to bust made Kyle hornier. He thrust his dick
in and out of Tanner's hand in the same way Tanner was using his. The bed
was making soft creaking noises as the boys wiggled and jostled around for
better positions. Kyle could feel he was almost there. Tanner must be too.

"Unh, Unh," Tanner whimpered.

Tanner's cock swelled as he pumped against Kyle faster and harder. It was
clear to Kyle that Tanner was about to cum.

"Fuck," Kyle groaned as he imagined what was about to happen. "Come on,
Tanner, do it with me." He felt the tingle approaching. "Gonna shoot," Kyle
groaned. "Come on, come on," he urged as he jacked Tanner's cock faster and
harder.

Tanner's breathing was coming faster as he became more urgent in his
thrusts. "Unh, unh, oh....Kyle..." he grunted, stiffened, his cock
beginning to pulse.

Kyle felt Tanner's cock make one more thrust and then he felt it throb five
times, sending out a gusher of cum. The hot stuff messed his hand and
creamed the inside of Tanner's underwear. The feel of the boy's cum and the
way Tanner's eyes fluttered as his nuts emptied pushed Kyle over the edge,
too.

Closing his eyes, Kyle imagined his cock was someplace warm, wet, and
tight. He imagined the little pixie boy next to him wasn't just tugging on
his dick but was sucking it and was about to bust a nut in Tanner's mouth.

"Oh, fuuuuuck," Kyle mumbled and shuddered. Kyle felt his orgasm race up
from his nut sack to forcefully spill out.

He tried to shove his dick deeper into Tanner's hand, but was already in as
far as the boy's small hand could manage. Kyle felt the hard spurts, the
warm cream, and the slippery mess that was flooding his underwear.

The boys grunted, groaned, and jacked a few more times before slowly
settling down. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the room. Then, it
was over.

Kyle opened his eyes and looked into Tanner's face. It took a few seconds
before Tanner opened his own eyes. The two looked at each other for some
time before either said a word.

Kyle smiled. "Like that?"

Tanner seemed shy; then smiled. "Yeah, it was awesome."

Kyle wanted to snuggle, but couldn't ignore the wet, icky feeling in his
underpants. "I guess we better clean up," he said reluctantly. Opening his
fingers, he let go of Tanner's penis.

Tanner had a mischievous look in his eyes when it was his turn to let
go. He opened his hand, dropped Kyle's cock, and then wiped a glob of spunk
onto Kyle's stomach.

"You little asswipe," Kyle laughed as Tanner quickly scooted away, climbed
off the bed, and hurried into the bathroom.

Kyle rubbed his thumb and forefinger together and felt the pearly
cream. Some dripped down and fell onto the bed. The stuff was still
warm. Kyle looked at the slippery pudding and put a finger to his lips. He
stuck out his tongue and carefully took a lick of Tanner's spunk. He rolled
the goo around in his mouth before swallowing it. He then licked up another
dab and tried it again.

"His tastes different," Kyle mused. He'd tasted one other guy and thought
all guys would taste the same.

Just when Kyle was about to suck the last of the stuff off his finger,
Tanner tossed a towel in his direction. Kyle looked up in embarrassment and
Tanner laughed.

* * * *

Things got awkward after both boys had cleaned up and were once again ready
for bed. Though Tanner had enjoyed Kyle jacking him, he was uncomfortable
at the thought of anything else.

"Can I sleep with you?" Kyle asked when Tanner crawled back into bed.

"I don't know, we have to get up early. The meet and all," Tanner
whispered.

Kyle looked disappointed but crawled out of Tanner's bed and back into his
own.

The boys pulled their covers up and looked at each other.

"Night," Kyle said softly.

"See you in the morning," Tanner smiled.

* * * *

It was mid-afternoon. All the gear had been stowed and the guys were piling
on board the bus. Tanner held back, letting most of the others go
first. The team had done pretty well and everyone was in a good
mood. Dylan, true to form was playing a little grab ass with Riley.

"Man, they're at it again!" One of the kids complained to jeers and cheers
from half a dozen other guys.

Dylan grabbed one of Riley's ass cheeks as Riley climbed up the steps and
gave him a boost. Riley looked back as if tired of his boyfriend's constant
pawing.

"I would have thought they'd have had enough last night." Kyle nudged
Tanner.

"Yeah, for sure," Tanner answered.

While the coach talked with one of the event sponsors just outside, the
team gave it to Dylan and Riley.

"Hey, Dylan, what was with all the noise last night?"

"He was practicing his mounts," a kid joked.

The whole team burst out laughing.

"Got it wrong, boys," Riley said cheerily. "It wasn't Dylan."

"What the fuck?" a kid in the back laughed.

"Yeah, it was me. I was the one doing the practicing," Riley said with a
wide grin.

Dylan slid a little lower in his seat.

"That right, Dylan?"

"But I think I need to work on my dismount." Riley laughed.

There was more hooting and hollering, Dylan was looking increasingly
uncomfortable.

Kyle sat next to Tanner as the coach finally climbed aboard.

"You okay?" Kyle asked.

Tanner nodded.

Kyle tried to make some small talk, but Tanner wasn't in the mood. They
spent the next half hour or so riding in silence. They looked at one
another a few times but neither spoke.

Finally Kyle scooted closer, looked around the bus to see if anyone was
watching, and leaned in. "You thinking about last night?"

"Yeah," Tanner replied softly.

"Me, too," Kyle whispered.

Tanner gave Kyle a quick look.

"Did it freak you out?"

Tanner squirmed. "No, but I've never done anything like that before."

It was quiet again.

"Have you?" Tanner eventually asked.

Now it was Kyle's turn to squirm. "I've done a little."

The other guys had toned down the lewd comments when the coach got on board
but there was still a lot of joking and carrying on.

Tanner wanted to know more, but this wasn't the time or place to talk. Kyle
looked like he was thinking the same thing.

"We need to talk," Kyle sighed and looked around. "But not now."

Tanner agreed.

"Can I call you tonight?"

Tanner felt his stomach churn. He wasn't sure he was ready to talk about
things like this. "I ran out of minutes on my phone. Dad said I can't buy
more until the end of the month."

Kyle dug in his pocket. "Here, take mine. You can keep it for a couple of
days until we get yours going again. I've got some money my grandma gave me
that's just been sitting around; may as well spend it."

Tanner looked at the phone. "What are you gonna use?"

"I'll tell my mom I left mine at school and I'll use hers."

Tanner saw he wasn't going to get out of talking with Kyle. But it still
made him nervous. "Why don't you text me instead."

"Text?" Kyle sounded surprised, his facial expression showing that he was
perhaps even a little disappointed.

"Yeah," Tanner answered.

Kyle reluctantly agreed. He sat back, gave Tanner a curious look and then
settled in for the ride home.

Tanner tucked the phone in his pocket, slid over and stared out the window.

* * * *

After pulling a clean white T-shirt over his head, Tanner shook out his
hair. He'd already put on his sleep pants. He liked the smell of the fabric
softener his mom used. He lifted his arm and sniffed his pit to see if he
should take another shower before bed, but the one right after the meet had
apparently taken care of things. The only thing left was to pee and comb
his hair. He never liked going to bed with his hair a mess.

Tanner was disappointed with his family's reaction when he'd gotten home,
wishing they'd have made a bigger deal of how well he'd done. But his mom
had just given him a little kiss on the cheek with a perfunctory "that's
nice, honey," and his dad had offered a quick "good job, son," and was off
to watch the sports channel. His sister Megan, true to form, had teased,
"Did you wear tights?" Tanner had just glared at her.

Just as he was heading to the bathroom, the phone Kyle had lent him chirped
with an incoming text.

"Hey"

"Hi" Tanner texted back.

"What r u doing"

"Getting ready for bed"

"r u mad at me"

"No, why" Tanner answered.

"You didn't say much on the ride back to town"

Tanner had been uncomfortable with Kyle asking him if he'd liked what
they'd done the night before. The truth was he'd liked it a lot, but
couldn't seem to be able to find the words to tell Kyle that. Tanner went
over the whole thing in his mind one more time. He couldn't believe how
wonderful Kyle's hand had felt on his dick. Kyle seemed to know exactly
what he would like. Then when he'd finally cum, it had been brilliant. Even
when he'd jacked one of his better ones, he'd never felt anything as good
as what Kyle had done for him.

"I was just thinking" Tanner typed to explain his quiet mood on the bus.

"r u sorry we did that stuff last night" Kyle sent back.

Tanner felt himself get queasy. He didn't know how to answer. He liked what
they'd done, but didn't know if that was because he liked getting jacked or
because he liked doing it with another boy.

He clicked the keys on the phone, "maybe a little"

Just seconds later Kyle sent back, "i'm not"

Tanner's heart beat faster. "ur not?"

"i liked it... it felt great"

Tanner grew more nervous. "idk what to say" he sent back.

"Tanner can I tell you something" Kyle replied, but didn't wait for an
answer. "i think i might like u"

"what?"

"u know like Dylan and Riley"

Tanner felt a sudden urge to pee. He'd been headed that way when Kyle had
started messaging, and now this!

"I got a pee, brb" Tanner hit the keys and hurried out of his room.

There was a bleep announcing another text when he'd made it half way down
the hall.

"wtf" Kyle asked.

Tanner made it to the bathroom, pulled down his sleep pants and sat on the
toilet instead of standing. He used one hand to aim his cock downward and
the other to type out a reply using his thumb.

"ur crazy" Tanner sent.

"no i'm not and u know it"

Tanner finished his pee but stayed on the can for awhile before answering
back with, "i dont know if i'm like that" Just the thought that he might be
gay confused Tanner more than he cared to think about. Now, here was Kyle
putting it out there.

"its ok just think about it k?"

Tanner hesitated, but then finally answered "k"

Kyle sent a smiley face.

"gtg" Tanner replied.

"cya" Kyle answered and sent another smiley face.

"cya" Tanner answered.

Back in his room, Tanner had a lot to think about. He crawled into bed,
pulled up the covers, and stared at the cute boy singer on the poster,
comparing him to Kyle. Absentmindedly Tanner's hand slipped into his
pants. In just a few strokes his cock was hard. Considering all the factors
involved, he decided the idea that Kyle Hamilton "liked" him wasn't so
weird after all. It was just going to take some time to think through.

* * * *

Kyle took a drink from his cup of soda and surveyed the scene. Riley's
folks were out of town again and Dylan had decided to throw a party. The
week had gone by a lot quicker than Kyle had expected. He'd had a chance to
see Tanner at school a few times but the kid was either on the way to
class, or with Kristen. Kyle was frustrated that the two of them seemed to
have their heads together whispering most of the time. "What was he doing
with a girl anyway?" Kyle wondered. The boys had seen each other at
practice, but Tanner had seemed uncomfortable around him so Kyle had given
him some space. The two had talked on the phone a few times but their
conversation had been about gymnastics rather than personal stuff.

Kyle hoped now they were both at the same party he and Tanner would be able
to find a quiet corner and talk.

"Quite a crowd!" Kyle hollered in Riley's ear.

"Yeah, Dylan invited a shit load more kids than I expected."

Kyle looked around the room at maybe forty kids. The music was pumping out
of two huge speakers and maybe half the kids were dancing. As he looked to
one corner he saw Dylan behind the bar.

"You got beer?" Kyle laughed and nodded toward Dylan.

Riley got a surprised look on his face that soon turned to pissed. "I told
him no booze, my dad will have a shit fit." Riley moaned and weaved his way
through the crowd toward his boyfriend.

Tanner was sitting on a fluffy sofa toward the other side of the room.

Kyle walked over to Tanner and flopped down next to him. "Nice party! Huh?"
he said loudly, leaning close to Tanner's ear.

Tanner nodded and gave Kyle a goofy smile.

Kyle looked at Tanner more closely. "Are you all right?"

Tanner nodded again and then lazily drawled, "Fine."

Turning to the side, Kyle took Tanner by the shoulders and twisted him
around so he could look into his eyes. "Fuck, who gave you the stuff?"

"What stuff?"

"You're drunk! Where did you get it?"

"Just been drinking punch." Tanner shrugged and gave Kyle another goofy
smile.

"Okay, upstairs with you." Kyle pulled Tanner up by the arms and guided him
through the mass of kids.

"Where are you going?" Riley caught up with them as they reached the
stairway.

"I'm getting Tanner out of here, he says he's only been drinking punch but
he's drunk on his ass."

Riley looked back toward Dylan. "Talking about asses, I'm gonna kick his!"

Kyle guided Tanner up to the first floor and then up another set of stairs
to the second. There he gently pushed Tanner through the bathroom
door. "Put some cold water on your face and try and sober up."

Tanner said he would and closed the door.

Kyle leaned against the wall and was relieved to hear the water start.

"Where's Tanner?" Riley asked, coming up a minute or two later.

"In the bathroom, I told him to wash his face with cold water."

Just as Kyle was going to ask about Dylan there was a loud thump.

"What the fuck?" Kyle looked at Riley and then started pounding on the
door. "Tanner! Are you alright?"

There was no answer. Kyle tried the handle and found it was locked. He
pounded on the door again and still no answer.

"I'll get it open," Riley said hurriedly and ran to his room. He was back a
minute later with a piece of bent wire. He pushed it through the small hole
in the center of the door knob and it unlocked. He swung the door open and
they saw Tanner passed out on the floor.

"Fuck!" Kyle said angrily and pushed passed Riley to get to Tanner. Kyle
sat Tanner up and leaned him against the sink cabinet. "Hey, you all right,
buddy?"

Tanner was out cold.

"We got to get him out of here," Kyle said with a quick look at Riley.

"My room is down the hall."

Kyle wrapped his arms around Tanner's middle and lifted him to a
near-standing position. Out cold, Tanner's legs were useless. Kyle scooted
the boy higher and finally ended with Tanner over his shoulder. Riley led
the way and a minute later Tanner was stretched out on Riley's bed.

"What's going on?" a voice asked from the doorway.

Kyle and Riley both turned to find Dylan standing just inside the room.

"What the fuck did you put in the punch?" Riley asked sternly.

"Just a little vodka, no big deal." Dylan smiled.

"Does this look like no big deal?" Kyle barked.

"Tell me you didn't take the bottle off the back shelf." Riley shot his
boyfriend a blazing look.

"Maybe, what the fuck do I know about Vodka?"

"You shit head!" Riley groaned. "That was imported! Dad got it from Russia,
it's five hundred bucks a bottle."

Kyle looked up from Tanner and glared at his friends. "Will you two shut
the fuck up? What are we gonna do about Tanner?"

"How much did he have?" Riley asked.

"I don't know, maybe two or three glasses. But, shit, look at him. He's,
like, five feet nothing and what, ninety or a hundred pounds?" Kyle
replied.

"Call 911?" Riley looked at both Kyle and Dylan.

Before either could answer, there was a gurgle from Tanner.

"Shit, he's gonna throw up!"

Just as Kyle turned Tanner's head to the side Tanner spewed. A gush of ugly
pink stuff shot across the floor.

"Oh fuck, that's nasty!" Dylan wrinkled his nose.

"Jesus, look at that mess," Riley groaned.

Tanner heaved a second time and more of the stuff poured out.

"Shit, what do we do now?" Kyle was holding Tanner's shoulder and rubbing
his back.

"I can't take this," Dylan announced and turned to leave.

Kyle glared at him.

Riley quickly headed after Dylan, reminding him he was the one responsible
for all this. It sounded like Dylan was in for it.

Kyle looked around the room for anything he could use to clean up the
mess. Tanner had stopped being sick and was now stirring a bit. Kyle
decided he'd take a chance and leave him for a few seconds to run down the
hall and grab some towels. Quickly he was back and busy doing what he could
to deal with things.

After cleaning the floor and bed as best he could, Kyle lifted Tanner to a
sitting position and pulled off his messy shirt. The boy's jeans were okay,
so all he did there was loosen Tanner's belt and undid the top button to
make Tanner more comfortable. At about that point Tanner stirred and came
more awake.

"Are you all right?" Kyle asked softly as he used a clean towel to dab at
Tanner's forehead. Tanner's eyes were still glazed.

"What happened?" he mumbled.

"Dylan messed with the punch. You got drunk."

"I need to rinse my mouth out," Tanner made a face.

"Let's see if you can walk," Kyle suggested and helped Tanner put his legs
over the side of the bed.

With Kyle's arm around his waist, Tanner managed to get back to the
bathroom.

* * * *

Though muted, the thumping of the heavy bass of the huge speakers and the
steady drone of the crowd still filtered up the two flights of stairs and
into the room. Tanner's eyes were finally focusing. He looked around and
found he was in what looked like a guest bedroom. He was flat on his back
and Kyle was sitting beside him on the side of the bed. He knew he'd been
sick, and that Kyle had helped him clean up. Kyle had gotten him a
sweatshirt from someplace and had even found a toothbrush and toothpaste.

"How you doing?" Kyle asked tenderly.

"Better." Tanner smiled.

Kyle ran his fingers through Tanner's hair. "Your hair is a mess," he
chuckled.

"I hate when it gets like that," Tanner answered with an embarrassed look.

The two sat quietly for a moment.

Kyle reached out a finger and lightly ran it down Tanner's cheek.

Tanner looked into Kyle's face; between the touch on the cheek and the look
in his eyes, Tanner thought he knew what Kyle was thinking. "No, I never
did," Tanner whispered.

"Never did what?" Kyle asked softly.

"Kissed a boy," Tanner said so softly he barely made a sound.

Kyle smiled. "Want to try?"

Tanner stared into Kyle's eyes for what seemed like a long time but
probably wasn't. He nodded and moved over so Kyle could lie beside
him. Tanner snuggled closer when Kyle put his arms around him.

"This is nice," Tanner whispered.

Kyle held him for awhile and then it was time. He leaned in and Tanner felt
Kyle's lips on his. The kiss was tentative. Kyle seemed unsure of how
Tanner might react, and Tanner didn't want to do anything wrong. He hoped
Kyle would show him. The second kiss was surer, the boys seeming to have a
better sense of what the other would allow.

Several more kisses followed. Then Tanner felt Kyle's tongue touching his
lips. Tanner opened his mouth and Kyle swept inside passed his teeth.

The feel of a kiss like that was incredible. Tanner shuddered and wiggled
closer. He felt his dick swell and rubbed it against Kyle. Kyle did the
same with him. His heart pounding, Tanner felt a flood of emotions. He
thought about how he and Kyle had jacked each other off in the hotel; but
in some ways that now seemed like harmless `boy play.' This, this kissing
and touching stuff felt different.

Tanner groaned and felt Kyle once again push their erections together. The
kiss was becoming deeper and more urgent.

"Kyle..." Tanner stammered.

"What?" Kyle gave him a questioning look.

Tanner wasn't sure why he'd wanted Kyle to stop. But everything was
happening so fast. "I just..." He started but then couldn't find the words.

"I know," Kyle whispered.

"But," Tanner whispered.

Kyle covered Tanner's mouth with another kiss and gently put his hand
between Tanner's legs.

Tanner felt Kyle slowly caress the lump now straining to get out and all
worries he'd had seconds earlier disappeared. He spread his legs and
settled onto his back as Kyle moved over him. He looked into Kyle's eyes as
the older boy pulled at his jeans. As he felt his pants being pulled down,
Tanner wondered what Kyle had in mind. Tanner gave Kyle a worried look.

"I just want to kiss it," Kyle said reassuringly as he reached out and
stroked Tanner's cock. "Is that all right?"

Tanner thrust upward while Kyle's hand twisted and turned on his dick. He
nodded weakly and Kyle continued.

Kyle maneuvered into position and leaned down. Tanner watched spellbound as
Kyle wrapped soft lips around his cock. Tanner couldn't resist thrusting
upwards. The feeling of Kyle's warm mouth on his dick was unlike anything
he'd ever felt before. He groaned as Kyle set to work.

Tanner remembered the text conversation he'd had with Kyle earlier in the
week. Kyle had surprised him with, "i think i might like you" when Tanner
had asked what he meant, Kyle had said, "u know, like Dylan and Riley." As
Tanner pushed his cock up through Kyle's wet lips, Tanner wondered if this
is what he'd had in mind.

* * * *

Thank for reading. Feel free to send comments and story ideas to
Playbuddy123@yahoo.com also a special thanks to Jon B. and to Andrew for
their help wit this chapter. Best, Jon