Date: Sat, 30 Nov 2002 06:00:59 +0000
From: Kevin Annonymous <niftywriter3@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ricky's Gift: Part 1

	Ricky is 16 years old and some months now. He lived in a fairly
small town and went to the local public High School. Ricky was the only
child of his parents, Amber and Sean. Before I get on with the story, we
really need to go back a few previous months to the night of his 16th
birthday.

"John, sweetie... he really must know! We can not hide it forever." Mary
sighed while speaking in a very low whisper to her husband.

"You may be right, I remember when I hit his age though. It's just a real
downer sometimes to know you're... abnormal and always will be! Let's just
give him a little more time, he may find out on his own."

"That's exactly it though! He may find out on his own, who knows what will
happen then? We come from proud families with a gift; it is a gift that can
better ones life. Sure, we have to hide it but it is for the best. He must
know. He has a right."

John stood, silent... as if he was thinking. "Okay. We will sit him down
tonight and have a discussion."

	Ricky was up in his room, alone. He was almost always alone at
home. Not because he wasn't popular... in fact, he was a very well liked
guy at school. Who wouldn't like him? He was a big hit with the ladies but
never really dated. He had dark hair, which he usually spiked, about 5'10
tall and around 145lbs. His skin was a darker complexion like he tanned a
lot and was very smooth, almost no hair.

	The reason why Ricky didn't have many friends over at his house is
because his parents were weird. Strange things always happened and he
himself couldn't explain it, his parents just pretend like they never
happened. If his friends saw this, he may lose them.

	Ricky lay in bed staring at the ceiling thinking about how things
could be better. He had a big secret he never told anybody and sort of
hated himself for. He was gay. At first he thought it may have just been a
phase but he couldn't kid himself any longer, he wasn't attracted to women
sexually. Nobody had known this as if he told one person they may
disassociate with him and his reputation would be ruined by some
homophobes.

	Many nights he laid in his bed, playing with him-self imagining
what it would be like to be with another guy. His only solace was the
Internet. He visited many free gay websites and downloaded a lot of gay
porn from file sharing programs. Thankfully, his computer was in his
bedroom.

	Now, I will let him describe the rest of the story for you...

	So there I was, sitting there, on the night of my 16th birthday
hoping my parents would go to bed so I could start surfing for some hot
twinks to jack off with. Until then I just had to mope around and watch
some T.V. -- which contained nothing good on. There were sometimes shows
that had some pretty hot damn guys, though. I often took them to the
bathroom with me in my mind.

	I was tired of waiting for my parents to go to bed. I decided to go
into the bathroom and have some relief. I exited my room and walked into
the bathroom, which was across the hall. I locked the door of course and
sat down on the toilet after taking my clothes off.

	Damn... I was a pretty hot teen. My cock was limp and began to
harden as I touched it with my hands. I took one hand and began to take my
uncircumcised cock and move the skin up and down while I rubbed my lightly
haired ball sacks. I then imagined a hot scenario with one of my best
friends, Kevin.

	Kevin was about 5'11 and around 150 lbs. He was smooth but had a
very light skin. He didn't work out but maintained a slim figure, which was
always a big turn on of mine. He had brown hair and dark eyes to die for!

	I was in class and sat across from him. He liked to wear shorts so
I always tried to get some peaks at his hot legs. I always wanted to feel
them and work my way up to his midsection as a reward. He was the same age
as me and didn't date but I wouldn't dare approach him about being gay.

	My cock now grew to its full length as I jacked off my vigorously.
I was about 6 inches hard. I never really knew if that was long or not, I
would have preferred longer. I decided to spice my imagination up a notch.

	I snapped my fingers and time virtually stopped, including every
person. I got out of my seat and approached Kevin. I touched his head and
he unfroze but was still unconscious.

	"All right!" I was excited. I managed to lift him up so he was
leaning over my shoulder. I took my left arm and slapped his ass and
squeezed it, then put him on top of a couple desks.

	His eyes were closed and I moved my mouth close to his and
connected. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and explored. "Wake up my
sleeping prince." I stated aloud... and he sprung to life. He didn't try to
resist me, for I was too much. He probed my mouth with his tongue as I did
his.

	My hands began to wander down to his crotch area, first taking a
top at his stomach, which was perfectly flat. I rubbed in a couple circles
and began to slide my hand down the waistband of his pants, still rubbing.

	At this point, I was stroking my cock without stopping. I was
getting hot and knew I was going to cum soon, I usually did. I rarely
finished my imaginations as they just got me so hot I could blow my load
fairly quickly. I was going towards the toilet paper to cum in but then...

"RICKY! Can you come down here for a minute, I want to talk with you."

	Damn! It was my father.

"Uhh.. Yeah! Okay dad, be right down."

	I had been startled so I was losing my hard-on. I quickly regained
control of it though, determined to finish what I had started. With my
right hand I stroked up and down in short movements, not letting my excess
skin get past and exposing the head of my cock that much. I felt it was
ready, and with my left hand holding the toilet paper, I brought it over to
my cock.

	I crumpled the toilet paper a little bit so cum wouldn't splash
out, then placed my cock flatly onto the TP. A few more pants and strokes
and I felt it coming. Three mild streams of my succulent boy juice squirted
out. I stroked myself a little more getting any of the excess out then
flushed it down the toilet.

	I usually had more boy juice than that but that's only when I work
it up. Such as while I look at porn over the computer and jack myself off
every once in a while, getting me very hot.

	With that, I stood up. I bent down and raised my boxers and pants
that were resting at my ankles on the floor. I quickly tucked my cock in a
fairly comfortable position and zipped up. Then I washed my hands quickly
to get rid of any scent and turned on the fan to do the same, and then
left.

	As I went down the stairs I noticed my father and mother both in
the living room on the couch, staring at me as I went down. They looked
pretty serious; I was worried to be honest. I walked in the living room and
sat into the recliner, then gave them a glance to show them I was ready.

"Hi Hun, your father and I wanted to talk to you about something..."

	I started to think... Oh no! They knew! They must have been
snooping on my computer and found the movies I had hidden in folders. They
found out I was gay. It felt as if my life was over right then and
there. My heart was pounding like I had just did a marathon in the
Olympics.