Date: Mon, 14 Nov 2011 03:50:14 -0600
From: tmexfiction@gmail.com
Subject: Sami Chapter 1: Sami and His Buddy

	This is a fantasy story based on a boy I had a crush on for a very
long time. This portion focuses on just him, but the story will soon
feature other people in his (and my) life. However, though the characters
are based on real life persons, they, and their experiences remain entirely
fictional and creations of the author. This story will involve a teenage
boy engaging in homosexual acts. If this type of literature displeases you,
you are invited to leave. If it is not legal for you to read this, you
acknowledge that it is illegal for you to read this, and you proceed at
your own risk; it is advisable that you leave. This work is entirely
fiction and is written solely for pleasure. You may redistribute this,
however you must acknowledge that I (KR: tmexfiction@gmail.com) am the
author.

	Sami has always been a shy, aloof boy. He is sixteen years old,
wears glasses, and is tall and very skinny, with a large bush of very curly
dark brown hair on his head, hair so bouncy that people are always putting
their hand to feel its bounciness. His father is white, but his mother
middle eastern, giving him a somewhat tan, mysterious complexion, always
leading people to question what he is. Being the awkward boy that Sami was,
he always gave his signature crooked smile whenever someone did these
things, or when they did anything else that made him feel funny or awkward.
	Sami is the typical nerd, always playing video games, but getting
good grades as well, and having an almost obsessive interest in internet
memes. The school he goes to is a very competitive school filled with
nerds, so Sami was never left out. As a cause of this, even though Sami is
rather introverted, he still has numerous friends, drawn by his aloof but
carefree, boyish attitude. Though he was clearly not naive about the world,
his personality came across as innocent and eternally happy, ready to flash
that crooked smile or give that playful laugh that drew so many to him.
	Sami lives a typical nerd life. He goes to school, and come home to
do copious amounts of homework, then stay up into the long hours of the
light playing his games and browsing endlessly the vast universe of the
internet.
	His best friend is Zach. Sami outwardly always seems bothered and
creeped out by Zach, due to Zach's strange, almost worshipful, some might
even say homosexual obsession with Sami. But, despite Sami's doubts, Sami
still held Zach as a close friend, having known him since elementary
school.
	Tuesday was almost another normal day for Sami. He had done his
routine: morning marching rehearsals (he was in band too), long tedious
classes, lunch with friends. But today was somewhat different. He was
having those...feelings again. Now, as I said, Sami came across as
innocent, but of course, the boy was a boy. Usually, his thoughts were on
other things (and even if they weren't, no one could tell); however, today
little Sami would not stop bothering him, begging Sami to play with him.
	Thus, when the afternoon bell finally rang, he rushed home, only to
be disappointed. His whole family, surprisingly, was home today (his
parents were often working). He couldn't possibly settle his desires with
everyone there and awake; it would just be too awkward for him. So he
proceeded to do what he normally did in the afternoon; he did his
homework. It was a painstaking few hours, being chained to a chair doing
tedious exercises while his lusts burned to be consummated. He couldn't
help but to subtly rub the bulge on his pants, wanting nothing more than to
rip off his clothes and get going.
	Finally, FINALLY, at 11 o'clock, the last person, his brother, fell
asleep. Sami cautiously closed and locked his door. Then, while wearing his
awkward smile (even at 16, Sami feels awkward actually taking off his
clothes to masturbate), he started to take off his cargo pants, then his
"Portal" t-shirt. Finally, he slipped out of his boxers, revealing his
adorable skinny body, about which he was very modest and self-conscious (at
his last birthday party, which was a pool party, he wore a full body swim
suit).
	His body, despite his full head of hair, is not all that hairy.
There are wisps of hair on his arms and lower legs and feet, but not
anywhere else, except his pubic area. His pubic hair, like the hair on his
head, is very curly, almost black, and markedly bushy. His penis, like his
body, is long, tall, and yet very slender. It reached a full (yet slender)
8 inches when erect, which satisfies Sami.
	Now, Sami isn't one to stash hoards of pornography, or browse
endlessly on the internet for dirty websites (the one thing he DIDN'T use
the internet for), and he DEFINITELY isn't the kind of person who would
EVER sext or have a dirty Skype call with a random person. No, for Sami,
simply lying down on his bed in the dark, basking in the cool breeze gently
blowing through his window, and just enjoying the good, calm, relaxing
feeling that masturbating gave him was enough.
 	So, after hesitantly stripping down, Sami was finally able to do
what he burned to do all day. He lied down on his bed, spread his legs, and
started to play with the hyper little Sami. It was just a boy and his best
friend.
	Sami slowly wrapped his fingers around his penis, and started to
gently move his right hand in the typical up and down motion. He closed his
gorgeous hazel eyes, and a different smile slowly creeped upon his face. A
pure, innocent smile, one that can only stem from true contentment. He lied
there, in his pure, naked boyishness, his flat stomach slowly rising up and
down in a relaxed state of breathing, his hearts fluttering about in true,
youthful ecstasy. His friend was playful and exuberant, jumping up and down
in the hyper hand of his master.
	Sami jerked and jerked, and with his other hand, he cupped and
caressed his little boy sac, slowly and delicately feeling its folds and
wrinkles, giving it a little squeeze every now and then, so that little
Sami's brothers might not be lonely. Sami truly lived and enjoyed moments
like these; the fact that he partook in them so rarely only heightened the
excitement and sweetened the experience. As Sami grew more excited, his
hand beat faster, jerking ever more quickly his peppy penis. Just then, a
rush of cool autumn wind rushed in to embrace Sami, only heightening Sami's
intense sexual sensation.
	His excitement grew too much to contain, thus his smile broke and
out from his supple red lips arose sounds of true ecstasy...  "oh...oh...
ah...yes...". Each vocalization grew louder and louder, and his body
started to rise and fall more and more, as Sami's exhilaration grew and
grew. An orgasm, Sami could feel, was not far off. His other hand quickly
left his sac and joined in on the penis, and soon both hands were rapidly
stroking his penis, almost out of control. Then, just as Sami's peak grew
close, a picture of Zach flashed into his head, but it was too late. Little
Sami could no longer hold himself. "Ah...ah...AHHHH...!!" In a rush of
excitement, Sami exploded like Pompeii, and soon his penis furiously fired
ropes and ropes of its fiery hot contents, blanketing Sami's body in its
creamy, white essence.
	Normally, Sami would relax back into his calm and content state,
smiling ever so contentedly as he lied down to savor the lingering feelings
of his boyish joy. But this time was different. He remembered what he just
pictured before his orgasm, and he was horrified and terribly confused. Why
did he picture Zach, of all people? What did this mean? In his final
moments of his lustful passions, the boy pictured his best friend.