Date: Fri, 12 Feb 1999 10:26:22 PST
From: Jason Trower <jaytrower@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Strawberry Boy

Hello! Thanks for stopping in to see my story. This was my first
(succesful) attempt at writing an erotic story. Although I wish this story
had actually happened, it didn't, and is only loosely based on actual
people/events. Names have been changed to protect the heterosexual. If you
like it drop me a line at jaytrower@hotmail.com and let me know. Although I
read ALL the emails I recieve, I may not be able to reply to them all. But
rest assured any comments/suggestions/input/etc you have is greatly
appreciated. Thank you, and enjoy!

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THE STRAWBERRY BOY

By jason trower

     I grew up in a small town on the north coast of Ohio. The kind where
everyone knows everyone else. There was plenty for a kid of 15 to do,
swimming in the lake, biking with friends, hiking in the woods, or just
causing trouble down at the convienence store. But at 15 there are plenty
of things that a kid can think of to buy that seem like essentials for
life. My parents didn't have a lot of extra money and if I was ever going
to get that 18 speed mountain bike in the window of the local bike shop
there was only one thing to do....get a job.

     So that June after school let out I found myself working at the
neighborhood pizza shop. It was hot and smelly and there were plenty of
other places I'd rather be, but it would all be worth it once I was
screaming down some wooded trail on that new bike. I turned away from the
sink where I had been washing dishes and saw another reason this job would
be worth the sacrifice. Walking through the door was Aaron. He and I had
been friends in our younger years but had drifted apart by the time we were
10. We went to the same school and I still often watched him. He had even
been in my gym class the previous year and I would often sneak peeks at him
changing. He was cute and I had something of a crush on him, but at that
moment he looked hotter than ever!

     Aaron was a little older than me, 15 but would turn 16 in a few
months. Still he was smaller built than me and a little shorter, about
5'6", but that only added to his cute image. His body was sexy and thin,
but not scrawny. His skin was a perfect copper tan and there was barely a
hair on his legs, not to mention his smooth, thin chest. He had strawberry
hair that was just long enough to occasionally fall into his eyes and be
brushed away by his small soft hand. His round eyes were a light brown and
seemed to see into your soul no matter how he looked at you. His small nose
fit his boyish face perfectly (I bet he had never shaved in his life!). His
small pink lips made even the simplest words seem seductive and his voice
was that sexy combination of soft and smooth with a small rasp when he hit
a low note.

     It was then that he spoke to me and I realized I was no longer peeking
but outright staring at him.

     "Oh, you're working here too now?" he said casually.

     "Yep, need some spending money," I said as I watched him punch his
time card. I admired his strong legs, the way his soccer shorts hugged his
hips and small butt. I could see the outline of his shoulder blades through
his thin t-shirt and just above, his short hair exsposed the soft shaved
skin on the back of his neck. As he reached up to place his card in its
slot my eyes ran over his arm and hand and I noticed how the viens just
under the smooth surface made them look strong. Now if I had noticed all
this, why hadn't some hot young girl at school grabbed him up by now? Then
it occured to me that I had never seen Aaron with a girl before. Oh well
... I like girls and I dont have a girlfriend. Maybe it's nothing.

     "Cool, we can have some fun here," he said in response to my long
forgotten statement. As he walked past me I caughme to? Should I make a
move and risk finding out hes straight? Was he teasing me on purpose? Could
he possibly know what he was doing to me?

     I got home, took a shower, and crawled into bed. It was a warm summer
night but I wore my long flannel pajama bottoms anyway. They always made me
feel comfortable, and I needed comforting right then. I laid there in the
dark, the street light casting a soft blue glow in my bedroom, a slight
summer breeze coming through my window and blowing over my bare chest. I
wondered what Aaron was doing. I imagined him in the bathroom, undressing
slowly. Pulling his wet shirt off and wiping his thin chest with it.
Pulling his soccer shorts down and stepping out of them. My cock was
throbbing and I rubbed it gently through the warm flannel. I pictured him
wearing grey boxer-briefs and standing to admire his young body in the
mirror. I lifted my butt off the bed and slipped my pajamas down to my
ankles. I laid back and let my finger tips glide gently over my penis. In
my mind Aaron turned on the shower, then slipped off his boxer-briefs
letting his limp dick hang. He ran his fingers over the circumsised head
and it began to stiffen and grow. I wrapped my hand around my own penis and
began stroking slowly. Aaron stepped into the warm shower, his erection
pointing out in front of him. Slowly he washed his beautiful hair letting
the streams of water flow down his face and over his thin teen body. I
quickened my pace and began to feel a tingling in my balls. Aaron placed a
small amount of soap in his hand and began working his penis, rocking his
wet naked body back and forth, thrusting his cock into his hand. I felt my
erection swell and my orgasm build. I tried to hold out but I saw Aaron
close his eyes, lean his head back and moan softly. He whinced and shot a
stream of hot boy juice onto the shower wall. My own penis erupted,
spattering my chest and stomach with warm cum. I collapsed, exhausted from
the climax, the images of Aaron quickly fading from my mind. I laid there
trying to catch my breath and soon drifted off to sleep. Small puddles of
seemen still covering my body, my cock still in my hand.

     It was torture working with Aaron the next day but I tried to continue
as usual. I knew now that I had more than a crush on him. I was in love.
Aaron and I were again washing dishes together and I tried to think of any
subject to talk about that would keep my mind off his body. Yeah right,
like that was possible. Video games soon became the topic and I found that
Aaron shared my love of racing games.

     "Have you played Gran Turismo yet?" he asked, giving me the cutest,
boyish look.

     "Not yet, but it looks awesome," I said holding back the urge to kiss
him.

     "It is, I just got it last week. Why dont you stop over and we can go
a few games."

     Now love is a strange thing. As torturous as it was to be around him I
wanted more. I NEEDED it. I accepted his offer and we quickly half assed
the rest of the pans so we could skip out early.

     It was a warm summer night but had begun to rain lightly and we had to
walk to Aaron's house. It was about three blocks away, right between the
pizza shop and my house. As we walked up his drive I noticed the house was
completely dark.

     "Hmmmm, mom must have gone out for the night," he said.

     We hadn't gotten too wet but our shoes were soaked from all the
puddles so we both took off our shoes and socks at the door. I followed him
upstairs to his room and watched his feet as he climbed the stair in front
of me. Even his feet were sexy! Small but not tiny, smooth skin, and he
wore a small friendship bracelet around one ankle. Everything about him was
so damn cute!

     The scent of his bedroom was amazing. The bed and all the piles of
clothes gave off the same clean, sweet smell as him. Aaron turned on the
Playstation and tossed me a controller. I sat on the floor with my back
against his bed and Aaron dropped his controller next to me. Then he stood
there and pulled his wet shirt off over his head. I had to catch myself
from letting out an audible gasp. He was now wearing nothing but those sexy
soccer shorts and he sat down next to me. Close to me!

     He took me through the setup of the game, often reaching over to press
a button on my controller. His scent was all over me. I looked at his
smooth shoulders, his soft teenage chest, the way the skin on his thin
stomach wrinkled as he sat there. I was tryin hard to conceal my raging
hard on, and it was almost impossible not to lean in and kiss his tan body
when he reached across me to hit the start button.

     We played a few games but I just couldn't keep my mind on it. It
didn't seem that Aaron was taking the race too seriously either, and soon
we were racing around as recklessly as possible. Aaron began swaying from
side to side with his car and would bump into me as our cars collided. I
loved the feeling of his body against mine and joined in. Faster and
faster, crashing again and again, slamming into each other over and over.
Suddenly Aarons car turned in front of me sending us both off the track.
Aaron pushed me over, tossing his controller aside and falling on top of
me. I was flat on my back with this beautiful boy, almost naked, lying on
top of me. I was frozen and the smile quickly faded from Aarons lips. We
stared into each others brown eyes for an eternity. Then he leaned in and
pressed his lips to mine.

     Instantly all my confusion, all my inhibitions and anxieties,
disappeared. I felt as free and unburdened as I ever have in my life. We
kissed lightly at first. Aaron sucked at my lips as he drew his head back,
then leaned in again. Our lips parted and our tongues glided over each
other. His breath tasted as sweet as the rest of him smelled. I slid my
hands up the sides of his body and caressed the silky skin of his back,
massaging the strong shoulders I had admired so much.

     Very slowly he began thrusting his hips, grinding his cock into mine.
I inhaled deeply and it only encouraged Aaron to kiss me more passionately.
He slipped his hand under my shirt and began rubbing my chest. His soft
hand glided over my smooth skin and his fingers made tiny circles around my
nipples. I thought I would explode. Not from an orgasm but just from the
sheer passion of it all.

     Aaron rolled off of me and onto his back, trying to catch his breath I
think. I got up onto my knees and took my shirt off. Aaron laid there
looking at me with those heart melting eyes. I unbuttoned my shorts and
stood up. Aaron took hold of them and pulled both my shorts and underwear
off in one gentle motion. I sat on the edge of his bed as he stood in front
of me, our eyes locked the whole time. I put my hands at his sides and
pulled him closer, kissing his firm stomach. Then I carefully pulled his
shorts down to find he was wearing no underwear. His erection was gorgeous,
a good six inches, circumsised, pink and pointing straight out. Pointing at
me. I cupped his soft hairless balls in one hand and gently stroked his
cock with the other. Aaron closed his eyes and leaned his head back
slightly. I parted my lips and slid his beautiful memeber into my mouth.
Aaron moaned as I began sucking gently. This was it, the first time I'd
ever sucked a boy, and it was the most gorgeous boy in the world! Aaron
began swaying his hips, very carefully thrusting his penis in and out of my
mouth.

     Soon he moved away, pulling his wonderful meat from my mouth. I looked
up and he looked back at me. There was more love in his eyes than I'd ever
seen in a person before. I slid back on his bed and laid down, and he
quickly crawled on top of me. Our mouths once again locked and I thought I
could kiss him forever without ever coming up for air. But who needs air
when I've got this teen angel.

     His wet cock was again thrusting against mine, but we were both naked
now and the feeling was intense. Aaron stayed pressed tight against me as
he began to move down my body, kissing at my neck, then my chest, sucking
at my nipples. He kissed down my stomach and I could feel his cock still
pressed against my leg, my own dick held under his chest. His mouth found
my cock and he began devouring it immediately. I nearly lept off the bed.
His warm wet mouth sucked at my head, then plunged down over the entire
length. I moved around and pulled his leg towards me, positioning his
boyhood near my mouth. I began sucking fast and hard, hoping to catch up
with him before I came. The soft moans from his mouth hummed against my
penis and almost put me over the edge. I sucked harder, but his smooth cock
felt so good in my mouth it only brought me closer to my climax. I was so
close it hurt, but I was still trying to hold out. His penis swelled
slightly in my mouth and I knew he was there. I let go of everything and
exploded in his mouth with an orgasm that would put the fourth of July
fireworks to shame. It was too much for Aaron and he to exploded in my
mouth. I tried to swallow all his cum but there was so much! We were both
twitching and moaning, our legs jerking around, trying to keep each others
cocks in our mouths. His warm boy juice was the best thing I'd ever tasted.

     As our climax subsided we both laid there, suckling at our cocks until
we were both limp. Aaron crawled up next to me and began kissing me again.
His hands were all over my body. He was almost ready for another go at it!
Of course at 15 you regain your strength pretty fast. And Aaron's soft
touch and kiss was all the encouragement I needed. Before long we were both
hard again, and I decided to take control this time. As our lips parted I
began kissing down his neck and chest as he'd done to me. I sucked at his
little red nipples as he rubbed the back of my neck. I stroked his penis
slowly and kissed down his stomach, then laid a gently kiss on the head of
his pink meat. I positioned myself between his legs, ready to give him the
slowest and most mind blowing blow job I could. I licked up the underside
of his penis and took just the tip into my mouth, giving it a few soft
sucks. Then I licked back down and nibbled with my lips at the soft skin of
his scrotum. Then I had a wild idea. Something I'd never thought of doing
in my life. I got up on my knees and pulled his legs up onto my shoulders.
Aaron opened his eyes and looked up at me. I thought he was going to tell
me to stop, but his eyes were filled with love and seemed to say 'go for
it!'. I wet my finger in my mouth and made gentle circles around his small
pink hole. Aaron almost gasped and laid his head back. I spit in my hand
and lubed my throbbing erection. Slowly I placed my cock head aginst his
warm hole and gave a gentle push. I didn't think it was going to go in, but
Aaron moaned with pleasure and I decided to keep trying. A few short pushes
and my head popped inside of him. Ever so gently I slid myself into him. It
was beyond anything I'd ever felt before! Aaron was gasping for air as I
began slow short strokes. His insides grasped me like no hand or mouth ever
could. I was soon thrusting harder and was pushing myself on top of him.
Aaron put his arms around my neck and pulled himself off the bed. We kissed
deeper than ever, our breath coming in large hard gasps. I continued to
thrust harder and our tongue lock broke. Aaron leaned his head back
whincing. I knew it hurt him but he was also in more pleasure than ever
before in his life. He let go of my neck and fell back to the bed. I thrust
hard and faster and he clawed at the bedsheets. We were both moaning with
wild abandon now and I knew Aaron was close. He reached down and began
stroking his cock, which now seemed bigger than before. Within seconds he
stiffened his whole body and screamed out loud. Streams of hot semen shot
from his streaking across his stomach and chest. His muscular insides
grabbed me like nothing I'd ever felt. I moaned in uncontrolable short
breaths and shot my load inside him with an orgasm that made the last seem
like a dud.

    It seemed like forever before we finally separated our tangled bodies
and laid next to each other, holding our naked bodies close. Aaron caressed
my back and ran his fingers through my hair as I licked his cum off his
chest. We kissed slowly and softly and soon drifted off to sleep.

    I woke about an hour later and knew I had to leave before Aaron's mom
found us in bed. I had to get home to. I carefully crawled out of his bed
and began to dress. I watched Aaron sleeping, a look of such love and peace
on his boyish face. One hand laying at his side, the other resting on his
tight stomach. The way the blanket covered him just enough, but still gave
a peek at his reddish brown pubes was so arousing I wanted to hop back in
bed with him and do it all over. I finished dressing and bent over, giving
him a soft kiss on the lips. I walked home alone filled with the joy that
me and Aaron had become far more than good friends.

TO BE CONTINUED?

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