Date: Sat, 8 Mar 2003 12:08:17 -0800 (PST)
From: Dirty Pencil <dirtypencil@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tell Me A Story - Part 2

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Tell Me A Story - Part 2


Jared looked scared, like he was afraid I was going to hurt
him, but hurting him was the furthest thing from my mind. We
were locked in a silent stare and I continued to slowly inch
my way toward him. He had backed up against the wall in his
dad's office and had no where left to go. With girls, I
could never make the first move; something always held me
back. I knew what that `something' was but, until this
moment, I had never known what it felt like to have nothing
holding you back. Jared's vulnerability seemed to just make
me bolder and I knew he was mine for the taking. We were
similar heights and Jared had straight black hair that waved
a bit just over his ears and in the back. This close, he
seemed more handsome than I had ever noticed before and he
had very full lips that seemed to silently call me to him.

I was close enough now to feel his warm, jagged breaths on
my face. There was heat pouring from his lungs and I
wondered if this was his first time too. I didn't know if he
was gay, but there was one way to find out. It felt like the
natural thing to do and I leaned forward and gave him an
open-eyed kiss right on the lips. He didn't exactly resist
and his eyes closed as his breathing paused long enough to
open his beautiful lips and pull me in. He had a warm
attractive smell about him. He wasn't wearing any cologne;
it was just a natural, clean boy-smell. I put my hands on
his thin, warm waist and pulled our bodies tightly together;
feeling our cocks pressing against each other through our
jeans. We both let out soft moans as the satisfying motion
of the friction reinforced the hardness between our legs.

My hands drifted underneath his shirt on each side, slipping
underneath the bands of his briefs. Without any instruction,
they roamed back to his firm ass and I cupped his cheeks and
pulled him ever harder into me. Our mouths were doing some
grinding of their own and we both pulled off just enough to
allow our breathing to catch up. Jared didn't break for long
and he was soon working his mouth on the side of my neck.
His hands had started working their way up my shirt, undoing
each button along the way. Soon, I felt his hands slide
across my chest and shoulders, before pushing the shirt
away. I let my arms fall back and the garment tumbled to the
floor.

His fingers couldn't seem to get enough of the feel from my
warm skin and they wasted no time in finding my excited
nipples. He pinched each one lightly and then his mouth made
a dive southward before delivering a stunning sensation to
my right nipple. I often enjoyed working my own nipples
during a good wank, but I had no idea they could feel this
way. Jared seemed to know the right moves and the thought
quickly ran though my mind that this probably wasn't his
first time after all. Just as quickly, the new action on my
left nipple reminded my brain to stop trying to fuck up the
experience and just enjoy what was happening. He could have
continued to work on me all night, altering back and forth
on each side, and I would have been plenty happy.

That is until I felt his hands pry underneath the front of
my jeans and come into first contact with my cock. With
those great lips wrapped around my nipple and his fingers
now firmly circling my cock, I was on the very edge of
complete ecstasy and explosion. So close, that I was ready
to pull his hand away before the moment ended prematurely,
but Jared seemed to sense this first and he released me and
returned his mouth to my own and we again pulled tight
against each other. I grabbed the bottom of his pull-over
shirt and impatiently raised it upward and we broke just
enough to allow it over his head and I tossed it aside. All
of this warm skin pressed so firmly against my own was
riveting and I couldn't get enough of it.

Jared's hands had returned to the top of my jeans, but this
time he was working my belt-buckle open with the buttons on
my fly soon to follow. In one motion, he collapsed downward
in front of me, tugging my jeans down to my knees and
leaving only my white boxer-briefs to defend me. His hands
were rubbing against the insides of my thighs and he looked
coyly up at me, seeming to fully enjoy the intense look of
angst and anticipation on my face. What the fuck was he
waiting for?

Now, nearly twenty minutes into our encounter, someone
finally spoke.

"I've thought about this so many times, Ryan; wondering what
it would be like to see your face like this."

I was in no condition to say anything intelligent and I gave
him an impatient smile and ran my hand across his cheek.
Finally, his eyes dropped to closely examine the hard-on
that was struggling to break through the thin cotton lining
of my briefs. Turning his head to the side, he pressed his
face against my cock, massaging it teasingly between his
nose and cheek. Next, I could feel the curves of his lips as
they mouthed against the head. This was becoming tortuous to
me and I was feeling temptations to grab him by the back of
the head and force myself down his throat. Again, Jared
seemed to know when enough was almost too much, and ran a
hand up the inside of the seam of my briefs, digging inside
them to wrangle control of my cock. Threading the head
through the slit in the briefs from the inside, he had now
fully exposed me to his view.

It was a stark contrast with the raging hard-on surrounded
by the bright white cotton. Jared gripped the fabric with
his free hand, twisting it and tightening the circle around
the base of my cock. I didn't think I could get any harder,
but I did. Looking down, I could see every pulsing movement
in my own shaft. Again, Jared looked up at me, soaking up
the desperate expression on my face. My eyes begged him to
finish what he had started and he finally got the signal.

Starting at the base and underside of my cock, he turned his
head to the side, mouthing his tongue and lips there in one
last tease before a steady move up my shaft. Pulling the
fabric again, he maneuvered the tip so that it was pointed
slightly downward. I watched his tongue press flatly against
my slit as he sampled the taste of my pre-cum there. I
feared that I might explode prematurely just at the mere
sight of this, but I wanted to see my cock enter his mouth.
This was a first-time experience for me and I wanted to be
able to play it over and over again in my head.

I watched his lips intently and when they opened I knew the
moment was finally here. His eyes shut again and he seemed
to focus all of his senses on the head of my cock. As it
disappeared into his mouth, the warm feeling ran up from the
base of my balls and seemed to electrify every sense in my
body. My nipples stood on edge and I could literally feel my
face tingle. This initial surge of electricity passed and
was replaced by an indescribable feeling of pure ecstasy and
pleasure. I never took my eyes off of him and my brain was
recording every frame. He pushed forward and took more of me
in his mouth and throat and then pulled back into a steady
repeat of his motions. The sight of those luscious full lips
being pulled into extension as his mouth retreated back to
the tip almost pushed me over the edge again. I didn't want
this to end, ever, and I was trying to concentrate on
holding myself back. A few controlled thrusts forward and I
would have been finished in a flash. Instead, I held
perfectly still, letting him control all of the motions as
my eyes continued to watch from above.

Jared was twisting the fabric of my briefs into an even
tighter circle around the base of my cock and I finally
realized the full effect this was having. All of the
sensations were locked on the extremity and he was giving me
staying power that I otherwise would have never had. The
sensations were more than I could have ever imagined and I
couldn't believe I had denied myself this pleasure for so
long.

The visual was becoming overpowering to me and I now wanted
the full release. Jared let my cock ease out of his mouth
and he looked up at me again momentarily. I had been passive
as long as I could stand it and I pushed my hips forward
directing the tip back against his lips. He opened up to
receive me again and I settled into a slow but steady
thrusting into his face. Now with full control of my own
motions, I reached an even higher plateau for my pleasure,
but it wasn't going to last much longer before I erupted. I
felt the tight circle of fabric loosen and I knew that Jared
was preparing me for the conclusion. My thrusts became
deeper, but I didn't want to choke him. I felt his lips
tightening as I pulled back each time and the added effect
was just too much.

Jared's hands reach around the back of my thighs and he
seemed to be bracing himself and signaling me that he knew I
was close. I could feel the surge running through me and
with two more deep thrusts, the full eruption blasted
through the tip of my cock and disappeared into Jared's
throat. He never pulled back and I continued to work slowly
in and out of his mouth, still reluctant to bring this
experience to an end. His eyes opened and looked up at me,
my cock still lingering between his lips. His hands were now
gliding up and down the back of my legs and there was a very
satisfied look on his face.

"Jared !!!" Hearing his name called out from down the hall
brought Jared quickly to his feet and he stumbled about for
his shirt. Pulling it over his head, he smiled at me and
started for the door. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back
to me. I wasn't ready to declare my love, but I wanted him
to know I appreciated what had just happened. I kissed those
great lips one more time and he scurried out the door and
down the hall.

Finally, I had a story for Kevin.

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Hope you enjoyed this part of the story. Please let me know
either way. Thanks to everyone who emailed about Part 1.
There will probably be one more part. Please send your
comments to dirtypencil@yahoo.com