Date: Sat, 02 Sep 2006 14:48:11 +1000
From: TheGayNarrator <TheGayNarrator@dodgymail.com>
Subject: The Storm

This is a story of sex between young males.  It is pure fiction and should
be read as such.  If this offends you or you are under-age please read no
further.

The story takes place where AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases do
not exist so condoms are not used or necessary, unlike in this wicked world
of ours.  So when you have casual sex PLEASE make sure you are adequately
protected.  I don't want to lose any readers!!

That said, I hope you enjoy the story and whether you do or not please feel
free to contact me at the Email address at the end.


THE STORM

I should have known better.  Hill walking in September was not a great
idea, as in England September can bless us with a late heatwave or
alternatively punish us with torrential downpours.  This year it was the
latter.  It was around mid-day when I felt the first few spots falling from
the heavens but I carried on in the hope that it would just be a short
shower, although the clouds overhead we a really dark shade of grey,
verging on black.

The raindrops became lighter and turned into that fine drizzly mist which
always soaks you right through to the skin, and this time was no exception.
About half an hour later the heavens finally opened and the rain began to
fall in earnest.  I knew from my map that there was no shelter for about
another ten miles so it seemed that I would just have to get wet until I
came across a small wooden hut, not much bigger than a garden shed by the
side of the path.  I pushed the door and to my delight and surprise it
opened and I went inside.  I looked around and found a makeshift bed, two
chairs, a wood burning stove and a small pile of dry wood.  A dirty window
faced the front of the cabin letting in a little daylight.  My first
thought was to get out of my wet clothes and try to dry them out.  I
stripped off my jumper and shirt, wringing them out and then removed my
walking boots and trousers, followed by my socks which I was just about to
squeeze the rain out of when I heard a scuffling noise outside, followed by
a metallic scrape and probably the two most expressive words in the English
language `Fuck it!!!!'  I could not, of course, hear the exclamation marks
but I knew they were there!

I looked through the window and saw a boy of about my own age (16) lying in
the mud with his bicycle half on top of him.  He scrambled to his feet,
kicked his bicycle in temper and then bent to examine a scraped and bloody
leg.  He had obviously skidded on the wet path, scraped his leg and landed
in the muddy area on the opposite side of the path to the hut.  My initial
thought was to rush outside and see if his injury was serious, but then
thought it may not be such a good idea as all I was wearing was the
briefest pair of briefs.  You know the sort?  Imagine a pair of speedos and
halve it -- really nothing much more than a thong.

Horror of horrors!!  He looked over at the hut, rested his bike under the
window and pushed open the door.  He came bustling in and when he realised
that he was not alone I thought he was having a heart attack.  His jaw
dropped and he went quite pale very quickly. `I...I...I...' he stammered --
Oh, you gave me a nasty turn' he said.  `You got caught in the rain too,
huh?' he asked, colour slowly returning to his cheeks.

`Sure did' I said, `I'm Frank, Frank Collins' I said, holding out my hand.
He took it and shook it perfunctorily.

`Alan, Alan Wright' he said.

`You'd better get out of those wet things while I try to find something to
light the stove' I said.

`I've got some matches in my backpack' he said removing it and handing it
to me `They're in a waterproof pocket inside'

He began to remove his jacket and shirt and hung them on one of the chairs.
His boots and socks followed and he stood there just in his soaking wet
shorts.  He was quite short, around 5'4" with a nicely tanned body,
sticky-out dark hair and a smile to kill.  Perhaps at this point I should
describe myself, I'm tall, blond, I have a well-defined six-pack and a 9
inch cock, and I'm a great liar!!  I'm really just Joe Average.  Average
height, average looks, average mousy brown hair, yes, and average cock,
which I was having trouble keeping under control.

`You'd better get those shorts off as well' I said as I bent to light the
stove.

`Er ... bit of a problem there' he said.

`Ah' I replied `Commando-style huh?' I asked.

`Well, yes, you got it' he replied grinning sheepishly.

I arranged our clothes on the two chairs around the stove and sat on the
bed.  Alan stood in front of the stove doing his best to dry his shorts
without burning himself, but he soon began to shiver.  `If I get too close
I burn' he said, `and if I'm not close enough I freeze'.

`Then there's only one solution' I said, tongue in cheek, `They'll have to
come off.'  Now, you will already have guessed that I am gay, otherwise
what would have been the point in publishing this story on Nifty under `Gay
Male'?

Alan looked at me and finally said `I guess you're right, it's warming up
in here and I won't freeze, but you have to promise you won't laugh'.

`Why should I laugh?' I asked

`Well, hopefully you won't find out' he said `It's only if I ... well,
if... if...'

`If what?' I asked innocently.

`Well, if I get a hard-on.' He said, blushing furiously.

`Now why should you get a hard-on' I asked, my own cock stirring inside my
briefs, `and why should I laugh if you do.

`Oh, you'll soon see if it happens' he replied tersely, trying to dismiss
the matter, but he had now aroused my curiosity and I was determined to
find out.  My cock was also intrigued and was slowly hardening and still
growing inside my all-too-brief briefs.

Alan slowly lowered his shorts and took them off, revealing a perfect cock,
not too big, not too small, uncut and with a pair of beautiful low-hanging
balls.  What's more, there were no tan lines, so I knew that he must
sunbathe naked.

`I'm not laughing' I said as he looked at me, then his eyes dropped to my
crotch where my own cock was now straining to escape the tight confines of
my briefs.

`Oh, no' he said simply as his member began to twitch
involuntarily. `You'll be laughing soon if this carries on'

`Let's change the subject' I said, not really meaning it, `You'd better
come over here and let me look at that graze on your leg, I've got a first
aid kit in my backpack and it really needs cleaning up.'  I sat on the bed
and he came and stood in front of me as I took out my first aid kit.  As I
bent to swab his leg clean his cock brushed against the side of my face,
not totally accidentally on my part, but he made no effort to move it away.
As I dabbed witch hazel onto his wound he winced and held on to my head,
rubbing his cock harder against my ear and I could almost hear the blood
rushing through his veins, as mine was certainly galloping through mine,
filling his member and sending it to it's full size.

My own cock had made a mess of my briefs, darkening the blue material at
the front with my precum and the head had now escaped the waistband and was
poking proudly upwards and leaking copiously.  As I sat back to get a good
look at Alan's cock, I got a big surprise.  While it had hung straight
downwards when soft, a fairly respectable 4 inches, uncut with a nice patch
of dark hair at it's base, it now stood straight out from his body for
about three inches and abruptly turned upwards for another three inches or
so, pointing almost straight at the ceiling.

`Wow' I said `now that IS unusual!!'

`Please don't laugh' he said `the kids at school get me worked up on
purpose so I'll get a hard-on and give them a good giggle.'

`I'm not laughing' I said truthfully as I leaned forward, `I'm not laughing
at all' I repeated as I licked the slightly exposed piss hole and then, as
Alan shuddered and placed his hands back on my head, I rolled back his
foreskin and took the head into my mouth.

`Oh, fuck' said Alan simply as I slowly engulfed him as far as the bend and
ran my tongue around his head.  `Oh, fuck' he repeated and his legs were
shaking.  I put my arms around him and let my hands encircle his arse
cheeks, squeezing them and running a thumb down his arse crack.  His legs
gave way and as he knelt on the floor his cock slipped from my mouth.

`I've never done anything like this before' he said as I helped him up and
laid him on the bed next to me.

`Don't worry' I said, `Just tell me if I'm doing anything you don't want me
to.'

I went back to his cock and gave him some more of the same and his moans
told me that he was enjoying every moment.  I could taste his precum in my
mouth and it had the usual slightly salty taste with toffee overtones, most
pleasant.  I gave his cock a break while I worked my way up his body with
my kisses, pausing first at his navel, a beautifully crafted `innie', then
on up to his nipples, which were erect, but nonetheless quite small and a
slightly darker shade of tan than the rest of his body.  As I went to work
on them with lips and fingers he moaned a little more, saying `oh, yes'
several times, as if experiencing this for the first time.  I worked my way
further up to his neck, giving special attention to the area around his
ears which he seemed to particularly enjoy, then worked my way round to his
mouth, which was soft and supple, but when I tried to part his lips he
shook his head and said `no, not that', so I went back to his ears, this
time allowing my tongue to explore inside them.  This aroused him so much
that his arse left the bed as he arched his back with pleasure before
turning his head to kiss me again, this time with his mouth open and
receptive to my tongue.

The rain by this time was beating hard on the roof of the cabin and my
heart was beating just as hard.

We wrestled for a while as we kissed, our cocks rubbing against one
another, sharing our precum, my own still half encased in my briefs.

Eventually I managed to break away from his mouth and went back to his cock
which was screaming for attention and took that first three inches back
inside my mouth, lowering my briefs as I went to free my own aching cock.

`I'm cumming' he said as I worked my tongue around his trembling cock and
he tried to pull my head away.  I held on like a limpet and was rewarded
several seconds later with a gush of sweet-tasting toffee-flavoured cum,
followed by a second, a third, a fourth, then I lost count as wave after
wave entered my mouth.  Alan was almost screaming with delight and had
anybody been within a twenty mile radius of that cabin, they would have
been left in no doubt that Alan had just experienced one of the best
orgasms of his young life.

I had to swallow several times during all this to be able to accommodate
his secretion and as the flow finally stopped he lay back, panting and
smiling.

Slowly his breathing regularised and I realised that he had fallen asleep.
I lay there with my own cock begging for attention and was sorely tempted
to take myself in hand, but fought against my desires as I was pretty
certain that the rain was in for a while to come, so there was every chance
that my patience and abstinence might be rewarded a little later.

Alan was lying on his back, so I kicked my briefs from around my ankles,
lay on my stomach and put my arm over his waist.  In his sleep he muttered
a `MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm' of pleasure and snuggled towards me and that is
how we fell asleep, Alan sated from our first encounter and me in
anticipation of things to come.

I awoke confused, lying on my back with a hand on my cock.  After checking
my own, I realised that the hand must belong to someone else.  I opened my
eyes and remembered that I was in a hut in the middle of nowhere and then
remembered that a not-bad-looking, sexy young man was lying beside me whose
cum I had devoured greedily, and that the hand must belong to him.  I was
already rock hard, but I gave my muscles a twitch when a voice said above
the noise of the rain on the roof `Ah, you're awake are you?' and a face
loomed over my own and lowered itself to kiss me very gently.

`You'd better let me go' I said reluctantly.  `I have to pee and if I don't
do it soon this cabin will be as wet inside as it is outside.

Alan made no attempt to move, in fact he pressed himself down on me harder
until I had to all but force him off me.  I just about made it to the cabin
door and yanked it open before a stream of piss forced its way out of my
erect cock and into the torrent of rain.  I was joined at the door by Alan
who relieved himself beside me.  `Fancy a cold shower? I asked.

`What if anyone sees us?' he said.

`Alan,' I said `we are on a remote hill track and it has been raining hard
for hours. Who in their right mind would be anywhere close to us?' and with
that, I took him by the hand and pulled him out into the rain.  He grabbed
me to him in a hug and said `Thanks, Frank, thanks for these experiences
which I've never had before, and probably would never have had if I hadn't
met you.'

`Don't thank me now' I said, winking at him `The best is yet to come,
kiddo.'

With that we behaved like a couple of naughty kids half our age and ended
up rolling around together in the mud, which the rain washed off
afterwards.  Once back inside the cabin we towelled one another dry leading
to erections on both sides and then warmed ourselves next to the stove.
Our clothes were all dry by now, but neither of us made any attempt to
dress.  I loaded more wood on to the stove and Alan lay down again on the
makeshift bed.  I joined him there and we lay in companionable silence, our
bodies touching from foot to shoulder.  Suddenly there was a flash of
lightning followed immediately by a huge clap of thunder.  Alan turned and
cuddled up to me.  `Are you frightened of storms?' I asked, concerned.

`No' he replied `it was just a great excuse to get cosy.'

`Since when have you needed an excuse?' I asked and put my arms around him.

We talked...and talked...and talked, sharing so much between us, even
thought we were comparative strangers.  We just seemed to know that we
could trust one another.  Eventually I asked him how long he had been
cycling on the hill path, which stretches for about 55 miles. `About ten
minutes' he answered.

`No,' I said `How long altogether, not just how long today'

`Yes,' he replied `about ten minutes.  I had just started out from home
when the rain started.'

`But why didn't you just turn around and go home?' I asked.

`I was about to do that when I came off my bike.' He said `And then this
gorgeous guy dressed only in a thong was telling me to get my wet kit off.
Well, I wasn't going to turn down an offer like that so here I am.'

`You mean that you only live ten minutes ride away?' I asked

`Yes' he said simply `But I'd much rather be here with you than stuck at
home on my own.  I was going to ride half way along the path today and stay
at a youth hostel then ride the rest of the way tomorrow and then see how I
felt.  If I wanted to stay I would, otherwise I'd cycle back home.  Dad's
away on business for a couple of weeks and mum doesn't live with us any
more so I'd be on my own anyway.'

`Well' I said `I don't wish to be unkind, but I'm really glad you fell off
your bike just outside this hut'.

We laughed and after a moment Alan started to run his hand over my chest,
paying particular attention to my nipples.  Of course, this I found
arousing and he said `I really should repay you for what we did earlier,
but I don't know if I'm ready to give you a blow job, I don't even really
know whether I'm gay or not, but I'm sure enjoying what we're doing so
far.'

I turned and kissed him gently and said `If you would really like to make
me happy you can shove that strange-looking weapon you have between your
legs right up inside me and fuck me 'til the cows come home.'

His eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped about three feet.  `You mean you
want me to ...'

`That's EXACTLY what I mean' I said, taking his bent cock in my hand and
giving it a tweak.

`Shit' he said `I never thought I'd lose my virginity with a cock shaped
like mine, especially to a boy.  I thought I was condemned to beat my meat
for the rest of my life.'

`Not while I'm around, sexy' I said, meaning every word, particularly the
`sexy' because the more I looked at him the more I liked what I saw.  Could
this be love?

`Now' I said, `the first thing we need is some lubrication.'  I got up and
searched in my backpack and found some Savlon cream that I had brought in
case my feet got sore with doing so much walking.

I squeezed some on to his cock and rubbed it well around and then lay back,
lifted my legs up and told Alan to spread the cream in and around my arse.
`What, you want me to put my finger inside?' he asked.

`For God's sake, Alan' I said, `You're going to put your cock in there, why
should you worry about putting your finger in there?

Alan laughed and did as he was bid.  As his finger slipped inside for the
first time a thrill ran down my spine causing me to shudder and he
apologised if he hurt me.  `Don't worry Kiddo' I said `that was pure
pleasure.'

`You'll have to help me out' he said `I'm totally new to this, I've only
jerked off with my mate before, and he only laughs at my cock, so this is
totally alien to me.'

`Don't worry,' I said `just press the head of your cock inside me and let
it rest there until I get used to it, then slowly push the rest in.  We're
both going to be on new ground there because I've never seen a cock like
yours before, let alone had one inside me.'

I stretched out on my back, put me feet over my shoulders opening my cherry
as wide as I could so he could see what he was doing and as he pressed his
cock against my hole I pushed downwards and it slipped inside with no
difficulty.  I should explain that I am no novice to anal sex, having been
shafted on several occasions by two different boys.

`OK, Alan, now slide in gently and slowly'

He pushed in as far as the bend in his cock, then with a fair amount of
effort managed to push in a little further.  I was now being stretched
further than I had ever been before, but I was enjoying every moment, and
as he finally pushed in the full length his head pressed hard against my
prostate, harder than I had ever experienced before.  I thought I had died
and gone to heaven and my own cock was now so hard that it hurt, but it was
a GREAT hurt!!!!

`Fucking hell, Frank' said Alan `that's something else.  That's ... Well
... fucking fantastic' and so saying he began the pumping action in and out
which is so familiar to all of us, but was totally new to him.  Of course,
because of his strange shape the friction between his head and my anus was
greater than anybody else would experience, so we were both being pleasured
more than we had ever been.

`I'm not going to last long, Frank' he said after about a minute.  My only
concern had been that I would not last long because of what he was doing to
my prostate.  Waves of pleasure were raining down on me, harder even than
the weather outside.

`You're doing things to me that I've never experienced before' I said `and
I reckon I'm going to cum before you' and less than half a minute later my
cock gave a final twitch and sprayed liberal amounts of cum between us,
coating our stomachs and chests, my arse clamping down on Alan's cock in
the process and stimulating him even further.

With a final heave Alan shot his load inside me and I felt every pulse as
his cum drenched my insides.  He collapsed silently on top of me and then
began to whimper like a puppy dog.  When he eventually regained the power
of speech he just said `Wow, fucking wow.'

We lay there for what seemed hours, his cock still inside me and my cum
cementing us together.  Once again we dozed, and when I awoke he was lying
beside me on his side with his arm over my stomach.  As I looked at him his
eyelids fluttered open and I said simply `Thanks'

`Oh, no' he said `that was something else and the pleasure is ALL mine'

`I think we'll have to agree to differ' I said, `I've been fucked a few
times but never, NEVER have I experienced anything like that.'

Well, we slept through the night and when we awoke the next morning the sun
was shining, the birds were singing, God was in his heaven and all was
right with the world, especially when Alan asked me to go home with him and
stay for the rest of the time his day was away.  My folks weren't expecting
me home for a good few days so we spent the next two weeks exploring one
another's bodies, really getting to know one another and fucking like
rabbits.

All of this was over twenty years ago, but we still get together regularly
to this day and nobody has ever come close to pleasuring me the way he does
with his strange-looking, ecstasy-inducing right-angled cock, God bless
him!!

The Gay Narrator



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