Date: Mon, 22 Dec 2008 15:31:54 -0500
From: nuday101@hushmail.com
Subject: Touching  Part Five

This story contains sexual contact between males.  If it is unlawful or
inappropriate for you to be here, please leave now. The story and
characters are fictional, I hope you enjoy it. Your emails and responses
are appreciated. A great thanks to Pete for all his input and editing.


Touching Part Five

I waited three days; each seemed to develop with more pain not being with
Sam. I wanted to see him, but I knew I had to give it time for my plan to
work. Finally, I headed back to see him after school. The afternoons were
always busy at the clinic and no one seemed to notice me, I thought to
myself that was just fine. I wanted to get into Sam's room without much
notice anyway. I quietly entered the room and saw Sam sitting alone on the
chair next to his bed. The room was almost dark. I reminded myself there
was no need for light in Sam's life, but I hoped my plan would lighten his
life like he needed. Standing next to him, he seemed to sense me.

"Who's there?" he said as he reached out towards me.

His hand waved, searching for an answer to his question. He found me and
squeezed my dick through my jeans and he said, "Geez, Perv, you're hard
already and I'm not even naked."

"Yet," I replied.

I moved forward, took him by the arms and brought him out of his chair.

"Perv, so you're back. No surprise, I knew you couldn't stay away too long
without touching me. You are such a Perv. What are you doing?" he asked.

I pulled his shirt up and could see his navel and the fine hairs leading to
below his boxers. I lifted his shirt up and pulled it over his head.

"What are you doing? You're not going to hurt me, are you?" he asked, a
little frightened.

I gently pushed him back on the bed, picked his legs up and removed his
shoes.

"Andrew, I know that's you. What are you going to do to me?" he asked in a
small voice.

I pulled off his socks. "Andrew, answer me, what are we doing?"

I found his belt and released its clip. I pulled his zipper down.

"Andy?"

I pulled his jeans back and pushed them down passed the bottom edge of his
boxers.

"Andy, answer me. What are you going to do to me? Andy please, just answer
me."

I pulled his jeans off and away.

I hooked my thumbs in the edge of his boxers and maneuvered them off of
him. He lay there naked.

"Andy, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. Please talk to me. Tell me what
we're doing. Andy?"

I took his cock and began to play with it; I fondled his balls and watched
them roll over the edge of my fingers.

I could tell Sam was getting excited. He reached out for me and I pulled
away.

"Andy that feels so good let me play with you."

"No," I said.

"What, come on Perv, I want some fun too," he begged.

"No, Sam, but let me tell you what I'm looking at. I love your curly hair,
it's a prefect color of brown and it really makes your face look cute." I
put my hand on his cheek and caressed him.

"I love your skin, it has a natural pink tone to it and that makes your
little brown nipples really look sexy." I tweaked his nipples and he
wiggled and laughed.

"I love your arms, with just the little hairs on the forearms and your
upper arms are hairless until you get to under your arms." I tickled him
there, he laughed again.

"I like the way the small line of hair travels from here," I placed my
finger in his navel, "and goes all the way to here." I slipped my hand
around the base of his dick.

"And I really like how your dick stands out so white against the darks
hairs above it. I like your hairless balls too, they're so soft and warm, I
could suck on them all night." I leaned down and took them into my mouth. I
rolled them over my tongue.

"Oh my God, Andy, you're going to make me blow my load. Please take your
clothes off. I want to be near you!" Sam was begging now.

"No, not until you can tell me what you see when you make love to me."

"What? You know I can't see. Why can't I have you, because I'm blind?"

"You're blind because you choose to be. So stay blind if you want, just
don't plan on touching me anymore. Don't worry though I'm always going to
be here and I'm always going to want to touch you. It will just be one way,
that's all," I replied.

"You can't do that to me Perv, I want you, I want to do the things you're
doing to me. Please! You can't do this to me!"

I said, "Sam, You're doing it to yourself. If you get the operation, you'll
see me and touch me all you want. How's that sound?"

"What if is fails and I'm unable to see again, what then, will you leave
me?" he asked.

"Never, I'll never leave you and if it fails, at least you've tried. And
for that, you can touch me too. That's only fair," I replied.

"Fair bull, I'm the one who has to take the chance," he said.

"Yeah, but you won't be alone. I'll be here when you come out and I'll be
here if you can see or not, but you have to try," I replied firmly.

Sam thought about it and to make sure he wanted what I wanted, I went down
and took his dick into my mouth. My tongue moved along the head and as the
shaft went deeper into my mouth, I heard him groan in pleasure. As I
sucked, he said, "Okay, but can I play around a little?" he hoped.

"No, first the operation, then we play," I said.

"I hate you, you're such a Perv," he joked.

"Yeah... aren't you glad I am," I replied laughing.

"Yeah and I'm sorry I've been such a jerk. I just felt that I would
probably lose you anyway, so why not take advantage of you. I wish I hadn't
done that."

"I'm glad you did, I found myself, being with you, now I want you to look
in my eyes and find yourself too."

I kissed him for the first time. I played with Sam and made him
smile. Afterward I helped him dress and we when to find Doctor Scott.

**** So many questions, Doctor Scott had to be sure this is what Sam really
wanted. I sat very close to him and we held hands under the desk. He
continued to squeeze mine and his was moist and shook a little with each
query. In the end, it was decided that Sam would go under the knife in two
days. We both understood that there was a chance that he would never see
again, that his life would continue in darkness and so I did my best to
give him light through my touching and caressing.

He lay still and naked in the darkness the night before he was to be
transferred to the hospital for surgery. I lay next to him in just my
boxers. Sam kept pleading to let him touch me back. I wanted it so badly,
but held to my decision that he could do what ever he wanted after the
operation. But until then, I would provide all the effort. Well, it was
more like enjoyment, I have to confess. Touching Sam was still
new. Touching any boy was something I had not done until Sam. Now I was
becoming quiet good at it as well as bringing him to completion without one
scrape of the teeth. Sam loved that part and in truth, so did I. I loved
his taste and the rubbery feeling of his dick in my mouth. I liked how my
tongue could do laps around the crown of his cock, I loved the feeling of
warm spurts and hearing him grunt thought the explosion. I guess I just
loved Sam. That was new for me. Until then I had only loved myself and
maybe my family. I had never known this feeling and I hope to never let it
go.

I sat outside the operating room. Mom had written a note for me so I could
skip school that day. I think she had figured it out. All I could talk
about was Sam. I found a way to weave him into every sentence and he
remained in every thought. Sam had taken over my life and I loved giving it
to him. I had decided if he came out blind for life I would be his eyes, I
would guide him and help him and do my best to make him happy. This was
only fair because thanks to Sam I could now see. I could see who I was,
what I wanted and why so much of my life had seemed empty. Sam had helped
me and given more to me than I could ever possibly give in return. However
I was determined to try... and happy to have the chance.

**** It was mid afternoon when Doctor Scott came to find me. I jumped up
and ran to him as he walked into the room. His face was serious and I could
feel my heart pumping in my chest.

"How did it go?" was all I could ask.

"Well Andrew, the nerve endings seemed in good shape, but we won't know for
a while. It's really up to Sam. Sometimes it takes will to make things
work. Sometimes we have to want it more than anything and I'm still not
sure Sam is at that point, or ever will be. So there is still a very good
chance he will never see again. You need to prepare for that if you intend
to stay his friend."

"I don't care if he's always blind, Doctor Scott. I met him when he was
blind and found someone I care about a lot. So if he's still blind, that's
okay with me, he will always be my friend."  Then I asked, "Can I see him
yet?"

Doctor Scott smiled and said, "Of course.  He's in room 417."

I thanked Doctor Scott and headed toward Sam's room, where he was
resting. I quietly opened the door. And my heart broke. My eyes filled with
moisture and I held my breath just looking at Sam. There he was, on the
edge of his bed, in his darkened room, wearing a pair of dark glasses. I
told myself to get use to it, this is what I had to look forward to and I
had better be strong just because Sam needed me to be. I moved forward and
Sam looked up.

"Please tell me that's you, Perv."

"It's me," I responded.

Sam held his arms out; I filled them and kissed him gently on his
head. Sam's hands came up and he began to pull me forward; my knees rubbed
against his bed. He gently maneuvered around my ears and ran his fingers
through my hair. Back down they went to the top button of my shirt. He
opened it and the others as he moved downward. He pushed my shirt from my
shoulders and I let it slip off my back and fall to the floor. Again with
the fingers, they were his eyes, and in their own way they examined
me. Gently touching, always moving slowly across my warm skin. Moving
always, ever downward. I stood knowing where this was heading, but I never
stepped back or felt a need to move away.

Sam kept his eyes closed; his head moved a little from side to side, like
he was using sonar or something. I loved his looks. I loved looking at his
body. His legs hung over the bed and griped mine on each side of my body.

He was undoing my belt! His hands slid my zipper down. The snap pulled back
and the jeans pushed downward. I wiggled to allow them to drop below my
knees. I felt Sam's feet push them further and I slipped out of my shoes
and stepped out of my jeans, like they were twin buckets. I felt the tiny
hairs of his legs brushing against mine. His hand moved around my waist and
he fiddled with the small hairs below my navel and traced them to the top
of my briefs. "Still Fruit of the Loom?"

I laughed and replied, "Yeah."

He slipped his thumbs over the band and pulled the front of my briefs
outward. He pulled the underwear away and pushed them down my legs. My dick
sprang forward like a locked up coil. He smiled when he heard it slap my
belly.

"Are you always hard, Perv?" he laughed.

"Always... around you," I replied.

His soft hand found me, wrapping gently around me, like electricity. Gosh,
there isn't anything like it. Another hand around your dick, there isn't a
comparison. He moved my skin upward and it ate the head of my dick, pulling
back downward, exposing all that I had. It tickled to feel his hand
brushing my pubes. Up again and down, again up and down, up and down. I
closed my eyes, hoping to understand what he saw. It brought sparks and
flashes. Then, like in a dream, I watched him bring his head towards me. I
felt again the warmth of his lips and he tenderly took me in. I felt him
wash me with the moisture of his mouth. I felt him move closer and take all
of me and I was in heaven. I was in Sam and he was sucking me. I let it go
and he swallowed all of my juices and licked me as he pulled back, looking
up at me with a smile on his face like a young boy having ice cream for the
first time. He said, "You really taste great, and you have a really cute
dick, too."

"Thanks, I've never had anyone do that for me. I never want anyone else to
do it but you. OK?" I said.

"Sure, you bet. I'll do that anytime, but you have to take your turn
too. OK?"

I laughed and began to say, "Yeah..." when it hit me.

"Wait a minute. Did you say I had a really cute dick?"

Sam smiled as his head tilted up. He removed his dark glasses and he looked
me in the eyes... And he said, "Yeah!"

The End