Date: Wed, 15 Apr 2015 14:39:04 -0400
From: Mikey Mark <michael78983@gmail.com>
Subject: When It Rains It Pours - Part 8

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WARNING: The following text contains scenes of textual nudity
and graphic sex between consenting males. If you are offended
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	When It Rains It Pours - Part 8	by Mikey Mark

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It was windy, warm and wet on Wednesday morning when I went on my way to
school. It had been raining a lot lately and everyone was talking about it.
School was the usual bore. At lunch, my friend Darren showed up at our
table and sat down beside Josh to eat lunch with us. Nicholas the Toad just
peered at the newcomer through his thick glasses, but strangely enough,
said nothing. Matt invited me over to his house to play video games that
evening, so I said "sure". That was always fun.

 The afternoon dragged on. People were in a sullen mood with all the rain.
I took the bus home from school and then my usual after school jerk off
routine. After that, it was homework time which totally sucked. At dinner I
talked to my parents about sleeping over at Brandon's on Saturday night. I
mentioned it was his birthday and his parents would be there and all that.

 My mother seemed concerned. "Have we even met this friend of yours? I
don't remember ever meeting any boy named Brandon."

 I had no other option, so I gave my mom Brandon's parent's phone number
and said she could call if she had any concern at all and then played it
cool and quiet, like it was nothing. I'd slept over at friends houses many
times, so it was nothing unusual.

 Well, my mom did phone Brandon's mom after dinner and had a little chat,
but everything went well it seems because my mom said I could go. After
that, I headed over to Matt's house to play video games, drink milk, eat a
bunch of home-made cookies and then jerk off with Matt watching straight
porn videos on his computer, sitting side by side on his bed. It was like
we had a script for it, the game never changed at all. It was just as much
fun every time. Jerking off isn't the kind of thing one gets bored of
doing. Besides, doing it with a friend is twice as much fun as doing it
alone. And no matter how much fun I had a Matt's house, I still ended up
jerking off again laying in bed that night. I don't think I could go to
sleep without doing it first. And I'd always wake up with a raging boner
every morning.

 Thursday morning was no exception to that rule. I jerked off laying in bed
that morning, far too slow and leisurely than was appropriate for a
schoolday. Mom knocking loudly on my door and telling me to get a move on
startled me and brought me to my senses (but didn't solve the boner
problem). I wrapped myself in my bathrobe and raced for the shower. My cock
was still hard so I jerked off quickly in the shower and washed away the
evidence.

 After that, it was like I was just a few minutes late for everything that
day. It was just one of those days. My day began to brighten just about
half-way through math class when I caught Jeff Ryan's eye for a moment. He
was always so hot looking. The problem I guess was that Jeff knew it.
Everyone always loved Jeff Ryan so he could get away with everything.

 During our regular mid-morning piss-stop on the way to science class, Jeff
was particularly cocky in putting on a show. The washroom was surprisingly
empty, so Jeff was waving around his half-hard cock a bit more than usual.
On the way to science class, Jeff invited me over to his place on Friday
night, but I had to pass because I had plans to get together with Josh on
Friday.

 As the day wore on, I looked forward to my soccer game after school. The
damp weather lately would make the field very muddy. I thought they might
cancel if it kept raining. But the rain stopped and although the field was
all wet and muddy in spots, the game was on. After a while, quite a few of
the guys were splattered with mud. I played the second half and took a
sweet dive in defense that I got praised for by my team-mates and my coach,
but also landed me face first into a big muddy puddle. We won the game 5 to
4. I wasn't the only one all muddy, half the team looked like we had been
mud-wrestling. It was fun.

 Afterwards, I thought I was going to hook up with Anthony in the equipment
room after the game, but he got hung up talking with is dad and the coach
got some other players to gather up our stuff and put it away. Daniel asked
me if I was going over to Jeff's place on Friday night to play video games,
but I told him that Jeff asked me, but I already had plans so I wasn't
going to be there. Daniel then asked me if maybe we could get together on
Saturday night, but I had plans so I had to say no. Daniel then asked about
Sunday and so we agreed on that. Wow. It felt like I needed a calendar to
keep track of my social life these days.

 My mom was there to give me a ride home so I waved bye to both Anthony and
Daniel and went home. I had a boner just thinking about sucking on
Anthony's huge cock. I had a shower (and jerked off thinking about Anthony)
and threw my soccer kit in the laundry. After dinner I had to do homework.
I was really getting sick of that shit since it was getting close to the
end of the school year. Summer vacation couldn't come soon enough.

 Then I got a text from Darren. He attached a picture. It was a cartoon
caricature of me. It was an x-rated drawing and was amazing. Darren and I
spent the next two hours sexting back and forth, typing dirty messages to
each other. He asked me if we could hook up on Friday night, but I had
plans, then he asked about Saturday and Sunday too. I felt so bad telling
him that I was busy and that maybe I could squeeze him in sometime on
Sunday afternoon.

 Friday didn't rain so it was a cheerful day all around. Even my parents
were in a good mood that morning. I rode my bike to school hoping it
wouldn't rain for the ride home. Darren was at our table for lunch again.
So was crazy Chris as well. It was all quite festive. Everyone was asking
about weekend plans. When Josh said he was hanging out with me that night,
Nicholas the Toad said "what's up with that Josh? Are you giving up on
Emily so soon?"

 Once again, Nicholas the Toad miraculously and remarkably avoided getting
pounded into pulp like he desperately deserved. I think it was just the
good mood because it was a Friday. Josh did hit him certainly, but only
half-heartedly. Emily merely looked upon Nicholas with disdain and called
him a "fat little frog".

 In my English class at the end of the day, Tyler was trying to flirt with
Jessica again. I don't think he was very successful. After class, Tyler
suggested we hook up after school to go bike riding in the ravine, but all
the trails would be wet and muddy, so we agreed to get together on Saturday
afternoon to go skateboarding or something.

 I rode my bike home from school and then sat in my bedroom weaving a
friendship bracelet to give to Brandon for his birthday. I wasn't very good
at making those damn things. I'd been shown a bunch of times and even
watched a youtube video step-by-step thing and still messed it up. My ten
year old sister came to my rescue and made it like a pro. She looked at me
a for a minute when I told her I wanted a rainbow colored weave in it, but
she did it without saying anything other than to pester me about who I was
giving it to. I was not going to tell her that.

 It wasn't much of a birthday present, but I didn't have any money or any
good idea what to buy Brandon. He had so much stuff already. Anyway, it was
the thought that counts. After dinner, I headed over to Josh's house. His
parents knew me quite well, so I chatted with them for a minute before
going down to the basement rec-room to play video games with Josh.

 It was just like old times. I hadn't seen much of Josh outside of school
for about a month or so, but that hardly mattered as we were old friends.
We talked about stuff as we played. I asked him how things were going with
Emily and stuff. He said everything was going great. We took a break,
watched tv for awhile, had some snacks and then played some more video
games. Nothing special, just two buddies hanging out.

 But that was when Josh started talking about all the girls he used to like
before Emily. And then he talked about some other hot girls at school like
Jessica. Then he started going on about gay guys giving better blowjobs
than girls. He was just rambling on saying all kinds of crazy stuff like
that.

 "Too bad you didn't invite your friend Brandon over here tonight."

 "What?"

 "I said you should have invited your gay friend over. I could really have
gotten into getting a blowjob tonight."

 We were both still playing, so we weren't looking at each other. This was
crazy. Josh was practically begging to get a blowjob and I sure as hell
wanted to give him one.

 "What about Emily?" I asked him.

 "I told you. She's not very enthusiastic about sucking cock."

 We laughed. I suppose I knew that.

 "Why don't you call him up? Do you think he'd come over and suck both our
cocks?"

 "I'm not going to do that. Brandon's not that kind of guy okay?"

 "That sucks. So how am I going to get a blowjob if even the gay guy isn't
going to do it?"

 I was torn. Did I dare? I wanted to suck Josh's cock and he seemed okay
with Brandon sucking him off, why not me? But he was my very best and
oldest friend - and Emily was his girlfriend. Could I risk screwing up all
that?

 "Well... you know... I could... you know... maybe... you know... do it...
if you want?" I looked over at him. I needed to see his reaction.

 "Okay with me!"

 With that, Josh tossed his controller aside and immediately opened his
pants and looked over at me grinning.

 "So, are you going to do it?"

 I didn't bother answering. I didn't trust my voice. We were sitting on the
couch. I leaned over with my face above his crotch. Josh pulled back the
elastic band of his underwear and his hard cock popped up and I took it
into my mouth. The sound that Josh made when I did that was music to my
ears. His cock wasn't very big, a slim five inches (maybe), but it was hard
as a rock and attached to Josh and that's what mattered most.

 Unfortunately, moment didn't last very long. Josh may have been an almost
insufferably good looking guy, but he wasn't very experienced at getting
his cock sucked. He moaned non-stop and it just kept getting louder. It was
all over in less than two minutes. I swallowed Josh's cum like the nectar
of the gods.

 "Don't stop... keep going!"

 I didn't stop. His cock stayed hard and so I kept on sucking it. That was
very cool. Josh lasted a lot longer the second time and was a bit quieter.
He had turned on the couch to face me and I'd pulled his jeans down to his
knees. I was making love to his cock with my mouth. I'd jerked off and
fantasized about sucking Josh for a long time. Josh really started to get
into as his second orgasm approached. He was really moving around and
talking about how good it felt. I just stayed glued to his cock. I loved
the way I could swallow his whole cock completely and so easily. It made
sucking cock so easy and so much more fun.

 After shooting his second load of cum in my mouth, Josh relaxed a bit and
then started feeling all guilty and saying we shouldn't have done that. I
tried to talk to him about it, but Josh was acting weird. I felt bad and
the situation was awkward, so I went home. I swear my cum hit the ceiling
when I jerked off that night in bed. I was so incredibly horny I had to
jerk off twice. All I could think about was Josh and I hoped I didn't just
ruin our friendship.

 On Saturday morning it was drizzling very lightly. What a wonderful day
for soccer practice. My mom drove me over and dropped me off. Not long
after we started big hulking Roger slipped and twisted his ankle. That was
a long delay and eventually Roger left the field and we went back to
running around in circles chasing the ball.

 After practice, I volunteered to help Anthony with the equipment and then
waved at Daniel as his mom was there to pick him up. Of course I took my
time gathering up the balls and pylons. Anthony was in no hurry so he'd
keep kicking balls around by himself. Once almost everyone was cleared out,
we put the stuff in the storage room and got inside. Anthony wasted no time
and waved his big cock at me. I smiled at him and crouched down and went to
work. I could barely take half of his cock in my mouth, if even that much,
but the feeling of wrapping my hands around the thickness of his cock was
amazing. I wished I had one that big.

 I stroked his cock with both hands, keeping the head of his cock in my
mouth. That was only way I could handle Anthony's size. It worked pretty
good too and I soon had a mouth full of Anthony's sweet tasting cum. My own
cock was hard as a rock and I was already stroking it as I stood up,
pushing my shorts down in the process. As I stroked my own cock, Anthony's
hands stroked my ass. Gawd that felt good.

 "So Mike, has your cute little butt been broken in yet?"

 He squeezed the cheeks of my ass with a firm grip as I started squirting a
load of cum on some of the bright orange pylons on the floor. I didn't
answer Anthony's question. It kind of scared me a bit, so I hurried to pull
up my soccer shorts and scurry out of there as fast as possible.

 My mom was waiting for me. Sometimes mom could surprise me, so I got into
the car and we went home. I was a bit muddy, but not as bad as after the
game on Thursday. I had a long hot shower and mom made a big hot lunch. No
sooner was I finished lunch when there was a knock on the door.

 Tyler was standing there in a yellow rubber raincoat, hat and black rubber
boots looking like a drowned rat. It was really pouring down rain now. So I
invited him inside and he stripped off his rain gear. I half forgot that we
were supposed to get together.

 "We were going to go skateboarding today, weren't we?"

 "I don't think it is a good day for skateboarding. It was a shitty morning
for soccer practice."

 So we hung out at my house playing video games and watching tv and stuff.
My parents knew Tyler from way back so it was no problem. We mostly hung
out in my room. Tyler was practically hyper and had a wicked boner popping
out of his pocket the whole time. He kept making wild and crazy suggestions
about jerking off in various weird ways or odd places in our house (with my
parents home of course). It was pretty funny actually, but all that talking
about jerking off meant we both had raging boners, so the topic was just a
bit more than just idle speculation.

 The sight of Tyler's boner poking out his pocket reminded me of Anthony.
Tyler's cock was a slim version of Anthony's huge cock. They were probably
just about the same length. I wondered what it would be like to suck
Tyler's cock. I figured it would be a lot easier than Anthony's. I figured
that would be a real accomplishment to suck off *two* really big cocks in
one day!

 Well, once I decided I wanted to suck on Tyler's cock, that pretty much
set the tone for the afternoon. Tyler apparently was oblivious to every
hint, nudge or wink, no matter how obvious I was. It was incredibly fun,
exciting and suspenseful as I thought at every moment, Tyler was just going
to pull out his cock and stick it in my face, but he didn't. He just kept
being hyper and moving around and flirting with me and talking about
jerking off. We were play-wrestling, rubbing our boners in each others
faces and still Tyler kept his shorts on and didn't take the hint.

 Tyler even started talking about how cool it would be to get a blowjob. It
was almost like a repeat situation with Josh from the night before. Tyler
was talking about Jessica and all the other hot girls at school and telling
me which ones he wanted to fuck. We ended up jerking off together, as we
had many times already. But I didn't get my hands (or mouth) on his
beautiful cock and that was getting to frustrate me a bit. I really liked
Tyler and he was very sexy guy. I loved the way he was so daring about
doing things when we jerked off down in the ravine and stuff.

 When the rain stopped for a while, Tyler decided it was a good time to
leave and so he got his rain gear and rode his skateboard home. It was
getting late in the afternoon so I cleaned up my room to keep the parents
happy. After that, it was dinner time and then pack my knapsack and I was
on my way to Brandon's place. It wasn't raining so I rode my bike over.

 I knocked on the front door and Brandon answered it. I wished him a happy
birthday and said hello to his mom. Brandon then led me into the living
room to meet his father who was reading a newspaper.

 "Hey dad, this is my friend Mike, he's going to spend the night tonight."

 Brandon's dad stood up and offered his hand to shake. He looked like an
ex-marine corps drill sargent and was very imposing. His grip was like an
iron vise.

 "Is this the fellow your mother has been going on about? The polite one?"

 "Yeah, this is him."

 "Nice to meet you son."

 With that, the rituals were over and I followed Brandon out of the room
and downstairs to the basement rec-room. Music was blasting and colored
strobe lights were flashing, plus the usual cheesy "happy birthday" type
decorations. Brandon had brought his whole music and light setup from his
attic bedroom and brought it all down to the basement for the night.

 It seems none of the A-list celebrities had arrived yet. Mandy was there.
She was one of Brandon's best friends and went to our school in the same
grade as he was. She had wild barbie-pink hair and wore a kaleidoscope of
funky colored clothing. A blond haired girl named Katy was there and she
was very pretty, but fairly quiet. There was also a guy named Jake. He had
blue fingernail polish and matching blue eye make-up. His clothing style
defied description. He was more feminine than Mandy and Katy combined and
twice as loud. That being said, he was an incredibly lively, friendly and
entertaining kind of guy.

 They also had an impressive stash of liquor so we were all drinking fancy
and colorful cocktails. Brandon's parents seemed to be pretty cool about
everything. We played the music pretty loud and were all dancing and
drinking and joking around all night. Around midnight, the 'high-end
catering' turned out to be pizza delivery. I never knew that any pizza
could ever taste as good as that pizza we had that night. It was an
amazingly fun and crazy night. Mandy, Katy and Jake eventually left around
two in the morning. They were all making very crude jokes about me staying
overnight.

 So we went up to Brandon's bedroom in the attic. We were both giggling
away and pretty drunk. We fell on his bed and started making out. It was my
first experience with drunk sex. We stripped off all our clothes and rolled
around madly making out for hours. It was fantastic. We eventually ended up
in a sixty-nine position and finger-fucking each other and then we both got
a bad case of the giggles. It was all very silly.

 "Have you ever fucked anyone before?"

 I admitted that I hadn't.

 "Would you like to try?"

 Stupid question. My dick was hard. What more answer did you need than that?

 So Brandon got some little bottle of lube out and I got behind him. I
really wasn't sure what to do exactly, though the general principle was
clear enough. It took a bit of work to get my dick inside him. It was all
slippery with the lube and his butthole was really tight. But eventually,
my dick just popped inside and wow!

 Brandon was really freaking out and telling me not to move. It was all
very tense. I prayed that he wouldn't tell me to take it out. After another
round of drunken giggles, I actually started to fuck his butt. It was so
tight I could barely move my cock back and forth, but it felt unbelievably
fantastic. We were trying to kiss and fuck at the same time, but that
didn't work very well.

 As I felt my orgasm getting close, I just lost control and started really
going at Brandon's ass with a fury. It was absolutely the most amazing
orgasm of my life and I collapsed on top of Brandon and we just laid there
breathing loudly. We were both covered in sweat. We both fell asleep soon
after that. I woke up with a blistering headache and all curled up with
Brandon.

 "Good morning sunshine."

 OMG. I felt terrible.

 "You look like you might need some coffee..."

 With that, Brandon slipped out of bed, put on some underwear and
disappeared downstairs. He returned with a bed tray with a pot of coffee,
two mugs and a big pitcher of ice-water.

 "Drink the water first and lots of it. Then the coffee. You will thank me."

 Well, an hour later and two trips to the washroom to pee and he was right.
I was feeling much better. I was still tired from not enough sleep, but the
headache went away.

 That's when Brandon's mom brought up breakfast on a big tray. Huge
strawberry crepes, with a side order of bacon, sausages, toast and jam.
Wow. We were both still in our underwear and sitting in bed as his mom
served breakfast. Sunlight was beaming in the dormer window. It was all
very sweet and wonderful.

 After breakfast, we had showers and then another round of sex in Brandon's
bedroom. That was a wild and passionate make-out session followed by an
equally frantic sixty-nine situation. The sounds and activity got pretty
crazy, but then slowed down to silence soon enough, and we both laid there
all covered in sweat - again. That was fun.


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 To be continued in part 9