Date: Mon, 24 Mar 2008 06:51:31 -0000
From: Richard Oswald <trickster40012@sky.com>
Subject: Young Lycra Lust. Chapter 2 ? Saturday (Part 1).
Young Lycra Lust.
Chapter 2 - Saturday (Part 1).
Please note that the normal disclaimers apply regarding to reading this if
you are underage or if the nature of the story offends you. Also, the story
may not be copied in any shape or form without my permission. The story is
mainly a true account of my younger life with name changes where necessary.
This is a continuation from chapter 1 and although it is called `Lycra
Lust', there is little Lycra in this one but is a continuation of the story
for what is to come in the following chapters. My email for comment is
(tricks1972@msn.com). Once again, thanks for reading!
...Saturday morning was here and I was wide awake a little
after 9am. It was a new day and I just knew it was going to be a great
weekend. I was hoping that what happened the afternoon before wasn't a one
off or a mistake on anyone's part. (I would find out that of course it
wasn't!) My mobile (cell) phone already had the text message on it from
Grant I was waiting for instructing me to be round at his by 10.30am and
that I only needed my tooth brush for my night's stay - Oh, and his Lycra
singlet! Boy, he was bossy but he was my new love (hopefully) and I wasn't
going to argue with him! This just allowed me enough time to head
downstairs (in just a pair of tight white briefs straining with my dick
that had never seemed to go fully soft since the previous afternoon's
events) have some breakfast followed by a shower.
My Mum and younger brother Pete (14) were in the kitchen -
Mum busying herself and Pete eating his breakfast also just in his loose
boxer shorts. Greetings and kisses were exchanged between us including my
brother. (We're a close family and look out for each other all the time).
It didn't bother Mum that we weren't dressed; it just always seemed to be
that way. I went back upstairs to shower and dress. Pete followed me saying
`Hey Rich, what you going to be doing all day?' I told him that I was
spending it with Grant and that I'd be staying at his for the night. He
said cool and that he might tag along - just to Grant's house - to see what
his brother (Anthony - also 14) was up to.
I grabbed some fresh clothes - my favourite pair of white
tangas which held everything up nice and tight (similar to a thong with a
narrow waste band but have a back on them covering your butt), blue jeans
which showed my crotch and muscled legs off very well, plain white v necked
t-shirt and a sweat-shirt I got the previous year while at Walt Disney
World. (Geeky, I know but I am a Disney fan too!!). My shower was
uneventful as I resisted touching myself - apart from a few gentle strokes
- leaving the rest for Grant later!
I dressed, put my best diamond earrings back in and my gold
curb chain back on around my neck, freshened up grabbed Grant's singlet
from under my pillow folding it small and putting it in one of my front
pockets and headed downstairs. I did think about wearing it but decided
against it! I then put my black Adidas trainers (sneakers) on and waited
for my brother to catch up. Pete wasn't far behind as he didn't bother to
shower, we said bye to our Mum and we were soon out the door - me with my
wallet, mobile and house keys in my hand and a toothbrush in my back
pocket! We said a quick `hello' and `goodbye' to our Dad
who was washing the family cars on our drive briefing him on what we were
both doing that day as we went by. He stopped us briefly in our tracks to
hand us both some pocket-money which we thanked him for.
Walking over to Grant's Pete asked again what we were up to
and I had to be honest and told him I had no idea - I showed him the text
he sent me and he just laughed calling him bossy too! My brother doesn't
miss much and asked what I had in my front pocket. I never lie to him and
told him the truth (well some of it!). I told him that it was a Lycra
running suit Grant had leant me at athletics training the day before. He
responded by saying cool and that he wanted one for the up and coming
season. Mark too was on the school athletics team albeit a year below
me. We both agreed that we'd ask our parents for some money in order to buy
one each when we got the time.
Once at Grant's Pete ran up to their door ringing the
bell. The door opened with Anthony answering and inviting us in. We'd both
been round many times before and were familiar with the house. Pete and
Anthony went into the living room and I was instructed to head up to
Grant's room. I knocked on his door and let myself in. I pulled the blue
and white stretchy material of the singlet out of my pocket throwing it to
him across his room saying `present for you'. He caught it, sniffed
the groin area of it smiling saying `someone was busy last night!'
and (funnily enough) he put it under one of his pillows on his large
bed. He was already dressed - very similar to me in jeans which were quite
tight around his groin area (exposing the outline of his teen dick and
balls), a white t-shirt and a short light-weight jacket. We hugged and
embraced each other enjoying a quick passionate kiss before he pulled us
apart asking if I was ready to go out. The weather had already warmed up
and I took my sweat shirt off leaving it in his room. He took my wallet and
offered to carry it for me putting it in his jacket pocket while I left my
house keys on his bedside table as I had no use for them. I'd already put
my mobile in my jeans front pocket.
Next minute we were out the door with his dad following us
as far as their porch area giving us last minute instructions since they
were going to be away for the evening at a friend's wedding. Grant was told
to look after his brother - and me mine - as he was also now staying at
Grant's that night! We said our final goodbyes as Grant's dad handed him
some money for the day, winked and told us to be safe and enjoy
ourselves. Me been me, I never thought anything of the wink, but I found
out later that Grant had told him that we were `an item'. (Grant's
parents were very easy going. Mine were too!) Just before Grant's Dad
closed the door, I dashed back and took my toothbrush out of my back pocket
and placed it on a table in the hallway for later, turned and the door was
closed behind me.
Town was only a twenty minute walk and since it was a
bright cloudy day it'd quite a pleasurable one. For part of the walk, we
took a short cut through a wooded area. It was in here, Grant pulled me to
one side of the main dirt track and we were soon kissing again and enjoying
the closeness of each other's bodies under the canopy of leafed trees, sun
light trying to break through the clouds high above us. Our lips were
intertwined, glued together and our tongues were exploring each other's
mouths once again. I was also, once again, playing with his tongue stud
which was turning him (and me) on. He muttered to me that I liked doing
that and I nodded in agreement. The situation brought all the memories of
the previous afternoon rushing back - even if we were fully clothed. The
rushing never stopped there as I started to bone up once again! We could
feel the heat of each other's 15 year old sexy bodies through our
clothes. I now had my hands down the back of his jeans playing, massaging
and squeezing his bottom with my fingers. I realised he wasn't wearing any
underwear but that didn't matter - `easier access', I thought! His
hands were now up under my t-shirt gently stroking my back massaging,
needing and working my skin with perfection. I moved my hands up to his
back too and all the while we were locked together at our mouths and our
bulging crotch areas were pushed in tight grinding against each other. I
now moved my hands back to the top of his jeans working them round to the
front. I was just about to un-button his jeans and pay back the favour of
yesterday's immense blow job when he stopped me telling me there'd be
plenty of time later. With that, he grabbed my right hand with his left and
we walked hand in hand (like a couple) back to the track and headed the
rest of the way into town adjusting our crotches as we went - myself having
a pretty big bulge there and Grant looking like he had a thick rod running
down the inside of his left leg towards his knee with not wearing anything
under his tight jeans. An old couple past us walking their dog and gave us
a funny look since we were holding hands. Grant just gave me a quick peck
on the cheek and they just hurried by turning their heads the other way! It
felt so cool to be doing this: I was so happy that our friendship had taken
this turn and that yesterday wasn't a one off!
We walked and talked and it was then that I found out he'd
told his parent's about `us' and was as happy for me to be his
boyfriend. I was more than happy for Grant to be my boyfriend too! Upon
nearing town we let go of each other and crossed the main bypass road
before walking the final short distance towards the shops. It was at this
point, I asked what we'd come into town for mentioning that if we had time
we could go to the sports shop so I could buy my own Lycra running
suit. The only answer I got was `It's a surprise' accompanied by a
wink just like his dad had done earlier! I soon got my answer as just on
the edge of the main high street where all the shops were, he tugged my arm
and motioned me to follow him down a narrow side street and knocked on the
first door he came to. (The door was obviously a way of gaining access to
the shop facing the high street. But with going down to the side door, I
never paid any attention to what shop it was... All would come clear though
and I'd soon realise it was a Tattoo & piercing place).
A lad who must have been in his early twenties answered the
door wearing a black vest, jeans and black boots. The vest allowed him to
show off his tattooed upper body and arms. Grant greeted him with a quick
kiss and explained to me that he (Mark) was his cousin. I let out a slight
sigh of relief as at first I thought Grant had somebody else and I thought
I'd have to share him. Mark had short light brown mousy hair, brown eyes
hidden behind a pair of trendy glasses and several ear-rings in each ear
besides one in his right eyebrow. He was a little taller than us but had
the same slim family build with strong legs and a flat stomach. It was
obvious that he was Grant's Father's Brother's son. (Try saying that if
you're drunk!) Grant went on to explain that Mark had come in to work early
to do `me' a favour as we wouldn't normally be allowed in during
the shop hours been minors (it opened at lunch time until quite late),
carrying on to say that I could have my belly button and tongue pierced!
The news was a little bit of a shock and I didn't really
have time to think about it as I was ushered into another room and shown
where to lie down on what looked like a bed you see at the doctors and take
my t-shirt off exposing my smooth boyish torso and developing six-pack. It
was obvious now that I was in a piercing & tattooing place as I gazed
around the room. (There's no need to go in to the actual piercings in great
detail - but yes, I had them done - even if the tongue one did hurt and
bleed!) It was quite an amazing experience though...
While I was laying down now staring at the ceiling, Mark busied himself
getting the things ready he needed. Grant just hovered around taking his
jacket off and placing it to one side. He then knelt down near my groin
area and started massaging my dick and balls through my jeans using his
fingers and the palm of his hand. This was certainly taking my mind of what
Mark was about to do. Next minute he had his hands on my torso playing with
my nipples massaging squeezing and pulling them. (Mark was piercing my
tongue first and had that clamp device on it and so my moans were slightly
muffled - which amused them both!). Next Grant was unbuttoning my jeans and
working them down under my butt and to my ankles. I did help by raising my
butt for him. The fact that Mark was there never bothered me at all
especially after the way he met Grant. Besides, I was so in love now with
Grant now, it didn't matter to me who saw us together! I also guessed Mark
was gay too. Grant was now playing with my boy dick and balls through the
thin material of my white tangas, which was straining to be released! Both
my hands were on Grant's head, my fingers playing with his dirty blond
shaggy hair.
As mark carried on with me moaning, Grant lifted my briefs
over my boner and balls to one side and started stroking my dick, having a
firm grip of it just under the head, working his hand up and down the full
length of my teenage shaft pulling my foreskin as far back as it would go
causing the head of my dick to become very large, red and sensitive. I was
in heaven and even though Mark was piercing my tongue, I was concentrating
more on what Grant was doing. Just as Mark put the needle through my
tongue, Grant put his lips around the head of my cock licking and sucking
it as he went cleaning up my pre-cum which was oozing from my piss slit. My
reaction was also to put my tongue back in my mouth but Mark was holding it
firm in place with one hand using a clamp like device. Grant must have been
watching Mark as his timing was synchronised to perfection! Grant continued
to work his magic on me gaining speed in the process causing my body squirm
in ecstasy going down my shaft further and further with each movement! It
wasn't long before I could feel that extra rush of blood along my shaft and
it stiffen even more, my balls twitched and tightened and my warm boy's
salty cum explode into Grant's wanting mouth once again. Explosion after
explosion hit the back of Grant's mouth and he swallowed every last drop,
cleaning me up as he released my dick from the warm inners of his mouth. My
shaft just flopped back and rested against my belly pointing towards my
chin.
He stood back up looking down on me with that wonderful
grin on his face exposing his perfect white teeth and asked if I enjoyed
that. Geez, he was so beautiful his lovely blue eyes were burning into mine
with such passionate desire. To my surprise, I was able to answer him as
mark had finished with my tongue. It was a gargled answer though as my
mouth had a little blood in it and I needed to rinse it out - which I
did. I was soon back lying down on the bed with my semi hard penis and
balls exposed; Mark moved his chair round to my groin where Grant had
previously been kneeling. Grant was now running his hands through my short
hair asking if I felt OK. I answered him saying I was spent but fine and
also that my tongue was a little swollen!
Mark started work on my belly button but not without
passing on the opportunity to play with my softening penis and cupping my
slightly hairy balls in the palm of his right hand and rolling them round
like dice: I was growing stiff again - it wasn't taking much - I was a
horny teenager in heaven! I knew I had to be careful with my tongue for a
while - so did Grant - but it didn't stop him bending over to kiss me on
the lips. I gently kissed him back opening slightly allowing his tongue
into my now blood free mouth been very gentle all the while. Geez, he was
so considerate and gentle too!
Mark was busy piercing me again taking time once in a while
to have a play with my lower regions which I loved and Grant didn't seem to
mind. Every now and again he would give my penis one or two gentle strokes
followed by a couple of fast ones working my shaft, building me up and then
letting me relax. My belly button was soon pierced. Grant and I were still
kissing gently and passionately when I felt the now familiar sensation of a
mouth engulfing my shaft. Mark's mouth was also warm and he too had his
tongue pierced - it must run in the family! It felt like he too was a pro
at giving blow jobs and I eased away from Grant just long enough to ask to
which he replied `Mark taught him all he knew and would teach me
too'. I couldn't wait to be taught! Mark was able to relax his throat and
had my whole seven inch solid dick in his mouth - his nose deep in my
pubes. He would suck hard then gently followed by hard again. He would let
his tongue lick my shaft, his piercing adding to the pleasures I was
experiencing.
I couldn't believe what was happening to me: First there
was the athletics training and the episode with Grant's Lycra running suit
in the changing rooms. And secondly, I was now pierced, had one blow job
and was on my second of the day by Grant's cousin while Grant himself
serviced my mouth! I knew that my parent's would see my piercings but I
also knew they'd be cool about it like they were when I went to have my
ears done a year earlier. I have never felt such emotion and loved every
second of what was happening to me - who wouldn't! Mark had such a
technique going and I was about to explode into his mouth too when he
stopped. He must have sensed that I was about to let leash my teenage
spunk. Grant stopped kissing me too and moved away. Mark and Grant
exchanged glances and with that Mark left the room to clean the piercing
tools he'd just used on me smiling as he went. I looked round to find Grant
taking his trainers off and dropping his jeans to the floor and stepping
out of them followed closely by his t-shirt. His dick was already rock
solid and probably glad to be free from the tight enclosure it had
previously been kept in. It bounced up hitting his stomach before settling
into a position pointing out skywards from a bunch of pubes at the base. He
gave his balls a quick stretch and rub followed by a few tugs on his meat
before walking over to where I was.
I knew I couldn't repay the favour of a blow job yet as my
tongue was sore and slightly swollen but he had other ideas. He gave me a
quick kiss on the lips before moving round to my legs and groin area. He
climbed up on to the bed too with his knees resting either side of my upper
body and his butt hovering over my groin area. My instinct was to reach out
for his thighs and steady him as the bed wasn't that wide. After all, the
bed wasn't made for two people to be on it! Using his right hand he reached
under himself and grabbed my shaft giving it a few tugs and feeling the
head with his fingers to see how wet it was. I was still oozing from Mark's
work on it moments earlier. He now pointed and aimed my shaft towards his
love chute rubbing my head back and forth over his hole lubricating it as
he went. I could tell he'd done this before (I'm guessing probably with
Mark) and just let him get on with what he was doing. I knew what was
coming and was anticipating the pleasure of what was to come: Oh my God!
How lucky was I? I was just about to fuck my boyfriend for the first time!
It didn't take long for his hole to open up wide enough for
my head of my prick to poke inside where he held it for a moment before
releasing his hand grip of my shaft. Slowly but surely he sank my dick
further and further into his love chute as he sat fully down onto my
groin. I could feel his ass muscles clenching and relaxing as he
went. Again he paused for a second as it was hurting him before slowly
moving his body up and down my stiff seven inches of boy meat, his pain
subsiding in the progress. I didn't think I could enjoy what was happening
to me any more: but I could! Still holding Grant's thighs, I helped him
ride me gaining speed an momentum as he went his pain obviously subsiding
quickly as I lubed his tube up more and more with pre-cum. I tried rising
and lowering my hips but this rhythm didn't seem to work too well with
his. Instead, he rode me like a jokey on a horse bouncing his ass cheeks up
and down my pole making wonderful `sloppy and juicy' noises as he
did! He leant forward to kiss me reminding me of how much he loved me and
wanted this moment for a very long time. I nodded in agreement even though
until yesterday I'd never had a gay thought or experience in my life - not
that I wanted to go back now!
Grant was now sat back straight upright, his neck stretched
backwards, raising and lowering his ass up and down my shaft while I had
managed to grab his dick with one hand and started to beat him off with a
rhythm that matched his movements on me. This was the first time I'd held
his shaft and it felt velvety and wonderful in the grip of my hand. I could
feel the veins on the underside of it pulsating as I wanked him off. I
teased and toyed with it rubbing my fingers over his leaking slit - Grant
loved it! Mark was back in the room - I don't know how long he'd been there
but he had his jeans round his ankles beating his thick meat while stood
beside me and Grant. I was getting close to cumming saying it out
loud. Grant said me too which gave me the impetus to increase the speed off
me wanking him off pulling his foreskin up and down his teen shaft as far
as it would stretch using his pre-cum as a lube as I went. To match the
scene, Mark was stroking his meat faster and faster, the speed of him doing
this made me glance over and I saw that he had had it pierced with a Prince
Albert - how cool was that, I thought! And then the climax came - from all
of us at once! As I shot my load up Grant's hole, lining the insides of it
with my seed, his own dick shot load after load of warm cum over my torso
some landing in my hair, on my face and in my mouth. This was the first
time I'd tasted him noticing we tasted very similar. If having Grant's cum
all over me wasn't enough, Mark moved in closer placing his dick near my
face and exploded too. Stream after stream covered my face and went into my
mouth. I swallowed what I could even though it felt weird with a newly
pierced tongue. I was now a sticky mess and was also softening within
Grant who was still sat on me panting from all his riding.
This wasn't to last much longer as he eased himself of me
and back onto his legs. My sticky, floppy dick fell to my body aching from
the servicing it had just been given but happy for it all the while! Grant
had seen the juices covering my face and set too in kissing, licking and
cleaning me up. (Would this ever end? I hoped not!). He also kissed me as
he went allowing me to carefully clean his mouth out and enjoy the tasty
cum-meal I'd just had. Fun pain and pleasure over (for now) it was time to
get up off the bed and freshen up with a good wash and put our clothes back
on. Mark left the room to clean himself up as he was about to open the shop
anyway as the manager would be in soon.
Dressed and ready to go we kissed and said our goodbyes to
Mark. Mark gave me instructions on how to look after my new piercings and
gave me some ointment to keep them clean. He also mentioned to contact him
if we ever needed anything else. Leaving the shop the same way we went in,
Mark handed a package to Grant mentioning that it was what he'd ordered for
him on his behalf from ebay. I asked Mark how much I owed him, but he said
the piercings were on him. As we left and turned into the high street, I
asked Grant what was in the package but he just told me I'd have to wait
and see!
Once back on the high street it was time to find somewhere to eat before
heading to the sports store as, after all our energetic work, we were both
starving. While walking thinking of somewhere to go, I wondered to myself
what Grant was carrying and what else we'd be doing as the day was still
very young...