Date: Sat, 2 Apr 2005 06:31:02 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: Aaron Gets His Wish - Chapter Six
DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions
of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years
of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this
material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you
choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it!
Aaron Gets His Wish
Chapter Six
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About an hour after they left the house, Mark and Aaron were sauntering
up Fifth Avenue in Manhattan. Aaron's neck was craned much of the time,
as not being used to being in the city, he was staring up at the sky
scrapers they were passing.
"This is so cool!" he exclaimed, at one point, causing Mark to smile.
"Thanks for bringing me into the city Mark!"
"No problem," Mark chuckled.
A short while later, Mark said, "This way," and he pulled Aaron into a
large department store they were passing.
Mark checked the store directory, then they took the elevator up a few
floors, and emerged in the boys clothing department.
"OK, first priority is to get you some boxers!" he said, grinning at
Aaron.
"WOW! There's so many to choose from!" Aaron said, smiling, his eyes
wide with surprise.
Mark chuckled and said, "Well, look 'em all over and let's see what we
can get you. What size do you wear?"
"I don't know what size I wear!" Aaron said, suddenly looking
crestfallen.
Mark grinned and said, "Hold still."
He stepped over behind Aaron and pulled his T-shirt up and reached for
the waistband of his cargo shorts. Sliding his thumb down Aaron's back
and sticking it in the waistband of both his shorts and briefs, he bent
the top of Aaron's pants down and peered at the label inside the waist
band of Aaron's briefs.
'14' he said, triumphantly, and he let Aaron's pants snap back into place
and dropped his T-shirt.
"That's one way to figure it out," a woman standing nearby said, and
winked at the boys.
Embarrassed, Aaron looked at his feet, but Mark laughed and grinned at
her. She smiled back at him.
"OK, so do your briefs feel comfortable? Are they too small? Too big?
Or OK?" Mark asked, turning his attention back to a pink-faced Aaron.
"They're OK," Aaron said, softly.
"You sure?" Mark asked. "We want to get you the right size!"
"I'm sure!" Aaron said.
"OK. Then pick out a few pairs of size 14 that you like," Mark said.
Aaron began riffling through the various packages of boxers in his size.
A few minutes later, he had selected 5 different packages. Mark laughed
and told him he didn't think he'd need that many pairs, because they came
3 to a pack. He told Aaron to put a couple packages back. Aaron tossed
two packages down and they headed to the Checkout. As Mark got out his
wallet to pay, he noted that Aaron had chosen boxers that were just like
his, only smaller of course.
"I see you got ones that are like mine!" Mark said.
Aaron blushed again, but said, "Well, I figure you'd have underwear that
nobody laughs at!"
"True!" Mark said. "I'm just surprised you didn't get a pack of 'Sponge
Bob Square Pant's' boxers, or something like that though."
"Well... I did kind of like them, but..." Aaron trailed off.
Chuckling, Mark said, "Go grab a pack of them too. You can wear them at
home if you want."
Aaron looked up at Mark to see if he was making fun of him or not, but
realized he wasn't, so grinning, he quickly scampered back to the aisle
where the underwear was, selected a package of 'Sponge Bob' boxers and
returned to where Mark was in line.
"Cool!" Mark said, taking those and putting them on the counter as well.
A minute later, it was their turn to pay. Mark paid, with some money
that his father had given him, then they left.
* * *
"So now what are we going to do?" Aaron asked, as they emerged on the
street.
"Well... I don't know! What haven't you ever done before in the city
that you'd like to do?" Mark asked.
"I don't know," Aaron said. "Like I said, we never come into the city
too much. I don't even know what there is to do!"
"Good Grief!" Mark said, smiling. "OK... hmmm...."
He thought for a moment, then he began to list all kinds of things that
they could do, including shopping, going to the park, a museum or a
gallery. Within a minute or two, he'd listed dozens of things they could
do, and Aaron's head was almost spinning.
Smiling, Mark asked him what kind of things he thought he'd like to do.
The truth be known, Aaron really didn't care what they did. He was just
enjoying being with Mark, so he told Mark to surprise him.!
Mark thought for a minute, then a smile crept across his face, and he
said "C'mon!"
A couple minutes later, they were in the subway again, waiting for a
train to take them across and uptown.
The train came almost immediately, and 15 minutes later they were already
on the street again.
"So where are we going?" Aaron asked, curiously, as he followed Mark.
"Here!" Mark said, pointing up the street a couple buildings.
"The museum of Natural History?" Aaron said, reading the sign.
"Well... I was thinking maybe The Hayden Planetarium!" Mark said. "It's
in the same place!"
"Cool!" Aaron said, smiling. "I haven't been to a planetarium since I
was really little!"
"C'mon then!" Mark said.
The boys went in and checked a list of shows at the planetarium. They
didn't have to wait too long till the next show, so they got tickets, and
went and got in a small line that was already forming.
Shortly, the doors opened and a small crowd of people emerged. They all
seemed happy or excited by what they'd seen. Mark and Aaron and the
others in their line went in then.
A while later, the show over, they came back out. Both boys had enjoyed
the it immensely.
"Thanks for bringing me here Mark!" Aaron said, smiling.
"Sure Squirt!" Mark said, and me reached over and mussed Aaron's hair up.
"So, now what?" Aaron asked, smiling and shaking his head to straighten
his hair a little once Mark stopped riffling it.
Mark looked at his watch and said "too early to eat yet, how's about we
go see the dinosaur bones, then maybe it'll be time to eat. We can walk
over to the park and find a vendor and have lunch then."
Aaron was agreeable, and that's exactly what they did. Both boys were
awestruck by the size of the dinosaur bones, and thoroughly enjoyed the
exhibit.
* * *
"I'm getting hungry - how about we head over to the park and get some
lunch?" Mark asked, as they headed toward the museum's entrance.
"OK, but I gotta pee first," Aaron said, looking around somewhat urgently
for the men's room.
"Sure! I think it's down the end of this hallway," Mark said, leading
Aaron down a hallway.
At the end of the hallway, they found the men's room, went in. They were
alone. Mark walked over to the urinals, selected one, stepped up to it,
pulled his penis out, and began to urinate. Smiling shyly, Aaron stepped
up to the one to Mark's left and did the same.
"What're you smirking at?" Mark asked, looking down at him.
"It's the first time we've ever peed together," Aaron whispered, grinning
up at him.
Mark chuckled and said, "Guess it is!"
The two stood smiling at each other for a minute as they emptied their
bladders. Mark finished first and shook his dick, then put it away.
Aaron finished up just afterward.
As they washed their hands, Mark smiled and said, "So you feeling all
'brotherly' now that we peed together?"
Aaron blushed, and said "I guess."
He looked down then. Mark could see he was smiling as he looked down
into the sink while he rinsed the soap off his hands.
The two finished up, dried their hands, and left the men's room.
* * *
The boys stopped for a few minutes at the museum's gift shop. Mark
bought them each a T-shirt, and Aaron bought himself a couple souvenirs.
They left the museum then, and walked into the park. There were vendors
everywhere. Both boys opted for hot dogs, fries, and sodas.
As they sat by the edge of the lake, eating, Mark's cell phone rang.
"It's Dad," Mark said, looking at the caller ID as he pulled his phone
out of his pocket to answer it.
"Dad!" Mark said. "What's up?"
"I don't know," his father said. "You tell me! Where the hell are you
two?"
"Eating lunch," Mark said.
"Well, I figured you'd be eating, you two are always eating! But WHERE
are you eating?" his father asked.
"Central Park," Mark said, chuckling as he took another bite of hot dog.
"You're in the city?"
"Yeah!" Mark replied.
"I see. Well, Gran was beginning to get worried. She thought you were
going shopping at the plaza down the road from the house, and that you'd
have been back by now." Steven said.
"I told her we'd be gone a while," Mark said. "And I told her I had my
cell."
"I know," Steve said. "And she tried calling you, but had one of the
numbers wrong. That's why she called me."
"Oh. OK. Well is everything OK?" Mark asked.
"Yeah. She was just thinking you should've been back already. Anyway,
what're you guys up to? Is everything OK?" Steve asked.
"Sure! Why wouldn't it be?" Mark asked. "We came into the city to get
Aaron his boxers. Then we went to they Hayden Planetarium. We just came
from the museum. We checked out the dinosaur bones. Now we're in the
park eating."
"Well, I figured you guys would be OK, just wanted to check. Sounds like
you're having fun. Will you be home for supper?" Steve asked.
"Of course! We wouldn't miss a meal!" Mark said, smiling, and winking at
Aaron who grinned.
"OK, I'll call Gran and let her know you're OK, and will be back for
supper," Steve said. "Have fun!"
"OK, Bye," Mark said.
"Bye," Steve said and hung up.
"Your grandmother thought we'd be home by now," Mark said, pocketing the
phone.
"I knew it. Hope we're not in trouble!" Aaron said, worriedly.
"If we were, Dad would've said so," Mark said.
"I guess," Aaron said, dubiously.
"Well, even if we are - you aren't. I'm the one who brought you here!"
Mark said.
Aaron smiled and said, "OK then!"
Within a few minutes, the boys had finished their lunches.
"Should we go home now?" Aaron asked.
"Hell no! The day is young! C'mon!" Mark said, smiling.
* * *
As the two walked along, Aaron spied a small brick building that housed
public restrooms.
"I gotta stop a minute," Aaron said. He had an almost pained look on his
face.
"Sure. You OK?" Mark asked.
"Yeah," Aaron said. "Gotta crap though - too much breakfast and too many
hot dogs!"
Mark chuckled and said, "OK, go on. I don't have to go. I'll be right
here."
"'K," Aaron said, and he scooted into the men's room.
When Aaron got inside, he found there were only two stalls. One was
occupied, so he dashed into the empty one. Quickly he ripped some tissue
from the roller and wiped the seat off. He flushed. Then, despite the
uncomfortable pressure that was building up quickly in his bowels, he
squeezed his legs together and quickly prepared the toilet like his
mother had taught him to do in public bathrooms. He ripped some more
tissue from the roller and put a couple folded pieces on each half of the
horseshoe shaped seat, so that his skin wouldn't touch the seat itself.
Finally, he turned around and shoved his shorts and briefs down to his
ankles. He straightened up and sat down, letting his breath out with a
sigh.
As Aaron settled onto the toilet seat, he heard a raspy male whisper
coming from his left.
"Nice dick kid!" the voice said.
Aaron's head whirled to the left and he was shocked to see a round hole,
the circumference of a large coffee mug, in the wall of the stall, right
at the level of his face. He had been in such a hurry to get the toilet
ready, he hadn't seen the hole. A bloodshot eyeball was pressed up
against the hole, staring through it at him. Aaron was horrified.
"Wh-what do you want?" he croaked, fearfully.
"Stick your dick through and I'll suck you off!" the raspy voice said.
Aaron's eyes got huge. He didn't know what to do. At the same time, he
felt the pressure building up in his bowels even more. As much as he
wanted to leap up, pull his pants up and bolt from the building, he knew
he had to stay, because he was about to take a dump.
"Leave me alone!" Aaron said, praying the eyeball would go away.
Aaron turned away from the hole, and looked straight ahead, toward the
stall door.
"Put dick through hole for BJ!" he read on the door, and there was an
arrow pointing in the general direction of the hole.
Before Aaron could think about what to do, he heard a noise next to him,
and quickly looked back at the hole. Thankfully, the eyeball was gone.
Through the hole he could see a person standing up. He could see that it
was a black man, because he had his pants down and Aaron saw the skin of
his hip.
"Good! He's leaving!" Aaron thought.
Then, all of a sudden, a feeling of dread spread through him. The guy
was pushing the head of his cock through the hole, and it was hard and
HUGE! Slowly it moved through the hole, getting closer and closer to
Aaron's face. Instinctively, Aaron, leaned the other way. His eyes got
huge as he stared at the encroaching penis. It was the largest one he'd
ever seen! It must've been almost a foot long, and it was almost as
thick as the hole itself! It was twitching slightly, as blood coursed
through it, and the tip of it was moist with pre-cum. Aaron was
terrified. He thought the guy realized he didn't want anything to do
with him, and he prayed the guy wouldn't suddenly start peeing on him in
retaliation.
All Aaron wanted to do was get the hell out of there. He still had to
shit though. Quickly he started to push, to force his crap out.
"Thank God" he thought, as his bowels began to empty.
As he crapped, Aaron stared at the hard black dick sticking through the
hole at him. It had begun to dance up and down. Apparently the guy was
flexing his muscles, making it flip up and down, trying to entice Aaron
to play with it.
"C'mon. At least touch it!" the owner of the penis complained, sounding
a little sad.
Lulled a little by the man's less threatening ton, Aaron relaxed
slightly. As scared as he'd initially been, he realized he was also
curious, and surprisingly a little aroused by what was happening. As he
felt his own dick beginning to expand a little, Aaron stared closely at
the penis, as it bobbed up and down at him. He couldn't believe how big
it was.
"How could anyone get their mouth around it even if they wanted to? It's
too big to fit!" Aaron thought to himself.
In reality, Aaron would've liked to wrap his hand around it and give it a
few strokes, but he was afraid if he did, the guy might jizz all over
him, or worse, he might catch an STD of some kind.
"Son of a Bitch!" the guy on the other side of the stall wall burst out,
suddenly pounding his fist against the wall. "Why the fuch won't you at
least touch it?"
The man's outburst scared Aaron again. Not taking his eyes from the
twitching dick, Aaron finished shitting in record time, ripped some paper
from the roller and wiped himself. He quickly stood up, pulled his
shorts up and fastened them. Then, without bothering to flush, or
stopping to wash his hands, he burst from the stall and ran from the
bathroom.
* * *
"Whoa!" Mark said, catching Aaron by the shoulders as he ran up to him.
"What's wrong? You OK?"
Aaron was red in the face, sweating, and looked spooked. Mark could
clearly see that something had frightened the boy.
As Aaron related to Mark what had occurred in the men's room, neither of
them saw the black man surreptitiously slip out the bathroom door and
hurry away. He must've realized Aaron didn't like what he'd done, and
most likely wasn't alone in the park.
"Oh Aaron!" Mark said, when the boy had finished telling him what
happened. "I'm so sorry man! I should've gone in with you. I didn't
think! Did he touch you at all?"
"No," Aaron said. "It just freaked me out, that's all!"
Mark wrapped his arms around the boy and hugged him. "You're sure you're
OK?" he asked.
"Yeah, now I am," Aaron said, relaxing finally, and smiling slightly at
the feeling of Mark's arms wrapped around him.
"OK, c'mon then," Mark said, and he released Aaron, and started walking
toward the men's room.
"Wait! Where are we going?" Aaron asked, alarmed.
"To take care of that asshole!" Mark said, sounding angry.
Aaron stood rooted to his spot, staring in disbelief after Mark.
"Mark, let's just leave!" he said, afraid of what might happen if they
went back into the men's room.
"No way! C'mon!" Mark called, looking back.
"We really don't have to do this," Aaron said, as he quickly dashed after
Mark.
"Yes we do!" Mark said. "You don't want him doing the same thing, or
worse to some other boy do you?"
"Well... no," Aaron replied hesitantly, as they approached the men's room
door. "Be careful! He was really big!"
"I can handle him," Mark said, and he walked into the bathroom.
Fearfully, Aaron quickly followed him.
When they walked in, there was just a young white man and a little boy,
who was obviously his son, just leaving. Otherwise the room was empty.
The stalls were empty too.
"He must've realized you might go for help!" Mark said, sounding
disappointed.
"Good!" Aaron said, relieved. "It's OK. Really. C'mon, let's go do
something else!"
"OK," Mark said, resignedly. "Guess there's nothing else we can do."
"And don't tell anyone at home about this, or I'll never get to go
anywhere with you again!" Aaron said.
Mark looked down at Aaron, a little surprised.
"I mean it. Promise you wont' tell anyone!" Aaron said, looking up at
Mark almost pleadingly.
Mark studied Aaron a moment.
"PLEASE MARK!" Aaron said, beginning to sound a little desperate. "I'm
fine! Nothing happened! And I want to be able to go places with you
yet!"
"OK... I guess," Mark said, smiling faintly. "But, from now on I'm
sticking to you like glue! You need to pee or shit, I go with you!
Jeeze - that's right. Did you ever get to go?"
Aaron snickered and said, "Yeah, when he was sticking his dick through
the wall at me!"
Mark smiled and said, "Guess that was enough to scare the shit out of you
eh?"
Aaron laughed, and said, "Yeah. I never saw such a huge dick! He was a
lot bigger than you, and you're really big!"
Mark grinned when Aaron commented about his size.
"Well, black guys are supposed to be bigger than white guys," he said.
"That's good, I really wouldn't want to get as big as he is! Must've
been a foot long!" Aaron said, sounding incredulous.
Mark laughed and said, "Bet he has problems finding anyone who'll take
it!"
"Yeah," Aaron said. "Nobody's got a mouth big enough for him to stuff it
in!"
Mark laughed again and said, "OK. Let's go do something, and forget this
happened!"
"Good!" Aaron said, grinning. "That's just what I want to do!"
Mark smiled and wrapped his arm around Aaron, resting it behind his neck,
across his shoulders. Aaron was smiling happily as the two boys walked
back out into the sunshine.
* * *
"So what're we gonna do now?" Aaron asked, as he and Mark strolled along
the edge of the lake.
"Don't know," Mark said.
He thought a minute then said, "Ever take a ride on the Staten Island
Ferry?"
Aaron looked blankly at Mark and said, "Why would anyone do that?"
"To get to Staten Island!" Mark said blandly.
Aaron looked quizzically at Mark and said, "Why would I want to go
there?"
Mark laughed and said, "I don't know. Point is though, it's a fun boat
ride. I do it every so often just to do something different. When I get
to the other side, I get on the next ferry back here. It's fun, and it's
cheap!"
"Oh!" Aaron said. Then he smiled and said "I never did it before, can we
go do it now?"
"Sure!" Mark grinned. "C'mon."
Mark lead the way out of the park and to a subway entrance. The boys
went underground and within a few minutes were on a speeding subterranean
"Express" train heading toward lower manhattan.
A little while later, Mark and Aaron were standing on the outside, upper
deck of a yellow ferry boat, that was motoring in the direction of Staten
Island.
"This is SO cool!" Aaron exclaimed, leaning over the edge and staring
happily down at the waves.
Mark grinned and pointed the Statue of Liberty, which was coming up.
"Look there," he said.
"Cool! The Statue of Liberty! I never saw it up close before!" Aaron
grinned.
"Man, for living in New York all your life, you sure haven't seen much of
it," Mark said, chuckling.
"I know. Have you ever been in the Statue?" Aaron asked.
"Yup. Twice!" Mark replied.
"You're so lucky!" Aaron said. "Can we go there?"
Mark looked at his watch and said, "well, another day we can, but not
today - not enough time left now."
"Oh, OK," Aaron said.
"That's Ellis Island right there. Bet you've never been there before
either," Mark said.
"Nope!" Aaron replied, watching the former immigration center glide by.
"Well, we'll make a day of it and visit both sometime!" Mark said.
"Cool!" Aaron said, grinning at Mark.
A few minutes later, as the ferry started to turn toward Staten Island,
Mark took Aaron around to the other side of the boat and pointed out the
Verrazano Narrows bridge.
Shortly after that, the ferry docked on Staten Island. Mark and Aaron
got off and went directly to the waiting area for the next ferry boat
back to Manhattan. A few minutes later, they boarded it, and rode it
back.
"That was great Mark! Thanks for taking me!" Aaron said,
enthusiastically as they walked off the boat, into the Manhattan
terminal.
"I've always liked doing that myself," Mark replied.
When they got back outside, the boys wandered into Battery Park and
looked around a while. Soon, they were both feeling hungry, so they each
got a couple of slices of pizza from a vendor, and sat down together on a
bench looking out into the harbor, and devoured their snack.
"Can we go see where the World Trade Center was?" Aaron asked, when they
were finished.
"Sure," Mark said. "We can walk there from here!"
"Really?" Aaron said. "Cool!"
The boys started walking northwest then. Shortly, they found themselves
at the observation deck built at the end of Fulton Street, where it met
what used to be the World Trade Center plaza. They climbed up onto the
observation deck and somberly looked down into the hole where the
buildings had stood.
"Creepy," Aaron said, shivering suddenly.
"You OK?" Mark asked.
"Yeah, just it's kinda freaky that so many people died here. Did you
watch it on TV? We were at school when it happened. We couldn't see the
buildings, but we could see all the smoke. Everyone was worried about
their parents. I was worried about Mom too. We got let out early. Gran
and I tried calling Mom's office, but couldn't get through. It was
almost 10:00 at night before she finally got home! She had to walk
downtown several blocks and over the Brooklyn bridge, then further still
till she could get a taxi. It was awful," Aaron said.
"We were sleeping yet when it started. Me and my friends never went to
school that day, we just watched it on TV. I was waiting for Dad to
call. He never did. I was getting really worried, but the next day we
finally got a call from a friend of his who had gotten out of the city.
He told us that Dad asked him to call and say he was OK, but couldn't
call himself. The guy told us Dad was one of the volunteers who went
down and tried to help find injured people," Mark said.
"I never knew that," Aaron said.
"That's because he hates to talk about it. He lost some friends who were
killed in it. And what he saw trying to help rescue peopel gave him
nightmares for weeks. So don't bring it up," Mark said.
"I won't mention it then," Aaron said. "Can we leave now?"
"Sure," Mark said. "C'mon. We gotta head back to Brooklyn anyway."
The boys walked uptown a little further, until Mark found a subway
station that they could get a train from that took them to a connecting
hub for a train back to Brooklyn.
Before they hopped the train back out of Manhattan, Aaron announced that
he had to pee. Mark grinned and told him he had to as well, so together
they found a rest room. It was an uneventful visit. 20 minutes later
they were on a train back to Brooklyn.
* * *
"Oh! Good! You're home!" Gran exclaimed, as they walked into the
house.
"Are you both OK?"
"We're fine!" Aaron said, smiling. "I got my boxers, and we had a LOT of
fun!"
Mark smiled and said, "Sorry we worried you Gran. I'm so used to being
in the city, I never gave it a thought to mention that's where we'd be.
In the future, I'll be more specific."
"Well, that's OK. Your father explained. I'm just glad everything went
well, and that you had fun," Gran said, smiling.
Aaron proceeded to tell his grandmother all about the boys' adventures
then, carefully omitting the episode in the men's room at the park.
When he'd finished, Mark said, "OK, let's go upstairs and see if those
boxers fit you or not."
Aaron grinned and followed Mark up to their bedroom.
When they got there, Aaron dumped the packages of new underwear out of
the bag they were in, onto the bed.
"I don't know which I want to wear!" he said, smiling.
"Why don't you try one of the solid color ones to see that they fit, then
put on a pair with Spongeman on them!" Mark suggested.
"OK," Aaron said, grinning.
He quickly ripped open a package of solid color boxers. He kicked off
his sneakers and pulled off his socks, then he unfastened his cargo
shorts and slid them down.
As Mark watched Aaron stripping, he began to feel his penis tingle, as he
anticipated seeing Aaron nude again.
Realizing Mark was watching him, Aaron blushed slightly. He didn't turn
away though. Smiling shyly, he slid his briefs down. As he stood up,
Mark had a good view of Aaron's genitals. It was actually the first time
Mark had seen Aaron's dick, that it was soft. It was the first time
Aaron clearly looked like he was uncut. Whenever Mark had seen him naked
before, he had had a hardon, and his foreskin was stretched out over his
shaft, so except for the lack of a ringmeat, he looked cut. Mark's penis
began to stretch as he gazed at Aaron's dick. Realizing that Mark was
checking him out, Aaron too felt his penis begin to expand. Embarrassed
to be getting hard in front of Mark for no apparent reason, Aaron quickly
snatched a pair of boxers from the bed and pulled them on.
"They fit great!" he exclaimed, happily, posing for Mark to see.
"Thought they would," Mark said. "Now check out the Sponge Bob ones!"
Blushing slightly again, Aaron pulled his boxers off and straightened up
again. His semi-hardon was obvious now, as the tip of the head of his
penis was peeking out of the foreskin of his now somewhat larger than
flacid penis. Mark's dick spasmed at the sight of this.
Aaron picked up the package of Sponge Bob underwear and tried in vain to
open it. He couldn't rip the plastic. As he struggled with it, he
couldn't help but notice that Mark was looking at his now rather quickly
expanding penis.
Embarrassed that he was getting a boner in front of Mark, without a
stimulus to cause it, Aaron looked at Mark and in a pleading tone asked,
"Can you help me open this?"
Mark looked up at Aaron's face and smiled. He realized the boy knew he
was looking at his genitals, and was embarrassed. Tinging pink himself,
he said "Sure. Give 'em here."
Aaron handed Mark the package of underwear. After a moment, Mark was
able to rip it open. He handed it back to Aaron. While Aaron pulled a
pair of underwear out, Mark quickly glanced down at his dick. It was
almost fully erect now. Not wanting to embarrass Aaron, Mark turned and
sat down at his computer and logged onto the internet, leaving Aaron to
try on the boxers more privately. Silently, Aaron thanked God that Mark
wasn't paying attention. He didn't want him to know he'd popped a
full-fledged boner for no reason other than Mark was looking at him when
he was naked.
"They fit great too!" Aaron exclaimed, facing away from Mark.
"Cool," Mark replied, as Aaron reached for his cargo shorts and quickly
donned them again.
"I'm gonna go see if I can help Gran get ready for supper," Aaron said.
"'K. I'll be down in a minute," Mark said.
"'K," Aaron said, and he headed back downstairs.
* * *
Aaron smiled as he walked into the kitchen and saw it empty, and the
bathroom door open as well. Quickly he dashed into the bathroom, closing
the door behind him. He reached inside the cabinet under the sink and
withdrew a jug of his mother's hand lotion. Next, Aaron unfastened the
button on the waist band of his cargo shorts, unzipped the fly and shoved
them and his new boxers down to the floor. As he straightened up, the
tip of his fully erect penis grazed the edge of the vanity top, springing
up to point straight at the faucet, and sending a shiver of pleasure
through Aaron's slight frame. Wanting to be completely unencumbered,
Aaron quickly pulled his T-shirt off over his head, and dropped it on the
toilet seat cover.
Aaron adjusted the little pedestal mirror that stood on the back corner
of the vanity top, so that he could see the reflection of his genitals in
it. Then, smiling, at his reflection in the mirror over the sink, Aaron
opened the jug of hand lotion and squirted a good amount into his right
hand.
Setting the jug aside, Aaron mushed the lotion around in his hand a
moment, letting it warm up. After a minute, he reached for his hard
penis and slathered the hand lotion all over it, letting out a slight
sigh, as his hand began to glide up and down, over his member.
As Aaron began sliding his hand up and down his slick cock, his thoughts
wandered back to the men's room in the park, and the humongous black
hardon sticking through the wall of the stall at him. Just the memory of
the huge black penis oozing a bit of precum excited him greatly. He
wished now that he'd at least wrapped his hand around it and given it a
few pulls. He realized though that there was no going back, so instead
he started sliding his hand up and down his own hardon more vigorously.
* * *
As Aaron stood before the sink in the bathroom masturbating, Mark logged
onto his e-mail account, and happily saw an e-mail from Jon. He clicked
on it and grinned when he saw a long message, which he immediately began
reading.
"Mark,
You won't believe what happened last night!
Remember in my last mail how I told you about what me and Han did
together, and then that we found that my door hadn't been closed tight
and I wondered if Lukey had been watching us? Well wait'll you hear!
Last night, I was gonna sit down and write you another e-mail, when Lukey
comes into my room. He shuts the door and sits down on my bed and looks
at me. "I know about you and Han!" he says. Well I almost go ape-shit!
I have no idea how much he knows. Cool like, I said "What'd'ya mean?"
"You know," Luke says. "No, I don't know!" I said. I'm praying it's not
about us having sex. "I saw you and Han having sex! I saw you sucking
each other off, and I saw him fuck you up the ass!" Luke said. I thought
I was gonna shit my pants! I was so scared! He didn't look happy. I
couldn't tell if he was mad at me or not! I was terrified he was gonna
tell our parents, or worse, beat me up or somethin. I couldn't answer.
I Just sat there feeling like I was gonna cry.
Finally, he says, "so are you gay?" Still I couldn't tell if he was
mad. I was so scared, I almost really did start to cry. Finally, I say
"Well, are you?" He gave me a funny look, but then he put his hand on my
shoulder and said, "It's OK if you are! But if you are, I want you to
tell me!" He was just lookin in my eyes all serious like. It don't take
a brain surgeon to figure out, I knew then, he must've seen me and Han.
I didn't know what to do! Then I remembered I'd seen him and Kenny in
the shower together before, so I figured maybe I could tell him that - if
I thought he was gonna rat on me! Luke's still lookin' at me all serious
like, so I finally shook my head yes. By then, I was really crying.
The best thing happened then. Lukey looks at me and says, "It's OK. I
still love you!" He pulled me up to him then, and held me, while I got
myself together. Holy shit! I'd admitted to my bro I'm gay and he still
loves me! And he was holdin me too - and it felt great! Finally, I pull
back and say, "You don't care?" He smiles and says, "not if you don't
care that I am too!" I almost shit!!! Mark! Lukey admitted to me he's
gay too!!! I couldn't believe he told me!
It got really great then! We started talking and he told me about him
and Kenny, and I told him about me and Han. We had the best talk. But
MARK! Next thing I know, I see him lookin down at my crotch. I'm all
boned of course! He was checking me out! So, I glance at his crotch,
and he was all boned up too!!! All of a sudden he says "so... I see
we're both horny, and no one else is around to help us out!" I couldn't
believe he said that! I looked up at his face, and he's all red in the
face, but he's looking right at me, giving me the same look you used to
when you were boned and wanted sex! We just looked at each other for a
minute. Neither one of us spoke. I could tell he wanted to have sex,
but he never said anything. Just kept looking at me, breathing real deep
like. All of a sudden I realized he was waiting for me to say something
or give him a sign it was OK.
I was a little uncertain about what to do, and could feel my face
starting to burn. Finally, I said "we could always take care of each
other I guess. If you want to." He smiled at me then, and said "I was
hoping you'd say something like that!" Then I couldn't believe it! He
reaches over and gives my crotch a squeeze! When he felt my boner, he
smiled. So I squeezed his too! He really liked it. I could tell cause
he was grinning so much.
Anyway, one thing leads to another, and we both end up getting naked.
Before I even have my shirt off - my pants are off already - Lukey's on
his knees sucking my dick!!!! Well... as much of it as he could take!
LOL Mark! It was incredible. He made me lay down with my butt on the
edge of the bed, and my legs spread apart. He's between them, sucking
away on me! It was just like you and me used to do to each other! Only
took about a minute before I blew my load. He let me cum in his mouth
too, and swallowed it! It was GREAT! After that, I sucked him off! Man
can he shoot a lot of cum! It was GREAT! We got dressed then and he
went back to his room, but he asked me if I wanted to do it again, and I
told him I did, that we could do it all the time, whenever he wanted
too. He was grinning and told me that we could do it all the time if I
wanted. And maybe we could try other things too! I think he wants to
try fucking!!! I hope he does! God! I can't wait till we get together
again. Bet we do in a little while as soon as he wakes up!
OK, I g2g,
ttys,
Jon"
"Holy Shit!" Mark thought to himself, as he finished reading Jon's
e-mail.
Mark's dick was stiff as a board, and bent in half, trying to burst
through his jeans by then. He so wished he could jack off, but Aaron
might walk in on him. Standing up, he reached down inside his pants and
adjusted his dick, so it wasn't bent in half.
"Oh fuck!" he groaned, as his body trembled when his hand touched his
engorged penis. He HAD to jack off, and right away!
Mark listened for a moment to make sure no one was coming up the stairs.
Hearing nothing, he ripped his jeans and boxers down, grabbed a handfull
of tissues, then wrapped his hand around his dick and quickly began
beating off.
* * *
Down in the bathroom, Aaron was just reaching his climax, as Mark was
starting to masturbate. Aaron's hand was sliding up and down his slick
shaft as fast as it could go. Aaron was standing on his tip toes.
Suddenly, his body began to tense up, and he held his breath. Then with
a gasp, he fired a big glob of cum into the sink. Aaron breathed out,
and back in and held his breath again, as his body spasmed a second time,
as with a groan, he ejaculated into the sink again.
Aaron continued pumping his dick, until he'd spasmed a few more times,
and his orgasm had finally ended. Feeling much more relaxed, and smiling
to himself, Aaron used some toilet paper to clean his dick off with.
Then he pulled up his boxers and shorts, and washed his hands.
When he was finished cleaning up, Aaron flushed the toilet, left the
bathroom, and headed back upstairs.
* * *
About a minute and a half after Mark started masturbating, he heard the
toilet flushing downstairs. He was standing in the middle of the bedroom
floor, holding his wad of tissues in front of the tip of his penis with
his left hand, as his right hand pistoned up and down his shaft. He
could feel his orgasm approaching quickly.
As Mark's body tensed up just as he reached his climax, he heard the
bathroom door open down in the kitchen.
"MMmmmmmm!!!" Mark groaned, as his body convulsed, and he spewed a load
of cum into the wad of Kleenexes in his hand.
"Fuck!" he cried softly with alarm, as he heard footsteps starting to
come up the stairs.
"I never shut the door all the way!" he thought, with alarm.
Before he could do anything else though, his body was swept with another
spasm of his orgasm. Not knowing what to do, Mark just began beating off
even faster then. As the footsteps approached the second floor, he shot
a couple more loads of cum into his Kleenex. As he heard the footsteps
start up the stairs to the third floor, he spasmed yet again. Still he
continued pumping his dick. He blew one more load, into his kleenex,
then, not waiting for his orgasm to completely end, he tossed the
semen-saturated wad of Kleenex at the trash can, whipped his boxers and
jeans up and fastened them.
Just as the door pushed open, and Aaron walked in, Mark flopped down in
the chair in front of his computer. As he did so, his body shuddered one
last time, and he expelled more semen into his boxers.
"You OK?" Aaron asked, looking at Mark, and noticing he was flushed and
breathing heavily.
"Uh yeah," Mark replied, feeling the last bit of his jism oozing out his
piss slit, into his shorts. "Just answering an e-mail."
"Oh, who wrote?" Aaron asked, nosily peering over Mark's shoulder at the
screen.
"Hey!" Mark cried, snapping the lid of his laptop down, and praying Aaron
hadn't been able to read anything before he did. "It's private!"
"Sorry!" Aaron said, turning away, but wondering what the e-mail was
about. All he'd been able to read were the words 'sucking my dick!!!!',
which his eyes had somehow focused on in the middle of the paragraph he
looked at.
Aaron glanced back at Mark wonderingly. As he did, his gaze fell upon
Mark's sperm-coated tissues that were laying on top of a heap of garbage
in the waste basket, and suddenly he realized why Mark was flushed and
breathing heavily. He'd walked in on Mark just as he finished jerking
off! Feeling a little sorry for Mark, but smirking to himself just the
same, Aaron picked up his Gameboy and turned around and headed for the
door.
"I'll let you have some privacy so you can finish your e-mail," he said,
smiling at Mark.
Mark looked at him quizically, wondering why he was smiling at him like
he was. He wondered if maybe Aaron had seen part of the e-mail
afterall.
Aaron just kept smiling and walked out the door and down the stairs.
After he was gone, Mark groaned when he looked down and saw his
cum-covered wad of Kleenex sitting in plain view on top of the heap of
trash in the trash can. Obviously Aaron had seen it and realized he'd
just masturbated, and that was what he'd been smirking about as he left.
"Little asshole," Mark grumbled to himself, smiling ruefully.
Mark wrote Jon a long reply, enthusiastically encouraging his friend to
continue his new-found relationships with his older brother and new
boyfriend, and to of course report back to him about EVERYTHING that
occurred. He also told Jon about his day with Aaron, including how
they'd checked out each other's boners before they got dressed that
morning. He was sure Jon would appreciate that!
* * *
That evening after supper, Mark and Aaron went skateboarding together in
the park across the street for a while.
After that, they watched a movie on TV with their parents and Gran.
At 11:00, Aaron said goodnight to everyone, used the bathroom and headed
up to the boys' bedroom.
A half hour later, after the news ended, Mark excused himself, used the
bathroom, then calling good-night, he too ascended the stairs to go to
bed.
When Mark got to their room, Aaron was in bed. Mark thought he looked
like he was sleeping.
"Hey!" Mark whispered. "You awake?"
Aaron was indeed awake, and although he'd promised Mark to never lie
about being asleep, he couldn't help but wonder if maybe Mark was
planning on jerking off again. Hoping that was the case, Aaron remained
silent and let Mark believe he was asleep, so he could watch him.
Mark smiled to himself. Then, as Aaron surreptitiously watched him, he
very quietly he sat down at his computer and turned it on. He was
surprised that Jon wasn't logged onto AIM, but when he opened his e-mail
account, he was pleased to see there was another e-mail from Jon.
Eagerly, Mark opened the e-mail and read it. The whole time he grinned
to himself, as Jon told him what had happened between, him, Lukey and Han
that afternoon. By the time Mark had finished reading the e-mail, his
hand was working away, massaging his rock hard cock through his jeans,
and again, he desperately needed to jack off.
Mark Looked over carefully at Aaron for signs that he might not be
sleeping soundly. In the darkness he didn't see Aaron's eyes, which had
been watching him intently, shut quickly.
Smiling to himself, Mark stood up. He took off his T-shirt, then opened
his jeans and pulled them off too.
In bed, Aaron's eyes were open part way again, and his dick flexed when
he saw the tent in the front of Mark's boxers.
Mark tossed his jeans in a heap on the floor, then stuck his thumbs in
the waist band of his boxers and stripped them off too.
Aaron's dick flexed again as he saw Mark's hard penis sticking out in
front of him.
"Damn! I just want to get up and go grab him!" Aaron thought to himself.
Mark set his boxers down on the desk, then went over to his night stand
and pulled the jug of hand lotion out of the drawer. He went and sat
back down in front of the computer then.
While Mark's attention was diverted, as he was getting his lotion, Aaron
surreptitiously slid his hand down his body, and inside his boxers, which
he'd decided to wear to bed instead of his old pajama bottoms. He let
his breath out quietly as he grasped his hardon.
"I wish I had a glob of that lotion," he thought to himself, as he
watched Mark pour some into his hand.
A moment later, Mark wrapped his hand around his stiff rod and greased it
up with the lotion in his hand, then he settled back to re-read Jon's
e-mail, leisurely masturbating.
Unbeknownst to Mark, Aaron's hand had started to move up and down his own
rod, at the same pace Mark's hand was moving on his.
Slowly, both boys began pleasuring themselves...
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