Date: Tue, 13 May 2003 01:53:28 -0400 (EDT)
From: Zane <zanehuntergreen@excite.com>
Subject: Taking Turns

Taking Turns
By Zane Hunter Green

This gay erotica short story was written for adults who like that type of
material. It is a fictional story, so it doesn't use safe-sex, or
characters based on any actual people. Its copyright belongs to the
author. I have been inspired by the stories written by Ganymede, and
Teglin. I have also been inspired by Nifty as well for its dedication to
experimental writing, and to helping writers share alternative works. I
also give homage to several authors who have been here and left for higher
places, leaving behind part of their voice. This is a light story. It's
just meant to be a quick read, so perhaps it's not the place to put a heavy
message, but then again perhaps it balances things out.



It was another Friday night, the bar was packed. My friend, Edward,
finished topping off his bottle of Corona...

 "My turn, for the next round."  I told him.

As if on cue the barmaid made her way through the crowd and came over to
our table. "You know boys, those girls by the window are interested in
you," she informed us as she took my order.

Not appreciating the unwelcome matchmaking I told her "Tell them we're
engaged."

"Darling, it was supposed to be a secret" Edward looked at me miffed.
"We're engaged to each other!" he admitted, and then looked at me with his
cocky grin, while I kicked him under the table.

After she got our drinks I could vaguely heard her telling the girls that
old clique about the best ones being gay or engaged.  Just then the game
went into a timeout, and the sponsors got their commercial airtime. A
roomful of beautiful young boys appeared on the wall to wall screen selling
some kind of pizza. We both ignored the blond girl model wearing a low-cut
dress, and heels that were taller than the boys as she impatiently stood at
the door holding a large pizza box, waiting for the boys to pay her. We
kept gazing at the boys with more interest than we had watched our team
score a tie, a few minutes earlier.

Finally the game resumed and we had a few more beers. When we got up to
leave the barmaid told us "congratulations, when's the big event?"

"It was fifteen years ago." I muttered.

"Sure..." she said.

Edward knew exactly what I meant. We both loved boys. If one of us was
fifteen years younger, we would have been perfect for each other. We used
to get off looking at pictures of each other as young boys. He was my type,
blond haired, blue eyed, and he confessed that my dark brown hair and green
eyes were perfect for him. Unfortunately for us, we were both men now, and
the boy within, long gone.

We knew that neither of us was ever going to have a boy to love the way we
often talked about when we opened up to each other about our attraction to
young males. It was not only against the law, but the type of boys we
dreamed about sexually didn't really exist. They were fantasy creatures
wrapped in boy's bodies. We both agreed that real boys were there to be
looked at, guided, but never touched. Who really knew what was going on
inside their wonderful minds?

Just as we were leaving a man came up to us. "I've been watching you two
all night."

"We're not interested in a three-some." Edward said, thinking this was a
pickup of another sort.

"I know, I know, and I have a gift for you."  He handed me his business
card. It had the blue triangle that grew smaller or larger depending on
your perspective. "I'm a scientist and a bit of an inventor.  I have
created something very special for people like us. It's a time warp
element, and quite safe. You wear it around your neck, and it makes you
pre-adolescent, when you take it off you become your normal chronological
age with your normal features."

"Right" I said and it will cost us how many dollars? It won't work for a
week or so, and then when we try it and of course it doesn't do anything
but leave a green ring around the neck and you'll be long gone."

"I want to give it to you for free. Call it my way to give something back
to those of us who carry a heavy burden. There is a catch however; you must
swear that you'll only use it in private. If you break the promise it will
never work for you again."

"So how can it tell if there are other people around, is it intelligent
like some mythical object in D and D?"

"It can sense more than one person's heat, and it only works when you place
it around your neck." He told us.

The man was insane, but the object he put in my hand was beautiful. It
looked like ultramarine-blue gold with tiny pale blue gems like diamonds or
sapphires with a reddish glow. I went to hand it back to him but he had
disappeared as I was examining the unusual necklace.

"Come on!" urged Edward. "Let's go to my place." I knew he wanted to try it
out."

He had a flat that was only a few blocks away from the sports bar, (a place
which wasn't our usual hangout.) We had only been there once before, but we
both had a busy week, and it had been convenient when we decided to get
together for a beer or two. Now it seemed like we were fated to be there.

 Ed didn't have a roommate so when he unlocked the door his apartment was
empty. I always saw my friend as just that, a friend, never a potential
lover, so I was surprised when I got that butterfly buzz you get when
you're going to have sex with someone new. My penis danced up, pressing
against my briefs in anticipation, yet when I looked at Edward closely it
seemed uncertain, and softened a bit as if it had a mind of its own, which
often it does.

"So who's going first?" He said.

"Your turn I told him graciously."

"You paid for the last round so I guess it's my turn. I didn't see the
logic in that, but as the end to the evening was illogical I agreed.

"Do I get undressed?" he asked. "You know before I put on the neck thing?"

I could see that he was very excited, his cock made a nice impression
against his jeans; I wondered how big he was. I had to know for two
reasons. The first was to see if it really was going to shrink, and the
second was if I became a boy, what was going to be pushed into my rear. The
idea of his penis penetrating my bum was a heady madness, and I couldn't
wait until it was my turn. I could understand his excitement to be my young
bottom, and why we moved so fast.

"Take off your pants." I told him, aware of his impatience.

"My shirt too?"

"Yeah"

I sat on the bed and watched him unsnap the brass button, and pull down his
zipper. He wore boxers, they had hearts on them, I stifled my laugh. Before
he removed his underwear, giving me a view of his merchandise, he pulled
the shirt over his head. He had well developed pecks, and just the hint of
hair on his chest. He was a very good looking man. Slowly he teased me as
he removed the boxers. I had to gulp, he was big, I would say about eight
and a half inches of meat and his foreskin was still there.

"Come here" I commanded him. He came over to me; I could smell his
aftershave, and the musk of another man. I had no desire to keep him this
way. I had nothing to be ashamed of but compared to him I was small.  I
quickly got behind him and let the necklace drop around his chest. From the
rear I could see that his ass was a man's ass, hard and flat. I clasped the
necklace, and it looked like one of those computer graphics where things
morph into something new.

What happened next was unbelievable!  He had been over six feet tall, an
inch or so taller than me. Now I had to look down at him. His hair was many
shades lighter, and silky, his eyes were huge as he turned around to look
up at me. His lips were pink, and so kissable, and he was as horny as could
be. His pecker was no longer a cock, now it was a duckling, and it was
standing at attention. He was also breathtakingly beautiful. His pictures
didn't do justice to the gorgeous boy he became.

Sadly, he once told me of a lonely boyhood, with indifferent parents that
saw him as a burden. I couldn't believe that they didn't adore him.. I just
wanted to hug him, and tell him how much I loved him, but he wanted a
physical demonstration of my desires. He started to tug at my pants. As
soon as I took them off he started to play with my prick. He knew what he
was doing as he teased my sensitive head, and stroked my balls. He was
driving me crazy!

"Come on, I need it!" he told me.

I lifted him up in my arms, and took him into his bed, a nude little boy
wearing nothing but the charm around his smooth neck. His Adam's apple was
hardly there, but what he lacked in size he made up in energy. He felt like
hot silk in my arms. I didn't know where to begin so, I kissed his lips,
his belly, his delightful boy sized prick, and then went to serious work on
it, running my tongue up and down, and carefully mouthing the enticing
morsel. He must have cum a few times although there wasn't anything to
speak of.

"I want you in me." He told me.

I was as hard as a steel pike, and I was ready to plow into his summer
field. He wanted it, his sweet ass, now smooth and soft, was bucking in my
face.

"Okay, Okay, hold your horses." I said as I wanted to take a moment to
lubricate him, I had no desire to hurt him.

"Hold my ass, you mean." He retorted.

I ended up using spit as lubrication, and gently fingered him, poking one
finger in, but he wanted more than that. His small hand grabbed my cock,
and moved it towards the tiny pink target.

I slid in and he shouted out his delight. "More, more, harder, faster." was
his mantra.

I fucked him until I came, and then before I could slide out he made me
come again and again until we both lost count.

I was happily exhausted and I still hadn't had my chance to be a boy. It
would wait for the morning, as we were both half asleep from the best sex
we ever had.

 I woke up the next morning; Edward's side of the bed was empty. I got
dressed as if I was in a marathon. Just as I was putting on my shoes, the
door opened and he came in sheepishly, looking like his old self, once
again a man.  He confessed that he was so excited to be a boy again that he
decided to go to the skate park and have some fun. He forgot the warning
that as soon as he was around more than one person the necklace would
disappear. I was furious. Then I remembered that he had just acting like a
boy, his only desire to have some fun.

So in the end, I never got my turn to be a boy again...

THE END