Date: Fri, 16 May 2003 03:17:39 +0000
From: The Nar <the_nar525@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aaron and Cory - Part 2

Disclaimers:

This is a work of fiction.  The characters and events are products of the
author's imagination.

All standard disclaimers apply.  If it is illegal for you to read this,
don't.  If you are too young to read this, don't.  Otherwise, enjoy.

I apologize for the formatting problems on the first installment of this
story.  I hope I have corrected that for this chapter.  As always, please
feel free to send comments and feedback.  All is appreciated.

The Nar
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	It was the pitter-patter of rain on the windowsill that woke him.
He took a moment to listen for the thunder, but it never came.  He breathed
a slight sigh of relief.  He lay in bed gathering his thoughts.  The
familiar sights of Cory's basement greeted his still tired eyes.  He didn't
want to move, but he had to.  He had to pee really bad.

	Aaron could hear Cory behind him, snoring quietly.  Aaron tried to
slip quietly from the bed so as not to wake his friend, but he had a
difficult time doing so.  He seemed to be tangled in something.  That
something, he realized, was Cory.

	In an instant the night before came flooding back.  Aaron
remembered the porno, the thunder, the ecstasy.  As he lay there
remembering, Aaron felt Cory's hand, still draped over him from the night
before, begin to lazily move across his left nipple.  He already had
morning wood, and Cory's fingers weren't helping.

	Disentangling their legs and gently moving the hand of the still
sleeping Cory, Aaron slinked out of bed and went quietly up the stairs to
the bathroom.  He didn't bother putting on his shorts.  His watch told him
it was far too early for anyone else to be up.  Besides, he knew he would
only be a minute anyway.

	Aaron's naked form crept silently through the kitchen and into the
bathroom.  Standing in front of the toilet he let his golden stream flow.
The relief on his bladder was instantaneous.  He sighed loudly.  He let his
piss playfully meander around the bowl, and watched it paint the interior
of the porcelain.  As he finished, he shook himself off and stood in front
of the mirror.

	He liked what he saw.  Aaron knew he was a good-looking boy.  His
friends at school would often tease him because girls giggled about him
behind his back.  He could go almost no place without feeling the lingering
gaze of passers by.  Girls, boys, women, men.  All kinds were drawn to him.
He often smiled back, just trying to be friendly.  He sometimes got a
smile, or a wink in return.  Aaron now wondered if those people had wanted
to do with him what he and Cory had done the night before.  He resolved to
think about that more a bit later.  Looking more closely in the mirror, he
saw crease marks from the sheets along his sides, his hair a bit rumpled
from sleep.  It reminded him that was exactly what he wanted to do for the
next few hours.

	Slipping down the stairs and quietly back into bed, Aaron couldn't
help but think back to what had happened the night before.  He had never
done that with anyone before, but he knew he really liked it.  He also knew
he'd like to do it again, but wasn't sure Cory would feel the same.
Turning his head to the side, he took a long look at his best friend.

	Cory had rolled onto his back while Aaron was upstairs relieving
himself.  Aaron could see Cory's boner tenting the sheet on top of him.
Aaron surprised himself with his next thought.  He wanted to see Cory's
penis.  What's more, he wanted to touch Cory's penis.  Now, Aaron had seen
his friend's dick countless times but something had changed last nite.
Something inside Aaron had been awakened; something primal.  He didn't yet
know what it was or what it meant, but he knew it had taken control of him.
A door inside his mind had been opened and raw emotion and desire had been
released.  While Aaron was no stranger to the pleasures that could come
from his body, he never dreamed they could reach the heights, and depths,
of the night before.  Aaron was now sexually aware for the first time in
his life.

	He stared closely at Cory.  Cory's dark hair contrasted sharply
with the pale blue sheets of the bed.  His mouth was open slightly as he
snored peacefully in his sleep, a small bit of spit in the corner of his
mouth moving slightly as he breathed.
  Aaron admired the gentle curve of his friend's jaw and the soft shape of
his underarm.  Aaron shifted his gaze lower and looked at Cory's nickel
sized nipples.  He watched them rise and fall in a smooth, slow rhythm.
Just beneath them, Aaron could see the gentle strength of Cory's sinewy
muscles.  Aaron realized there was little he didn't admire about his
friend.

	Without thinking, Aaron reached out a hand and started tracing
random patterns on Cory's chest, just feeling the smoothness of his skin.
His touch was soft, barely making contact.  His fingers tingled as he
gently crested his friend's nipples, first one, and then the other.  Aaron
ran his finger down to Cory's belly button, where he lingered in its
shallow depths for only moments before journeying back to the graceful
curve of his cheek.

	Cory's eyes snapped open as Aaron was caressing his face.  It took
a few seconds for him to realize what was going on.  In all honesty he
really didn't care.
  Whatever it was, he didn't want it to end.  He slowly turned his head to
look at Aaron.  They lay silent for what seemed like an eternity, each
staring into the eyes of the other.

	"Hi," said Cory almost as quietly as he could.

	"Hi," answered back Aaron.

	Nothing more needed to be said.  Without words each slid across the
bed so they were nose to nose.  Cory could feel Aaron's hot breath on his
face.  It sent off fireworks in his mind.  He felt as if all possible
control had left him, and he was a slave to his carnal desires.  A passion
burned within him.  He needed to feel his friend.  He needed to hold his
friend.  Nothing would be complete until he had.  He slowly ran his fingers
through Aaron's baby fine hair.  Reaching the back of his head, he began to
sensuously caress the top of his left ear.  Aaron closed his eyes and
purred with satisfaction.  Cory began tracing lines up and down Aaron's
side, from the crest of his shoulder blade down to the beginnings of his
ass.  Being a little ticklish, Aaron flinched, bringing their two erect
penises into contact.

	Neither boy moved.  Both stared wide-eyed at the other, not
breathing, not blinking.  Aaron moved again, this time on purpose, bringing
their loins together in a gentle yet deliberate way.  Both knew what they
wanted.  Both knew what they needed.  Cory leaned forward and placed his
lips on Aaron's.  He withdrew enough so he could gage his reaction.  Aaron
didn't move.  His breathing had all but stopped.  Summoning courage from
unknown places within him, Cory leaned in and again kissed the boy beside
him, this time lingering for a moment.  Aaron again stared at him, but it
was he that moved first this time.  He moved forward, planting his mouth
over Cory's.  Aaron's tongue probed Cory's lips begging permission to
enter.  Cory opened his mouth and the kiss became passionate.

	This was the first time either had kissed or been kissed like this,
so it was a bit awkward at first.  But instinct being what it was, they
both improved with amazing speed.  As their mouths did battle, their hands
roamed freely across each other's bodies.  Cory, still fascinated with his
friend's nipples, left one hand on Aaron's chest, while his other still
combed through his hair.  Aaron wrapped his arms around Cory's body and
caressed the soft skin of his back.

	Both boys kissed with earnest desire and need.  While they were
aggressive in their kissing, it was still tender.  There was a warmth
shared between them.
  Neither was in any hurry and each wanted the moment to last.  As they
broke their kiss, Cory lay on top of Aaron.  He stared at his friend,
getting lost in the stormy grayness of his eyes.  Hundreds of thoughts
swirled through his mind.  He wanted to ask so many questions, say so many
things.  But looking down at Aaron, Cory saw something in him.  He saw
understanding, compassion and desire.  Through their eye contact Aaron and
Cory shared innumerable thoughts and each was put at ease.  Cory knew that
there would be plenty of time for talking about this.  Right now, however,
was for other things.

	Giving Aaron a quick peck on the lips, Cory slid down so that his
head was next to his friend's penis.  He studied it for a moment,
imprinting it on his memory.  He reached out and ran a finger along its
underside.  Aaron moaned in pleasure.
  Cory slowly explored his friend's loose ball-sack and gently caressed the
hairless base of his penis.  He encircled the head of Aaron's penis with
his thumb and forefinger and slowly began to move his hand up and down.
Aaron was uncircumcised, which Cory liked.  He too was intact and he had
never seen anyone else that way.  He rolled the foreskin up and down,
causing his friend to squirm with delight.

	Knowing what he enjoyed doing to himself, Cory quickened his pace.
He now used his whole fist to help bring his friend to climax.  With his
other free hand Cory rubbed Aaron's nipples making each one hard and
pointy.  The increased stimulation made Aaron buck his hips and hump into
his friend's hand.  He needed to climax.  Cory sensed this and was happy to
oblige.  He quickened his pace even more and just as he felt Aaron was
about to orgasm, he quickly moved his head to Aaron's and kissed him
passionately.  That was more than Aaron could handle.  He thrust his hips
into Cory's hand and arched his back as his penis spasmed in ecstasy.  His
orgasm was a dry one, yet that did nothing to lower his enjoyment of it.

	After what seemed like hours, Aaron fell back onto the bed,
breathing heavily.  Sleep threatened to overtake him, but he felt Cory's
fingers on him and he wanted to savor this moment of afterglow.  Moving his
own hands to make contact with his friend, Aaron opened his eyes as he
rubbed Cory's side.

	"You like?" Cory asked.

	"I like," Aaron purred.  Regaining his composure, Aaron sat up and
pushed Cory to the bed.  "Your turn", he said.  A momentary look of concern
passed over Cory's face.

	"You don't have to," said Cory.

	"I know."  Aaron slid down the bed much as Cory had.  But he didn't
go straight for his penis.  He slowly ran his fingers up and down the
insides of his friend's legs.  He tickled Cory's tummy a bit, eliciting a
playful laugh.  Aaron was enjoying this, and he wanted to make sure Cory
was too.  Zeroing in on his target, Aaron saw that Cory was hard, almost
painfully so.  His erection almost seemed to bounce with his quickened
heartbeat.  Aaron gently rolled Cory's balls around in his hairless sack.
He liked how they felt as they moved around, and judging by his moans and
gyrations, so did Cory.

	Aaron grasped Cory's penis firmly and slowly slid his hand along
its length.  He marveled at its length.  Cory was definitely bigger than
any of his other friends and Aaron liked his large, new plaything.  Knowing
Cory needed to cum, Aaron sped up, intensifying the pleasure flowing
through the boy beneath him.  His hand was a blur, racing up and down
Cory's shaft.  Cory whimpered and bucked until finally he exploded in
orgasm.  His too was dry but equally as impressive as Aaron's.  His body
shook as his penis twitched in Aaron's hand.  Gasping for air, Cory came
down from his excitement.  As his mind came back into focus he could feel
Aaron crawling up to his side and pulling him close.

	Cory opened his eyes and smiled at his friend.  Hugging him tightly
Cory said "Thanks."

	"No," said Aaron.  "Thank you."  With that he leaned forward and
tenderly kissed Cory, first on the forehead, then on the lips.  Their
tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths for a few moments before
they settled back and cuddled in the still early morning light.  After some
time Cory stood up and pulled on his shorts.

	"I'm cookin' breakfast," said Cory.

	"So does that mean we're having Cheerio's?" taunted Aaron.

	"Jerk!"  Cory threw a pillow at Aaron and then ran up the stairs,
giggling.  Aaron jumped out of bed, pulled on his own shorts and ran after
him.  As much as things had changed between them, so much more had stayed
the same.

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Well, that's the end of part two.  I apologize for the length of time it's
taken for me to continue this story.  But I am now on summer vacation and
should be able to start posting pretty regularly.  I expect this story to
have a few more chapters, but it will come to a close at some point.  I
just don't know when yet.

Please feel free to comment on what I've written so far.  I'll respond as
best I can.  Enjoy!

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