Date: Fri, 23 Sep 2011 13:07:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: After the Kiss - 4

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and as such is a product of my
imagination, not real life. It will include descriptions of sexual
situations between young friends, but no real boy's were involved.

If material of this kind offends you or you are not age eighteen or older,
then please stop reading Nifty and find some other site. All others please
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After the Kiss

Chapter 4

The sky grew darker with each passing minute. Hunter looked up just as the
rain started to fall. He had been standing in line with a dozen or so other
kids waiting for the pool to open.

"Maybe it'll just blow over," he said to the kid next to him.

"I don't think so." The kid frowned when the rain started to come down
harder.

A couple of girls squealed and put their swim towels over their heads.

There was a clunk, the lock was thrown back, and the pool door slowly
rolled up. The kids pushed forward to get inside.

"Sorry, we're going to be closed all morning," Ana announced from behind
the ticket counter.

A groan of disappointment filled the room.

"So what are we supposed to do?" a kid whined.

Ana shrugged, "I don't know. Anybody need to call home?"

A few hands went up; Ana pointed to the staff phone hanging on the wall. A
few kids got in line while others dug out their cell phones.

Hunter leaned against the railing that separated the girl's side of the
entrance from the boy's and stared out at the downpour. There was a crack
of thunder and a streak of lightning. It was starting to get ugly out
there.

"Crap!" Devon muttered as he came around the corner of the building and
hurried inside. Hunter smiled when Devon leaned over and shook his hair
like a drenched puppy. Water flew everywhere. The boy's jeans were totally
soaked and his T-Shirt clung to his chest.

"Well, you were planning on getting wet today anyway, right?" Hunter
teased.

Devon looked up, "Yeah, but not with my clothes on." He frowned.

Hunter pulled his towel out from his pack. It was still reasonably
dry. "Here. Seems like we're always giving each other towels," and gently
tossed it to Devon.

"Thanks. I guess I should have told my mom to wait until they opened
up. She's already on her way to work."

"Need a ride home? Maybe Jordan would take you."

"Yeah, a ride would be great. Will you ask him for me?"

"What's it worth to you?" Hunter asked with a grin, always the eager
banker.

Devon reached into his pocket and pulled out a measly three quarters.

* * * *

Hunter gave his brother a curious look as he and Devon crawled into the
back seat of Jordan's truck. It was a crew cab, so there was plenty of
room. Jordan and Ana settled into the front and reached for their
seatbelts.

While they had waited for the rain to stop, Jordan had tossed Devon's
clothes in the dryer the staff used for towels. Devon had sat cross-legged
on the cot in the first aid room in his boxers playing a card game with
Hunter. Jordan had made Devon call his mother to make sure it was all right
for him to be home alone before he'd agreed to give him a ride.

"Mom said it was okay," Devon had reported. "And besides, our neighbor lady
checks on me when mom isn't home."

Pulling his door shut, Jordan glanced into the back of the truck to see how
the boys were doing with their belts. Hunter eyed Ana, and then gave his
brother a look that basically asked, "What's up with that?"

Jordan winked.

Hunter knew that after Brianna and his brother had broken up, Jordan had
found he had quite a few girls to choose from. But he didn't know that one
of them was Ana.

By now, the rain was easing and the sky was getting a touch lighter.

"Could we stop at the mall?" Ana asked as Jordan put the key in the
ignition and started the engine.

Jordan glanced back at Hunter who shrugged and then nodded, `yes.'

"Sure, why not?" Jordan said to Ana.

Hunter smiled.

* * * *


"Jordan?" Hunter was now looking out the window as they neared the
mall. "The mall won't be open for a little while, "can we stop at Micky D's
and get something to eat?"

Hunter felt Devon shift in his seat. Hunter had forgotten his friend only
had seventy-five cents in his pocket.

"Since you're bringing in the big bucks, you can buy."

Jordan laughed, "Didn't you just eat an hour ago?"

"Yeah, so?"

Ana looked back at Hunter, "Tell him you're just a growing boy," she
chuckled, coming to Hunter's defense.

Hunter smiled.

"Okay," Jordan sighed, realizing he'd already lost the argument.

* * * *

The rain had stopped by the time the mall opened, but the sky was still
threatening.

"How much time do you need? An hour?" Jordan asked Ana as the four of them
headed toward the main row of stores.

"How about two?" she grinned.

Jordan looked back at the boys.

"Come on, Devon," Hunter said with a touch of attitude, "looks like my
brother wants us to get lost for awhile."

* * * *

Hunter didn't really know what they would do for two whole hours, but he
wasn't entirely unhappy he could spend some time with Devon.

"So, Ana's your brother's girlfriend?" Devon asked as they made their way
past Old Navy.

"I don't know, maybe, but he never told me about her."

"Oh," Devon shrugged, "well, she's cute I guess," Devon didn't sound
entirely convinced.

"You think so?"

"Well, I mean, if you like girls like that." Devon's voice had gotten
softer and even more tentative.

Hunter glanced over. He thought he saw something in Devon's eyes. Hunter
felt his heart beat a little faster. "I wonder if he's trying to say
something?"

The boys walked a little further along, neither speaking.

Hunter decided he'd take a chance.

"Yeah, she's nice and all," Hunter offered. He said it slowly and softly,
choosing his words carefully. "If you like girls..." Hunter paused ever so
briefly, "like that."

Devon gave Hunter a quick look; something seemed to pass between them.

The boy's eyes locked. It was if they were both asking themselves the same
question.

They stopped in front of a computer games store and looked through the
window. Hunter glanced at Devon and then back into the store.

Neither boy spoke for almost a minute, and then Devon finally said, "I knew
this boy, at my old school in Iowa," his voice soft and halting. "Well, he
kinda didn't like girls much at all."

"Huh?" Hunter's voice cracked. "Damn puberty" he thought. He was careful
not to look at Devon.

"I mean, it wasn't like in fourth grade when nobody likes girls," Devon
went on to explain.

"Like what then?"

"Well, that boy, the one in Iowa? He sorta just liked other boys." Devon's
voice fell away at the end.

Hunter turned his head. Devon was staring at him, neither moved. They both
seemed apprehensive and uncertain.

"Um, I kinda know a boy like that too," Hunter whispered, he felt his face
get warm and his stomach grow tight.

"You do?" Devon's eyes seemed almost pleading.

Hunter didn't know if he could bring himself to say more. His legs felt
weak, and he worried he was about to be sick again. His mind was racing
through all the possibilities. What if he was guessing wrong?

"Yeah, but that boy, well, he was kind of afraid to let people know."
Hunter said softly.

"Know what?" Devon whispered. It was his turn to blush.

"That he was like, you know, like THAT," Hunter whispered.

Hunter looked deeply into Devon's eyes.

"If a friend of mine told me he was like that, I'd promise to never tell."
Devon whispered.

Hunter's heart was thumping wildly and he felt his dick stir in his
underpants. The front of his jeans started to feel a little uncomfortable,
tighter and more confining.

The boys looked at one another a few seconds longer but then Hunter
couldn't take it anymore. He took a step back and looked away. "Want to go
inside?"

Devon sucked in a breath. "Yeah, uh, sure."

* * * *

Two hours later Hunter found himself perched uncomfortably close to Devon
in the back seat of Jordan's truck. It wasn't that much different than when
they had first driven to the mall, but after the conversation by the games
store, every one of Hunter's senses seemed to be working overtime. He felt
Devon's leg lightly resting against his. He heard every sniff and every
breath the boy took. He found himself listening for the tiniest sound. To
make matters worse, Hunter's dick was throbbing; it was so fucking hard it
hurt. He couldn't remember ever being this horny.

Devon tossed Hunter a glance once in awhile, and Hunter noted that he too
looked fidgety. Hunter saw one of Devon's hands resting in his lap as if he
was trying to hide something.

Not long after, they were in front of Devon's house.

"Thanks for the ride, the food, and the trip to the mall", Devon said as he
leaned over and looked into the window.

"No problem." Jordan smiled. "Glad I could help."

Devon hesitated then looked straight at Hunter.

"Thanks for hanging with me," he said with a tender look. "Maybe we can do
it again some time?"

Hunter found it hard to get the words out. "Uh, yeah, that'd be fun," he
finally croaked, his shyness almost doing him in.

Jordan pulled away from the curb and Hunter sat back, closed his eyes, and
let the tension ease. "You just made things worse!" Hunter scolded himself,
regretting what he'd said to Devon. "You should have kept your mouth shut."

Hunter tried to get more comfortable; he spread his arms and legs a
bit. When he did, his hand brushed something on the seat next to him. He
looked down and saw a store receipt. "Where'd this come from?" he
wondered. "We didn't buy anything."

He picked it up and looked it over. On the back in pencil were the words,
"I'm on messenger, BonerBoy13@.."  And below the screen name was a smiley
face.

Hunter quickly closed his hand around the paper and looked up to see if
Jordan or Ana had seen anything. They hadn't.

"Can you go a little faster?" Hunter asked as Jordan slowed to take a
corner.

"Why, what's up?" Jordan asked.

"Um, well, I've got to get home and do some work on the computer."

Jordan looked back.

"Please?"

When Jordan turned back around, Hunter's smile was ear-to-ear.

* * * *

Hunter ran up the stairs to his room and slammed the door shut. He threw
his pack on his bed, pulled out his desk chair, and sat down. Over the
years, one of the advantages of being the baby in the family was that it
had earned Hunter the undisputed title of "mom and dad's favorite." He
often used this edge to good advantage. Once he used it to wrangle his own
computer and get permission to keep it in his room.

He pushed the `on' button and waited for the PC to boot up.

Hunter's right leg was nervously twitching as he softly mumbled, "come on,
hurry the fuck up!"

Jordan and Ana had headed back to the pool for the afternoon session, and
Hunter knew his mom would be home sometime later.

"Finally!" Hunter sighed in relief when he could sign on. He opened the
chat site, entered his username and password, and quickly checked his
email. There were three open rooms in chat with each having about thirty
names. Hunter quickly scanned the list in the first room, "not here," he
grunted and moved on to the next. He finally found the screen name he was
looking for in the last room.

He double clicked and sent an instant message. "Hiya, this is Hunter."

"about time, LOL," was the response from BonerBoy13.

"LOL," he typed back.

"r u alone?" Devon asked.

"yeah, u?"

A smiley face appeared, then a purple devil symbol; the devil had a
mischievous look and was snickering.

Hunter chuckled. He slipped his hand down between his legs and made a
little more room for his nuts.

"so..." BonerBoy13 started, "what should we talk about?"

"um..." Hunter typed back, thought for a minute and then typed, "how'd you
pick your screen name? LOL."

"duh," came the reply, then a wide, tooth-filled smiley face; which was
followed by a second one that winked.

Hunter laughed.

"u have a cam?" Devon asked.

"yeah"

"turn it on!"

Hunter did, and moments later he saw Devon's face. The boys were smiling as
they got the cams set just the way they wanted.  "too bad we don't have
microphones," Hunter sent and then added a frown.

The two chatted for almost twenty minutes, but not about anything in
particular. It was Devon that changed the topic.

"remember at the mall? you told me about that boy you knew?"

"Crap" Hunter thought, getting worried. Hunter looked at Devon's face on
the screen, trying to guess where he was going. He hesitated, but then
answered. "yeah, I remember."

"do you think he ever did stuff with another boy?"

Hunter's heart started to beat faster. "Um, idk."

The boys stared at one another for a moment.

Hunter reached between his legs for the second time and gave himself a soft
rub, "Fuck he was horny," he thought.

"have you ever wondered what it would be like to do something like that? I
mean something with another boy?" Devon continued.

Hunter grew more nervous, he really didn't know if he should answer. After
a long pause he finally responded, "a few times."

"yeah, me too," Devon responded with an embarrassed look.

Hunter could see Devon lightly bite his lower lip.

"can I ask you something?"

"yeah," Hunter typed.

"are you getting hard?"

Hunter's breathing grew shallow, his cock stirred. "yeah, kinda, u?"

"yeah, me too," Devon replied, and moved his hand down between his
legs. There was another pause. "have you, like, ever jerked off on cam?"

Hunter couldn't believe what Devon had just asked. "nah, uh."

Hunter's heart was pounding and his cock was now straining to get out.

"wanna try it?" BonerBoy13 finally asked.

Hunter squirmed in his seat. He didn't know what to say. He wanted to...he
really wanted to. But, fuck, he'd never done anything like that before.

"are you thinking about it?" BonerBoy13 asked almost a full minute later.

Hunter nodded.

Hunter saw an uncertain look on Devon's face, but then he seemed to make up
his mind. He slowly reached for his cam and tilted it down until it was
squarely pointed at his crotch. He popped the top button on his jeans,
pulled the zipper down, and opened the flaps showing his underwear.

Hunter's heart was really racing now.

He watched as Devon's fingers lightly moved up and down over the bulge in
the middle until he was fully hard.

Hunter's cock was practically screaming to get out and to add to his
trouble his bladder was near the bursting point. He held out a half-minute
longer, but then he had to go.

"brb," he typed in a panic, and hurried out of his room. He ran to the
bathroom, unzipped, and dug his dick out. "What a time to have to take a
piss!" he groaned and tried to bend his shaft down enough that he wouldn't
spray the wall. His penis wouldn't cooperate. He turned around and aimed
into the shower, and finally managed to get things going. When he had
finished, he gave his dick a quick shake, ran the water for a few seconds,
and hurried back to his room. He only paused long enough to lock his
bedroom door.

"back" he typed.

"where the fuck did you go?"

"needed to pee," Hunter answered and put up a blushing smiley face.

"so?" Devon asked, "u wanna jerk off?" Devon's hand was still rubbing the
bulge in his underpants.

Hunter looked down, his jeans were open; he hadn't bothered to zip up. Then
he looked back to the computer screen. He saw the tip of Devon's dick
peeking out of the top of his boxers. Hunter reached into his pants,
wrapped his hand around his shaft and gave his dick a couple of strokes;
feeling himself that hard, made the decision easier. With his other hand he
reached up and carefully adjusted his cam, aiming it a bit lower. He pushed
his dick outward and the waistband of his underpants slipped under the
shaft exposing about half his cock. He was sure that was enough to let
Devon see it.

A moment later a smiley face appeared from Devon.

"push the skin back," Devon typed, "I want to see the head."

Hunter saw Devon scoot up and push his jeans and boxers down around his
ankles. Hunter could now see absolutely everything.

Hunter pulled back his foreskin and showed the tip of his penis to the
camera.

"awesome!" Devon replied, and smiled.

"push your pants down"

Hunter tugged at his jeans and underpants until they were both lower. Then
he gave his dick a playful wag.

Settled and comfortable, the boys slowly stroked themselves for awhile
without saying much more. The occasional movement of a hand under a kid's
nuts added a little variety to the show.

Hunter was incredibly turned on by the thought of jacking at the very same
time as another boy, especially a boy as cute as Devon. He couldn't
remember ever being this hard.

"you're starting to leak," Devon noticed a minute or two later, "what are
you thinking about?"

"your cock," Hunter answered and put up another blushing smiley
face. "you're so fucking hard!"

Then Hunter added, "what about you, what are you thinking about?"

Devon's hands went to the keyboard. "thinking about how much you're gonna
cum!"

Hunter's dick jerked.

"do you cum a lot?" Hunter asked.

"it depends," Devon answered, "on how long between times"

"when was the last time u did it?" Hunter put up the snickering devil.

"last night, u?"

"day before yesterday"

Both boys stroked a bit longer.

"your nuts must be really full then," Devon smiled.

A couple of more minutes went by.

"u getting there?" Devon typed.

"closer"

"think about something really nasty," Devon suggested with a laugh.

"if I do, I'll cum."

"yeah, go for it," Devon urged.

Hunter closed his eyes and sped up. He worked his shaft with his palm and
rubbed the head with his thumb. He felt the good feelings start to grow. As
the urge built, he opened his eyes again so he could watch Devon. Hunter
sensed that both were now pretty close. "almost there"

"yeah, me too."

"fuck"

"yeah, fuck!"

"come on, do it! I wanna see you squirt!"

"almost" Hunter's hand was now a blur, "almost"

"shoot it!"

"shit! fucking shit!"

Hunter just managed to type the last word before his nuts cut loose and
three long squirts of jizz arched up from his dick. His eyes fluttered, but
he managed to keep them open just enough that he could see Devon. Devon's
cock jerked at almost the same instant and four watery spurts
emerged. Hunter furiously pumped, jacking his cock as hard and as fast as
he could. After some effort, he was able to squeeze out just a touch more.

The boys pulled on their cocks hoping to prolong the incredible
moment. There were some gasps, a couple of grunts, and then it all ended.

Hunter sucked in a deep breath, held it briefly, and then let it out. His
entire body relaxed. His hand continued to gently tend to the weary thing
between his legs. His penis was growing softer by the second. But, it still
felt good to rub it. Pausing, he reached up and ran a finger through a
small stream of cum that was sliding down chest. The stuff was still warm.

A moment later, the screen jiggled and Hunter saw Devon's face appear as he
angled the cam back up. There was a huge grin on his face.

Hunter reached for his own cam and raised it as well.

"That was fucking awesome!" Devon typed.

Hunter nodded and smiled. Just as Hunter was about to say something, Devon
suddenly jerked his head around and looked with alarm at his bedroom door.

"Fuck! TTYL" he quickly typed and signed off.

Hunter sat back in his chair. He could feel the cum around his dick was now
growing cold and nasty. He looked at his messy hand and smiled softly.

"Got some work to do on the computer," he remembered he had told
Jordan. Hunter looked at several wet spots on his keyboard. "Well, I guess
it's done." He chuckled.

* * * *

Another small squall passed through and the pool closed early. Jordan hoped
to spend some time with Ana, but she had promised her mother she'd do a few
things around the house, so she told Jordan she needed to go straight home.

Jordan came through the back door and tossed his ring of keys on the
kitchen counter. "I'm Home!" he hollered, and waited to hear who might
answer. No one did. "Mom's probably still shopping," he thought, "but
Hunter should be home."

Jordan grabbed an apple from the bowl in the center of the kitchen table
and headed through the house and up the stairs.

Hunter's door was closed. Jordan knocked but got no answer. He tried the
knob and it turned, so he walked inside. Hunter was on his bed, snoring
softly.  Jordan smiled and walked over. He pulled a corner of the bedspread
up and gently placed it over his brother as far as it would reach. He
probably didn't need a blanket, but Jordan couldn't resist doing little
things like that. Besides, the top button on Hunter's jeans was undone and
he was partly unzipped. Jordan wanted to give him some privacy.

Jordan turned to leave and saw Hunter's computer was still on. Their Dad
had gone off on them awhile back about how the boys needed to do a better
job of turning off all unnecessary appliances. He wanted to cut down on the
electric bill and he told them it was their job to help. Hunter always
seemed to forget. Jordan walked over to shut it down.

There was an open chat box with the last of a string of text. Jordan
wondered who his brother was chatting with and what they were talking
about.

He scrolled the text back a bit and read something from a kid named
`BonerBoy13' he had asked, "are you hard?"

Jordan's eyes grew wide. He sat down and read on. He gave his brother a
glance from time to time as he made his way through the chat, the childlike
teen sleeping peacefully a few feet away was in stark contrast to the
horned up one that had been chatting a few minutes earlier.

The room was quiet except for Hunter's occasional snorts. Jordan slowly
became aware of something else, a familiar odor. He sniffed and followed
his nose. He looked under the desk and saw a bunched up pair of boxers. He
got down, pulled them out, and gave them a sniff.

"Cum," he smiled. He looked over at his brother; his face was like an
angel. Jordan smiled. "Well, you might still be able to fool mom," Jordan
grinned, "but you and I both know the truth, you're a horny little jerk
off," he chuckled.

He tossed the boxers back where he had found them, and turned off the
computer.  Hunter still hadn't stirred. Jordan reached the door and looked
back one more time. "So, who's BonerBoy13?" he thought as he stepped
through and closed the door.


* * * *


Hope you liked this chapter! Write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com with
comments or suggestions for the story.  Thanks, Jon