Date: Sat, 07 Oct 2006 06:48:24 -0400 (EDT)
From: Robbie Calverley <lads-r-us@lycos.com>
Subject: COX & BOX

This is a story of sex between young males.  It is pure fiction and should
be read as such.  If this offends you or you are under-age please read no
further.

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written purely for entertainment and not for profit.

The story takes place where AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases do
not exist so condoms are not used, nor are they necessary, unlike in this
wicked world of ours.  So when you have casual sex PLEASE make sure you are
adequately protected.  I don't want to lose any readers!!

That said, I hope you enjoy the story and whether you do or not please feel
free to contact me at the Email address at the end.


COX & BOX -- CHAPTER ONE -- MEETING AND MORE


The first time we met is still vivid in my mind although it was a little
over five years ago.  I had just celebrated my eighth birthday and he was
about to celebrate his.  He and his parents moved in next door and I saw
this scrawny little kid hanging about in the front garden.

`Well' I thought `any neighbour is better than no neighbour' so I went out
the front and walked over to him.

`Hi' I said `I'm Billy Cox (remember that name) and I guess we're going to
be neighbours.'

He held out his hand and said `Hi, Billy, I'm Chagai Kniebaum-Bocks'.

I smiled and shook his hand, saying `Sorry, you'll have to run that by me
again.'

`Yea, it is a bit of a mouthful' he said `Chagai Kniebaum-Bocks.'

`OK' I said `If you say so, but it'll never catch on around here, we'll
have to think of something a little easier.  What's your Christian name
again?

`Er -- I don't have a Christian name' he said `I'm Jewish'.

`OK, OK' I said spell your first name.'

`C..H..A...'

`That's enough' I said `we'll make it Charlie, Charlie Box', and the name
stuck and it kind of suited him, so much so that even his parents sometimes
called him Charlie, and to all the locals kids, as we were always together,
we became `Cox and Box.'

As I said, Charlie was a scrawny kid, all skin and bones but he had jet
black hair and the darkest eyes you have ever seen.

I was quite well built, tall for my age, with curly blond hair and, though
I didn't know it at the time, I was pretty well-endowed between the legs
with a foreskin that extended over my knob, making me look even bigger.  I
could stand inside my garden gate and spit as far as the white line in the
middle of the road.  I could also piss as high as the lowest branch of the
oak tree sapling outside the back gate.  Charlie could not even spit within
a foot of the white line but, much to my surprise and annoyance, he could
piss a good six inches higher than me, even though he was a short little
runt.  It was while we were contesting these puerile battles that I first
noticed that his cock (or willie as we called them when we were little) was
different to mine.  There was no skin over his knob end, and when I
mentioned this to him and showed him the skin that overhung the end of my
own cock, he told me that it was a religious thing and that the skin was
cut off at birth, even though his parents were not strict Jews.  I winced
at the prospect and secretly thanked God that I wasn't born a Jew.

Charlie and I became best friends and were inseparable, sitting together in
school and playing together at home, up until we were 11 years old, when I
went to the local comprehensive school and Charlie went to the Jewish
school in the next town, but we still played together at weekends.  Because
we lived next door to one another the question of sleepovers never arose,
but we spent a lot of time in each others' houses and his `Momma and Pops'
became my Momma and Pops and my `Mum and Dad' became his Mum and Dad.  Our
parents really got on well together and Pops would often pop in at
breakfast time for a bacon sandwich (yes, I said bacon) and the ladies
would often go shopping together while the men complained together about
what they would be spending.

So it was only natural that we should all be invited to Charlie's Bar
Mitzvah celebrations.

For those of you who don't know, a `Bar Mitzvah' is a celebration of a
Jewish boy's entry into adulthood at the age of thirteen, and as Charlie
had just celebrated that birthday his Bar Mitzvah was happening the next
weekend.

When Momma came to give us the invitation Mum said that while we would love
to go we were going to spend a few days with her sister, my Aunt Jean, and
wouldn't be able to attend.

`But Charlie will be devastated if you're not there, especially if Billy's
not there.  He thinks the world of Billy and he will be so disappointed.'

`Oh, Mum' I said `can't we put off the trip to Auntie Jean's for a couple
of days?' But it was all arranged and there was no chance of changing
things.

`How about if Billy stays with us while you are away? then he can come to
the Bar Mitzvah and the boys can be together for the half-term holiday.  I
promise I'll nag him if he misbehaves.' She added, nudging me and smiling.

Mum asked me if I would like to stay with the Boxes (as we called them) and
I eagerly agreed, you see I had recently discovered I was more interested
in boys than in girls and the main object of my fantasies was Charlie.
Since he had gone to the Jewish school, he had taken an interest in sports
and was no longer the scrawny boy he once had been, but had developed a
decent figure and was obviously going through puberty as I could tell by
the bum-fluff on his top lip and the now hairy legs which looked great when
he wore his shorts.  His chest was still smooth and his stomach had
tightened nicely.  In all, he was one sexy boy and the more I could see of
him, the more I liked it.

It was settled that I would stay with the Boxes from Saturday night through
to the following weekend, including a night at the Imperial Hotel where the
Bar Mitzvah was to be held.

I went next door with Momma to let Charlie know and she told me to go
straight to his room.  I knocked lightly and went in and there he stood in
front of the mirror with just a towel around his waist, having just got out
of the shower.

My cock grew hard in 5 seconds flat as I looked at his reflection in the
mirror and he grinned at me.  `Hi Sexy' he joked.

`Hey' I couldn't help myself saying `you're the sexy one.'  Shit, the very
thing I shouldn't have said, but he just carried on smiling at me and
combing his hair.

`Wanna dry my back for me?' he asked

`OK' I said, looking round for another towel.  There wasn't one.  Charlie
slowly removed the towel from around his waist and handed it to me, all the
time watching my face in the mirror.  If I hadn't already given myself
away, I certainly did now as I stared open-mouthed at his cock, which had
grown considerably since our pissing contests and now sported a perfect
triangle of tightly curled black hair above it.

`What's wrong? He asked `I know it's different to yours, but surely it's
not that bad.'

I shook my head and muttered just one word, which really gave the game
away. `Perfect.'

Charlie laughed and handed me the towel `Get on with it, pervert' he said
and I took the towel from him and began to dry his shoulders, he flexed his
muscles and his shoulder blades really stood out, so sexy.  I could feel a
dampening inside my underpants as I worked my way lower down his back,
`accidentally' touching his beautifully soft skin with my fingers as I
went.  When I got down to his waist I agonised as to whether I should go
lower, but when Charlie made no attempt to take the towel from me, I
lowered the towel to his butt and began to rub him dry, As I did so he
parted his legs slightly giving me easier access.  I slipped the towel
between his legs and as I did so my fingers brushed against the back of his
ballsack.  Charlie shuddered, but made no attempt to move or to stop me.  I
looked in the mirror and could not help noticing that Charlie's cock had
grown significantly but was still not totally hard.  I don't know how I
resisted the almost overwhelming temptation to grab a handful, but I
carried on down the rest of his legs to his feet.  Now, I don't normally
take a lot of notice of feet, but Charlie's were just so perfect.
Smooth-skinned, nails beautifully trimmed and toes of perfect shape, with
none of the ugly redness of those with paler skin.

There was now a wet spot showing through my thin green shorts, but I was
unaware of it until Charlie pointed it out to me as I handed him back the
towel.  I blushed, but I doubt that he noticed as I was already red and
flustered.  `Thanks, Billy' he said `Pity we can't take things a bit
further.'

`Maybe next week ...' I started to say before I could stop myself.

`What about next week?' he asked

I told him excitedly about the arrangement our mothers had made and he was
over the moon that I would be at his Bar Mitzvah and spending the week with
him `I just couldn't have wished for anything better' he said.  `It might
be a bit of a squeeze in the four-foot bed, but I'm sure we'll
er... squeeze in' he added.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  I had fantasised about this for
months and it seemed that it was going to happen next week.  What I was
wondering now was whether I was actually ready for it.  I wasn't certain
quite how to take what Charlie had said.  Was he talking about us `messing
about' together or was he talking about more than that?  Only time would
tell as Momma was calling us downstairs as she had made some hot chocolate
and toast for us.

Charlie slipped on a pair of very short shorts and a tee-shirt.  `I only
wear underwear when I have to' he explained, and I wasn't ojjecting.  As he
walked his cock poked out of the leg of his shorts and he giggled and
pulled the hem down to cover himself.

As I followed him downstairs the friction of my underpants against my cock
was driving me wild and I almost came in my pants.  I would have to get
myself home pretty soon and jerk myself off before I went insane.

As we sat at the kitchen table Momma said `Well, Chagai, are you pleased
that Billy will be with you next week?'

`Yea, fantastic, Momma, I couldn't have wished for more.' And so saying, he
winked at me, causing my cock to leap once more inside my pants.

The rest of the week passed more slowly than any other time in my life, but
Saturday morning finally dawned and Mum and Dad loaded the car and set off
for Auntie Jean's around two in the afternoon, asking me to keep an eye on
the house and go in each day to open a window and keep the place fresh.

I have to confess that I felt so nervous that my stomach was in knots, but
I finally plucked up the courage to go next door.  Charlie and I were not
in the habit of knocking when we entered one another's houses, so I opened
the kitchen door and Momma was on the phone.  `Hi Billy' she said
`Charlie's been waiting for you, he's up in his room so go straight up.

As I entered Charlie's bedroom he was at his computer.  He turned his head,
winked at me and said `Hi Billy, welcome to the madhouse.  Momma's going
mad with all the preparations for tomorrow and Pops has gone out just to
get out of her way.'

I laughed and went to join him at the computer, sitting close to him, our
knees rubbing together.  `Let me show you what I've found on the internet'
he said and called up a site which had some photographs of naturists.  My
eyes were glued to the screen as picture after picture scrolled up, all
with naked or near-naked people of all ages.  My cock started to grow
inside my shorts, especially when I saw pictures of kids my own age, boys
and girls naked together as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
(Now I am older, of course, I realise that naturism IS the most natural
thing in the world.

`Wow' I said `lucky buggers, seeing all those kids like that.'

`Yea' said Charlie `Makes you horny, doesn't it?'

There was a knock at the door and Charlie only just managed to clear the
screen before Momma popped her head round the door. `Milk and biscuits in
two minutes, boys, and what would you like for dinner?'

`I'm easy' said Charlie, `what would you like Billy?'  I felt like asking
for pork chops to see what the reaction would be, but thought better of it
and said `whatever you like, Momma, I'm sure it'll be just fine.'

`I wish my family was as easy to please, Billy, come down now and get your
milk and biscuits.

After our snack Charlie and I sat in the living room watching TV.  We
shared a big armchair and sat shoulder to shoulder and thigh to thigh, both
enjoying the physical contact but not remarking on it.

Momma joined us and Pops shortly afterwards.  We chatted and watched TV
until 10 o'clock when Momma said it was time for us to go to bed.

When we got to the bedroom Charlie said that he wanted to sleep on the left
side of the bed, nearest the door and so I went around to the far side and
started to get undressed.  `I haven't brought any pyjamas with me' I said
`perhaps I'll run next door and get some.'

`Well' said Charlie `I'm going to sleep in my underpants so why don't you
do the same?'

`OK' I said, taking no further persuasion and stripped down.

I pulled back the covers and lay down, and then Charlie joined me, again
shoulder to shoulder and thigh to thigh.  We chatted for what seemed an
eternity until eventually I fell asleep.  When I woke it was still dark but
I was dying for a pee and knew that I wouldn't last out until morning, so I
crawled out of bed and padded along the landing to the lavatory.  After I
had emptied my bladder and rinsed my hands I padded back to the bedroom to
find that Charlie had slid across the bed to my place, so I crawled in next
to him and turned on my side facing away from him.  He didn't move at
first, but just as I was about to drift off again I felt Charlie's body
against my back in the `spoons' position, his arm reaching around my waist
and resting on my tummy.  He made little `Hmmmmming' sounds as he snuggled
in and got himself comfortable.  I could feel something hardening against
the back of my underpants and knew that Charlie was beginning to get an
erection.  I felt his warm breath on the back of my neck and my own cock
began to grow and very soon I was at full mast.

I was just toying with the idea that I might reach behind me and have a
feel when Charlie turned away from me to lie on his other side.  I wasn't
going to let things stay like that so I, in turn, spooned up to him and
draped my arm across him.  I slowly worked up enough courage to move my
hand down his body intending to stop when I got to his waistband before
venturing further but I soon realised that Charlie had removed his
underpants and was totally naked.

To my surprise I heard Charlie giggle and then he whispered `I wondered
when you'd realise, I slipped them off while you were in the loo, speaking
of which I have to go and pee now.  Charlie slipped out of bed and I
admired his little bum in the moonlight as he skipped, yes skipped, out of
the door.  I slid across the bed into my original position and while I was
waiting for him to return I screwed up enough courage to slip out off my
own underpants and lay there, naked and trembling with anticipation, under
the bedclothes.

As Charlie slipped back into bed beside me I was lying on my back and my
horny cock was pointing straight up towards my navel.  Charlie lay on his
side next to me and placed his hand on my tummy.  He slowly lowered his
hand towards my waist and then on down.  He soon realised that I too was
naked and whispered `I was hoping you'd take them off', then he snuggled
against me so his hard cock was against my right thigh and his hand rested
gently on my own throbbing cock.

He ran his fingers slowly all around my balls and then back to and all over
my cock.  He encircled me with his hand and slowly started rubbing up and
down.  `Wow' he said `it's neat the way your extra skin makes it so easy to
wank, I've never held an uncut cock before.'

`You mean you've held other cut cocks?' I asked.

`Just one or two at school' he said, `but this is so much more interesting.
I wish we Jews didn't have to be circumcised, when I wank I have to use
some of Momma's hand cream otherwise it gets too sore.'

An idea was entering my head as he spoke and I knelt up on the bed facing
Charlie.  `Come here' I said to him and patted the bed in front of me.
Charlie knelt facing me and I pulled him towards me and, taking hold of my
foreskin I pulled it out from my cock and told him to put his cock head
against mine, then I stretched my long foreskin over Charlie's cock in a
manoeuvre which I now know as `docking'.

I let go of my foreskin and it snapped against Charlie's cock head, then I
wrapped my hand around both cock heads and began rubbing back and forth.

`Oh wow' said Charlie `that feels so good'.  He pushed my hand away and
took control himself.  It felt amazing to feel Charlie's hand rubbing my
cock and to feel the tip of his cock rubbing against mine.  Before very
long I knew I would be cumming very soon and my breathing became very
irregular.  A few seconds later I became aware that Charlie was in a
similar state and he started to moan quietly.  His moans slowly became
louder as his orgasm got nearer and nearer, which in turn hastened my own
approaching orgasm.

I held on to Charlie's hips for support as I began to lose total control of
my body and as I did so Charlie bucked his hips and I felt his cum escape
violently from his cock just half a second before I shot my own load.

Of course, Charlie's cum mingled with mine and escaped my (or should I say
`our') foreskin to run all over Charlie's fingers and then down on to his
bedclothes.

Charlie let go of our cocks and I collapsed backwards, then straightened my
legs so I was lying on the bed.  Charlie lay beside me and we looked into
each others eyes, smiling.

`That was amazing' Charlie said `the best ever', then he laughed and said
`I bet I'm the only boy in my school that's wanked with a foreskin.'

We laughed together and as we did so it just seemed so natural to take him
in my arms and hug him, and that's how we went back to sleep.  It is also
how Momma found us the following morning, having knocked on the bedroom
door and got no answer.  She just smiled down at us and said `Come on,
boys, time to get up' then left us to sort ourselves out.

We breathed a sigh of relief that there was no inquisition and as we turned
and looked at one another again I could see tears in Charlie's eyes.
`What's the matter?' I asked him `you don't regret what we did, do you?'

`Oh, NOOOO' he said `it was wonderful, but I'm just worried that it might
spoil our friendship, and being friends with you means more to me than
anything else, and if it meant not doing what we did last night, then so be
it, but I just couldn't bear for us not to be friends.'

`But Charlie' I said `I've wanted us to do this together for ages, but I
just didn't have the nerve to suggest it because I thought you'd never
speak to me again if you didn't want to do it.'

`Well' said Charlie `We have a whole week ahead of us, together day and
night, and I for one intend to make the most of it.'

`That makes two of us' I said, my cock hardening against Charlie's thigh.

`You can just stop that for now' he said `we've got to get showered and
dressed otherwise Momma will be back in here after us.'  And so saying he
slipped naked from the bed and held out his hand adding `I think we can
just about fit in the shower together.' And we walked naked across the
landing hand in hand into the bathroom for a very intimate shower together
and, let me tell you, it was more than just water that flowed down the
waste pipe that morning.

Lads-R-Us

CHAPTER TWO -- THE BAR MITZVAH AND BEYOND -- WILL FOLLOW SHORTLY IF I GET
ENOUGH FEEDBACK.

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