Date: Sun, 09 Jun 2013 10:33:40 -0400 From: dakota phillips <dak15@mail.com> Subject: "Dakota" ... Part 6 This story is a work of fiction. Each part builds off the part proceeding it. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story contains descriptive acts of sexual behavior between boys under the age of 18. Read at your own risk. Otherwise, enjoy! ------------------------------------------------ Dakota ... Part 6 ------------------------------------------------ Over the next few days, I spent a lot of time in my room unpacking boxes and getting all my stuff put away. It did take a while, but finally everything was the way I wanted it ... considering. I mean I really did not want any of this. My parents have been separated for about two years, we now live in Louisville (after growing up in Miami) which is quite a change. I decided I needed a little relief. I closed my bedroom door and stripped out of my shorts and t-shirt. My dick new it was about to get some unscheduled attention, it stiffened to its 6" length. I say unscheduled because I spent time with it every night, and have since I began fapping. I went to my closet and got my lube and the plastic tube I used as a dildo. I slid my boxers off and sat on the side of the bed. I scooped out some grease and smeared it on the long tube. I turned, and kneeled next to the bed so that my torso rested on the bed (I'm sure you get the picture!). I reached around and positioned the tube at the entrance of my ass and pushed it gently. My hole resisted. Patiently, lustfully, I worked the tube around until it finally slid inward. Taking my time, I leaned back so the the handle of the tube (remember, it was tube that had bubble solution, so the handle was actually the bubble wand) pressed against the floor. I continued leaning back, sitting slowly on my bent legs. The blue, plastic "dick" eased its way deep into my ass. When I felt I could get no more inside me, I clamped me feet around the handle and began to slowly lift and lower my body. I would lift myself almost entirely off the tube and then gently lower myself as the tube worked it way back into my hungry ass. My six inches was as hard as steel and clear fluid dripped from the tip. I scooped the large droplet off with my finger and licked it eagerly. I now settled down on the tube and scooped a bit more lube and worked my dick. My mind raced with images from the past week. Making out with my really hot next-door neighbor Brian. Being fucked my my younger brother. My sexual exploration was really opening new doors to me. Through these doors I willingly went, wanting to find more and more. My sexual appetite was growing. With these thoughts dancing in my head, my right hand slid up and down the length of my boy-dick. Each time I neared the tip of my dick, I would pay special attention to it by sort of swirling my hand around it. In no time I was nearing climax. As my young body became electrified, I began again raising and lowering myself on the tube. My breathing intensified, deepened, became heavy. Suddenly, my dick spasmed and my nut shot onto my hairless chest, nearly to my chin. One stream, then a second, and finally a third of my warm seed landed on my chest. I stopped, catching my breath. With the tube firmly planted in my ass, I scooped up my nut and licked it off my hand. I was unaffected by my own seed. The taste was what it was. I sat motionless for a few seconds, allowing my body to come down from the euphoria. Before I lifted myself of the plastic tube, I reached around and clamped my fingers close to my ass. I then let the tube slide out of my ass. I brought the tube around to see where my fingers were clamped on it. The tube was 10" long, and my fingers were passed half way. I guessed it was around the 6" mark. I went to my closet and grabbed a ragged and wiped off the tube, the my ass, my dick. I next rached for my clothes to get dressed. "You really should be more careful when you leave your window uncovered," came a voice from outside. I quickly covered my dick with my boxers, and darted to one side. The voice just laughed. "Too late for that," he said. "I think I saw the whole show." It was then that I recognized the voice. It was Justin's voice. I slowly peered out the window. There was Justin, smiling broadly, looking toward my window. I stammered some unrecognizable words. "Quite a show," he said. "It's not polite to peek into people's windows." "Oh," he said, "sorry about that. But, shit, I came in to get my skateboard back from Brian and, well, there you were." "Yeah, but still." "So you like doing that?" he asked. "Every boy like fapping," I said. "Uhm, no," he laughed. "I meant the tube-thing up your ass." I let out a sigh. What could say? Either way, he saw what I was doing. I hung my head, a bit embarrassed. "Hey," he called, hesitated. "You wanna come over? No one's home, if you know what I mean." I looked back to him. Although there was the expanse of the driveway, it was as if we were standing right next to each other. As he finished speaking he stood up fully in the window. I could see his dick was hard and straining to get out of his pants. He smiled at me. "You want me to come over?" I asked. "I do," he confirmed. "Watching you work that tube-thing really got me worked up." Now Justin was a looker just like his little brother, Brian. But where Brian was a cute-looker, Justin was a sexy-looker. My heart raced, considering the idea. I got my shorts and t-shirt on and was about to exit the room. "Just come across the tree," Justin yelled. "It's quicker." Surveying the proposition, I meandered out my window onto the roof. I carefully stepped my way toward the large branch that rested alongside the roof. I worked my wat onto the branch and the across to Brian's window. At the window, Justin reached out his hand to help me in. He smiled at me, looking up and down my body. "I've never really done anything gay, or, well, anything sexual. But, do you think I could, well ..." I raised my hand to his mouth to silence the next words. I just smiled at him. Yes, he had been a part of my fantasies since we moved next door. Justin turned and led me to his room. Once inside, he closed and locked the door. We stood looking at each other for a moment. He was beautiful. I smiled. (TO BE CONTINUED) Dear readers, remember that Nifty needs your donations to provide this and other wonderful stories. Please give generously! Thank you. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html