Message-ID: <232310Z14011995@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an6299@anon.penet.fi (Jeff) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an6299@anon.penet.fi Date: Sat, 14 Jan 1995 23:22:18 UTC Subject: Daydream (m/m, young, cons) Lines: 211 This is a nice story about two boys who learn the joys of sex with each other. I like to think that this is a truly erotic story rather than a completely visceral one. However, it does describe underage boy boy sex and if you find that offensive I encourage you to read no further. If you prefer girl/girl sex I urge you to read the other version of this story. It was a rainy saturday afternoon. Really rainy. There was no way we were going to be able to go outside. So, we sat in Tim's living room playing cards. His dad was off on a business trip and wouldn't be back until the middle of the next week and his Mom had had to go into the office for the day. That was why I had run over in the rain to keep him company. I lived just two blocks down the street and we spent almost all our time together. Usually at Tim's house, but sometimes over at mine. Tim had more toys than I did. He had video games and lots of board games and his yard abutted on one of the green belts that winded their way through the neighborhood. His house was just more fun in general. I was soaking wet when I arrived at his house. His Mom was just walking out the door, but when she saw how soaked I was she scolded me for not using an umbrella and ran upstairs to get a robe of her husband's that I could borrow. She suggested that Tim through my clothes in the laundry and that I borrow an umbrella or wait until it stopped raining until I went home. I went into the first floor bathroom and stripped off all my clothes. Even my underwear was soaked clear through. I put on Tim's father's fluffy black bathrobe and a pair of matching shorts and we went into the recroom and stuck my clothes in the dryer that was hidden off in a large closet. So, we sat in the living room playing cards. Tim was dressed in baggy shorts and a t-shirt, probably what he had slept in the night before, as he had no plans of going outside anytime soon. After a while I noticed that he was sort of glancing at my chest, like he didn't want me to see that he was looking at me. I hand't really been thinking about it and the robe had fallen open so my front showed nearly down to my belly button. "What?" I asked him. "Hmmm," he said, playing it cool, but turning just the slightest bit red. "What are you looking at? You keep staring at my chest." He really started to turn red now. "It's not that. It's just, I never noticed that you started getting hair on your chest. I guess I've never really looked before." "Yeah," I said, I pulled at the few hairs on my chest. I was actually rather proud of them, even more than the hair under my arms and on my crotch, they meant that I was becoming a man. "Don't you have any hair?" "A little, I suppose." "Let me see, we'll compare. See who's going to be a hairy old man." "Ok," he said. He pulled off his shirt and I shrugged out of the bathrobe. We both stared at the other boy's bare chest and then looked back at our own. "Well," he said finally. "You're definately more hairy than me. Looks like you're the one that's going to be a big hairy bear." "Why you, I'll show you a big hairy bear." I growl and leap across the cards on the floor between us. We wrestled, I had a bit of weight on him, but he was just a bit faster and I think his arms were a bit stronger. Eventually he had me pinned to the floor, sitting on my stomach and holding my arms down on the floor on either side of my head. Now that we weren't moving, the room suddenly seemed very hot. Both of us were flushed from the activity and breathing heavily. He got up off me and we leaned up against the front of the couch, panting. We sat there for a few minutes, each lost in our own thoughts. "Adam," he finally said and I grunted. "Have you ever been with a girl? You know like really done it with a girl." "No, why?" "Just curious, I haven't either. I've never even kissed a girl." "Yeah, me neither. I mean I've kissed my mother and stuff, but I've never really kissed anyone, not with tongue." "Do you want to try it? Just to see what it's like?" He turned to face me. "With you?" I looked at him. The thought of kissing was really making my heart beat fast. I thought it might be some kind of a joke. "I'll do it under one condition." "What's that?" "We can't tell anyone at school. No one! I don't want to labeled a fag for the rest of my life just because I kissed a guy once. Ok?" "Yeah, we don't tell anyone about it." He stood up and offered me his hand to help me up. I stood up and we faced eachother. It was very awkward, standing there. I was thankful that my dick was behaving and wasn't getting hard. It would be too embarassing to get close to him and have him feel how excited I was about this. I took a step towards him and he sort of stuck his face forward. We both moved our faces then and bumped noses pretty hard. Luckily, that sort of broke the ice. He started laughing and I started laughing and we were both rubbing our noses. I tilted my head to one side and he tilted his to the other. I looked into his eyes as our faces got closer together and I could see that he wanted this as much as I did. I reached out my arms and pulled him to me in an embrace. He responded by wrapping his arms around me as well. His bare back was burning hot under my arms. Our chests touched and my erect nipples were pushed gently by his skin and the slight friction on them caused me the most incredible sense of pleasure. Our lips touched and we kissed for a long time. Barely coming up for breath for well over a minute. First me probing his mouth then he probing mine. Playing games with our tongues and holding other closer and closer all the while. I stopped caring about whether he knew I was excited. My dick was getting hard and I was pushing it hard against his leg. I could feel his dick pushing against me as well. The kiss ended, but we didn't let go of the embrace. We just stood there a moment in each other's arms. "That was good." I finally said. He just nodded and rested his head on my chest. "Let's go up to your room." I suggested. I wanted to see and feel the rest of his body and I didn't feel comfortable undressing him in the living room. We went up the stairs holding eachother's hands. It was almost like he was letting me lead him. We walked into his bedroom and we kissed again. This time it wasn't so impassioned, it didn't last as long, but I could feel that my dick desperately wanted to escape from the tight confines of the shorts I was wearing. I led him over to the bed and lay him down. I kneeled by the side of the bed and I kissed him lightly on the mouth. Then I started working my way down his neck, tasting the sweat on his skin, listening to his breathing as I slowly worked my way down to his left nipple. I sucked on his nipple and he gasped with pleasure, his breathing becoming heavier. His right hand moving and resting lightly on his crotch, applying the slightest amount of pressure through his shorts. His left hand reached up and rested on the back of my neck, pulling my face down towards his body. I moved to his armpit and breathed in the musky odor. It made me impossibly excited. I licked at the wiry hair and slowly worked my way down his side, licking at his sweaty skin and feeling his hand resting on the back of my neck. I reached the edge of his shorts and moved on down to his feet. I wasn't ready to see him naked yet. I wasn't ready to make that next step. He was rubbing his crotch with both hands as I nibbled on his toes, gently biting at his big toes and then sucking on them one by one. I could feel all the muscles in his legs tensing as he became more excited. He finally gasped and pulled his shorts down off his crotch. He pulled out his hard dick and started rubbing it with his right hand. I moved back up the left side of his body and stared for a moment at his fist moving back and forth on his straining dick. I moved back up his body and started working on his nipple again. His breathing changed, he started panting and his whole body was shaking. His chest was covered in a cold sweat and all of his muscles were tense. Then he held his breath for a moment and let it out in one long exhale. All his muscles went limp and he started just gently rubbing his dick with a single hand. I looked down and could see his come still coming in waves out of his dick. It was puddling on his stomach and filling up his belly button. I moved down and stuck one finger into the pool around his belly button. I put my finger to my lips and tasted his come. It was salty and a very strange consistency but not unpleasant. It was right then that we heard his mother's car coming into the garage. I ran downstairs to grab the robe and his shirt and he grabbed kleenex from his bedside table to clean himself up. We got dressed and walked down the stairs just as his mother opened the door from the garage. We didn't have a chance to talk about anything right then, but I looked forward to the next time I'd get to spend some time with Tim along. He owed me one. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. 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