Date: Wed, 12 Jul 2000 02:13:02 EDT
From: Bill Adams <lilb2k@hotmail.com>
Subject: Re: Growing Up

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Growing Up - by lilb2k (Young-Friends).
Copyright 2000 by liltales
Chapter 2- The Next Day
July 2000



The Next Day

I awoke the next morning to the sounds of Billy and Scott taking down the
tent. It took me a moment to realize where I was and to get my eyes clear.
Mark was still sound asleep, hugging me tightly as he breathed deeply. My
head hurt from the champagne the night before and it suddenly hit me what
had actually happened. Needless to say I freaked out a little. I got an arm
free and unzipped the sleeping bag.

Mark woke up as I climbed out of the bag and looked around for my clothes. I
could here the faint sounds of Billy taking a piss down by the lake shore.
As soon as the sound of his piss hitting the water reached my ears I could
feel my bladder ache as I needed to get rid of all that champagne.

I made my way down to the lake shore and stood about ten feet away from
Billy and let 'er rip. I swear I pissed for about 3 minutes.

"God Damn Davy!" Billy laughed, "guess you really had to go"

I grunted a little as I was still trying to piece together the events of
last night. What the hell had we done? Images began to flood my mind and I
had to concentrate to get them to stop. I was uneasy as I made my way back
up to the tent site. Scott had already started back towards the neighborhood
and Billy was not far behind.

"Catch you two later!" Billy shouted back at me and Mark as he cleared the
hill and disappeared out of site.

I packed up my camping gear in silence as Mark got up and went to take a
leak. I didn't know what to say. I was in bad shape. My head was splitting
and my mind was aching with the consequences of my last night's actions.
Mark came towards me as I finished zipping up my bag.


"Hey...wanna get something to eat at my house?" He said cheerfully. I paused
for a moment and wandered if he even remembered what we had done. He must
have remembered I thought to myself as I turned away from him and started up
the hill without acknowledging his offer.

"Hey...Davy?" He sounded concerned now, " Where ya going?"

I remained silent as I walked away. I just didn't know what to say. I was
imploding.

"Davy...what's wrong?" he sounded more upset now. I knew I had to say
something...but what?

"Nothin'....nothin' I just gotta get home" I never made eye contact with him
as I made my way up the hill.

As I walked away I could hear something faint in the distance. It sounded
like whimpering. I stopped and began to turn around. I paused before I fully
turned around and struggled to clear my head. I couldn't be an asshole about
it. I mean..it wasn't his fault that I was freakin' out. I looked up to find
Mark sitting down on his backpack holding his head in his hands and crying.
I immediately felt like total shit. Then I was amazed to find myself
overwhelmed with care and compassion for Mark. What the hell is going on
with me? I thought as I stared at this beautiful boy slumped over himself in
front of me. I was suddenly filled with a strong desire to make everything
in his world right again. Needless to say this consuming feeling wasn't
helping my already overworked brain.

"Hey..," I said in the softest voice I could muster, "what's all this
about?" I took a seat next to him and placed my hand on his shaking
shoulder. He jerked at my touch but never raised his head.

"You hate me!" he sobbed loudly. I had never before and have never since
felt like such a complete and utter ass as I did at that moment. Here before
me was this angel of a boy who had only wanted to please me last night and I
was treating him like trash.

"No I don't...why in the hell would I hate you?" stupid question...I know.

"You hate me for what I did to you last night!" his sobbing was getting out
of control now.

"Hey...hey..," I said as I moved his hands away from his face. His beautiful
blue eyes were blood shot from crying so hard and his cheeks were red and
puffy, "That's not true...I loved what ewe did last night," I paused for a
moment in my own mind...hey...how 'bout I really did love it? More confusion
for my aching
head.

"You did....really?" he mumbled as I wiped the tears and snot from his face.

"Of course I did...it was fuckin' awesome dude!" I had a smile from ear to
ear.

"You really don't hate me?" he stuttered as he tried to regain control of
his breathing.

"Of course not," I was amazed still by the intense amount of caring I had
for this boy.

"Then why'd you ignore me and start to leave?" Shit I thought to myself, how
do I explain this.

"It wasn't you Mark...it was me. I'd never done anything like that before
and I guess it all just hit me when I woke up with you this morning. 'Guess
I just kinda freaked there for a moment." I smiled as I pulled him closer to
me and put my arm around his shoulder. He responded immediately by leaning
into me and
burying his head in my chest. I stroked his hair for a few minutes as he
finished regaining his composure.

He looked up at me and smiled. And then, in that moment something happened
that would forever change our lives. Our eyes met and it just happened...
like it does in the movies. I bent down as he raised up. Our lips met and
for a moment the world ceased to exist around us. His lips were soft and
warm, like when you kiss a baby on the cheek. Our lips entangled for a
moment and then gave way as his tongue entered my mouth. My head was
spinning again. Our mouths never parted as I layed him on his back on the
ground. Our kiss was long and full of as much passion as two young boys
could possess. We lay on the ground side by side as we made love to each
other's mouths. The noise of the woods had disappeared, giving way to the
long moans that emanated from deep within us. I traced the line of Mark's
back with my hand and stopped when I reached his full butt. I massaged his
ass for a moment before reaching down and grabbing his leg, pulling it up
over mine.

My cock was raging at this point. I could feel Mark's hardening member
jamming into my stomach as it had done last night. He reached down and
plunged his hand into my shorts. A bolt of electricity soared through my
entire being as he grabbed my now leaking cock. He smeared the pre-cum
around the head and then envolped my cock in his hand again. The throes of
passion were all encompassing, but unfortunately not enough to alleviate the
painful reality of the ground beneath us. We broke our embrace and sat up.
For a moment we just stared into each other's eyes. I was filled with a love
that I had never before felt. It was like my entire soul was filled with a
heat that could not be explained.

"I wanna do this the right way," I said as I touched his lips with my
fingers. We said nothing else as we got up and finished packing his things.

We headed for home, with our backpacks slung around one shoulder and are
free hands locked in each other's. As we reached the edge of the woods we
stopped and stared into each other's eyes again. Again without speaking we
embraced lips and bathed in each other's mouths. I reached my hand into his
shorts and felt his hardening penis. It was like silk to the touch and I
felt it jump in my hands as I worked it for a moment. Mark moaned deeply as
I cupped his warm balls in my hand an squeezed gently.

After about five minutes we broke again and headed for home. Our parents
would be up and getting ready for work. Mark would have to hurry and get
home so that he could be ready for his ride to soccer camp. I would be left
to spend the day waiting for his return.

When we got in front of our house, we were nieghbors, I saw his other
standing next to mine by the mailboxes.

"Don't you two look like you've been run through the mill," my mom said as
we approached.

"Just tired that's all," Mark groaned.

"Hey David.." my mom said

"Yes Ma'am"

"Mark's mom has asked if you could stay over with him at his house tonight.

"Yeah..We're going out with some friends to dinner and dancing in Milwaukee
and we're were hoping to just stay over. It's such a long drive back late at
night." His mom made an impassioned speech as I fought to hold back my
excitement.

"You can help out can't you David," my mom said in that tone that only
mother's possess wherein you know that it's more of a command than a
question.

"Sure," I said, "I guess I can hang out with the little runt for an
evening," I said with a grin. Mark caught my humor and smiled back.

"Great! We'll be leaving as soon as he gets home at 5pm from soccer camp.
Thanks David...you're a life saver."

It honestly took everything in me to not explode at that precise moment. I
watched Mark disappear into his house with his mother.

"Ok David...go take a shower..you smell horrible," my mother said with a
smile. "Breakfast is waiting for you when you get out."

With that I headed upstairs to my room. I was still charged from the night
before and the passionate discovery of my new found love. I peeled off my
sweaty shirt and shorts and turned on the water. As the steam rose in the
bathroom I studied my body in the mirror. I'd seen myself naked my whole
life, a sight that normally didn't really warrant detailed inspection
anymore. But today was different. I saw before me a body that no longer
belonged to just me. I could still feel Marks hands on my chest and back. I
could feel his hands wrapped around my thighs as he sucked on my cock. My
dick grew stiff as I stared at my flesh in the mirror. As I reached down to
relieve myself I could see Mark standing there in the bathroom with me. His
hairless body dripping with sweat as the room increased in temperature. His
small boy cock sticking stiffly from his body. I pumped my cock harder as I
imagine him sitting up on the counter top and spreading his legs to give me
access to that pink boy hole. I can smell his sweat soaked balls as I lick
on that tight hole. He quivers as I flick at his button with my tongue. He
holds my head in place as I force my tongue inside his sweet hole. I pound
on my cock as I feel him loosen up and let my finger inside his ass. The
image becomes to much for me and I start spraying hot cum all over the sink
and counter. The steam has engulfed the room and it's hard to find the
shower. I stumble into the shower and almost collapse from the exhaustion
that has wrecked my body. I sit down in the shower and let the water cleanse
my tired body.

I slept for most of the day. I never made it down for that breakfast that my
mom had prepared. I would hear bout it later. I was awoken by my mom at
around 3:30pm.

"Ok David...you need to get up," she sounded less then thrilled by my
sleeping off the entire morning. "Remember you promised Mark's mom that
you'd watch him tonight. You need to be there in 30 minutes."

"Ok mom...I hear ya," I crawled out of bed and got dressed. I was starving
by the time I made it downstairs. Breakfast was long gone and my mom was
leaving to go to the mall with my little sister.

"Looks like PB and J for you Mr. Sleepyhead!" my little sister retorted as
she glided passed me towards the door.

I fixed myself a sandwich and plopped down on the couch. Just after my mom
and sister left the phone rang. It was Billy.

"Hey loser, wassup?" Billy sounded slyly chipper as usual.

"Nothin man...wassup with you?" I was not really in the mood to talk on the
phone.

"You have fun last night?" He had an agenda...Billy always had an agenda.

"Yeah..you?" I wasn't gonna offer anything he didn't need to know.

"Yeah...I bet you did," he laughed. "So when you two getting hitched?"

"Very funny Billy," it was kinda funny," I could ask the same about you and
Scott. The noises I heard comin' out of that tent weren't exactly snores
pal"

"Hey," he started back," I got no problems tellin' ya that we fucked each
other's brains out all night! At least you only had to deal with Mark's
little cock. Try havin that pole of Scott's in your ass.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Was Billy admitting to getting fucked
by Scott? I wanted to ask but didn't know how.

"Yeah...bet that does fill ya up." The only thing that came to mind at the
time.

"So...I bet you're wondering how long we've been doing that...aren't ya?" He
knew exactly what I was thinking.

"Well since you brought it up...what's the deal?" I wanted to know just how
far they'd gone.

"We've been foolin around for the past two years. We only started fucking
about three months ago. We tried to get Mark in on it a couple of times but
he wouldn't have anything to do with it. I guess he really must have a thing
for you, I mean judging by the way he went after you." If he only knew...

"Dunno...first time for me too." I said

"Well...hope you guys have fun tonight." How did he know? "I heard my mom
talking to a friend of hers on the phone. My folks are going out with Mark's
too. Hey...maybe I should stop by for a little threesome tonight?"

"I dunno Billy...I don't know how Mark will take that. Besides, I doubt
anything will happened tonight anyway. He'll probably go to bed the second
he gets home." Inside I hoped not!


"Yeah right....whatever dude. Anyway, ask him about it and then call me...
cool?"

"Sure man...will do," with that we said goodbye and I set out for Mark's
house.


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