Date: Mon, 02 Mar 2015 16:49:57 -0800
From: hash_poopy@hushmail.me
Subject: Kevin's Awkward Antics 2

As I mentioned before my childhood was different than most boys filled with
insecurity, fear (like every boy) and sex (with boys and grown men). Don't
get me wrong, I loved that my life was different; I just wish I could have
shared. None of the charters represent anyone real but depict the way I
felt, fear, and hated. I hope it is a good read.

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Kevin's Awkward Antics: Chapter two: What's right with me!

I held Kyle for a few minutes on the playroom couch, fuck he felt so
little! I took a deep breath holding his scent in my lungs before I moved
his hair from his face, he smiled at me sweetly. I was confused about what
we had done and felt like crying for some reason, why was I so fucked up?
Now, I have sucked another kid's dick and got caught! There was a weird
smell in the air I did not recognize, nasty but intriguing. I lifted my arm
and found the source, me! I was stinky again, why was this happening to me,
FUCK! Kyle chirped in first breaking our silent stinky moment.

"I didn't know I could do that." Kyle whispered with a big grin on his
face.

"Do what?"

"You know." Giggle

"Kyle, I still don't know what the fuck you are talking about." I huffed,
sitting up to find my boxers.

I did not know why I was mad at the kid. Shit, I should be mad at myself
for fucking around with him. I had wanted to suck another boy's dick and
make him cum, like forever. Now that I had done it I felt like shit. I
stood and pulled my boxers on and up. Kyle was examining his dick for some
reason. I watched his small fingerers rub and roll on his radiant pink
shaft, he was still fucking hard. The skin rolled over his dick head and
then back exposing his red mushroom, God he was so, so beautiful and
innocent! There it was again, that weird feeling in my gut and my
dick. Shit it was like I could still feel every inch of his spike rolling
on my tongue, throbbing out his dry cum! The smell of his moist warm nut
sack lingered in my senses; I savored the scent for a moment before shaking
it off. I went for a pair of shorts I found randomly on the floor from the
other day that were dirty, but not that dirty.

"I'm talking about, you know Cum." Kyle hissed in a heavy whisper.

"Fuck Dude, all boys can Cum," I giggled nervously, "you just don't have
sperm yet."

"Really, I never did it before," Kyle beamed, "awesome!"

"Now get dressed; my Dad will be home soon." I huffed in yet another
strange awkward mood. "Wait a minute, I just started making wet cum, why
did you say you would swallow it, how did you know I could Cum?"

"I don't want to talk about it, Kev." Kyle hushed hanging his head, "I just
knew."

I gave Kyle the space he was indicating he needed and we both got dressed
without talking much. We tried to forget what we had done, or at least I
was. The rest of the night was like any other sleep over except it was my
friend sleeping over not Xander's. Dad took me aside and chewed me out for
not asking first before asking someone to stay over but I could tell he was
happy I had. I tuned out his words; all I could concentrate on was his
cologne and his subtle body odder. I started to get the feeling inside
again. Not my Dad, FUCK!

"Kevin, Kevin, earth to Kevin!" My Dad chuckled shaking my shoulder,
messing my hair.

"What did you say Dad?" I mumbled, loving his fingers running through my
hair.

"Nothing Kiddo; have fun tonight, Buddy." Dad whispered sweetly.

After Dad hugged me for way to long he ordered pizza, we hardly ever got
pizza. He shocked me and Xander when he ordered a Pay-for-View movie,
unheard of for us in our house. It was suited more for Xander than us older
kids but Kyle seemed to enjoy it.

"Don't mind me for asking Kyle, but you look a little young for Middle
School?" Dad asked as he ordered another movie, grabbing another slice of
pizza.

"Yes Sir, I am," Kyle sighed uncomfortably, his cheeks decorated with pizza
sauce, "they keep moving me up."

"Well, Kevin will be a good friend for you...and be proud of yourself, you
have a gift."

"Kev is awesome, Sir."Kyle blushed flashing a sweet, sneaky smile at me.

"Why is he so awesome, Kyle?" Xander giggled with a stupid grin on his
face.

"Alexander; be nice to Kevin's new friend." Dad scolded.

"Sorry Daddy, sorry Kyle!" Xander cheered as he dashed to his room.

When Xander came back I gave him a look that meant I would kill him if he
teased me about what he had seen. He giggled stuck out his tongue and then
flopped down of the floor with his pillow. Who was I kidding; I never hurt
my little brother in my life, at least not on purpose. Me and Kyle sat on
the couch at opposite ends. I pulled my feet up and kind of sat sideways
half lying down.  Xander got board as usual when Dad picked out a "coming
of age movie" as he calls them. I think Dad thinks it will make me feel
better watching movies about fucked up kids like me. It didn't. I yawned
and got a dirty flash from Dad, but then a smile formed on his face. He got
up and disappeared into the back of the house. I was tempted to change the
channel but Dad would get mad because he had paid for it. I fidgeted in my
discontent with the movie getting Kyle's attention.

"This is an awesome movie Kev; it is about these friends who go to find a
dead kid." Kyle beamed, "you'll like it, you'll see."

I smiled at Kyle; he was adorable. I sighed turning my attention to the
movie. I actually did get interested in it once I gave it a chance. I wish
I had friends like in the movie even though they were fucking dweebs and
weirdoes. I found myself distracted by Xander watching him roll around on
his tummy on top of his pillow. He was wearing these little red briefs with
black piping; his knees bent and his feet were dancing in the air. I often
found myself admiring his plump little bottom.

"When are they going to find the dead kid?" Xander whined flopping to his
back.

"You are all set guys," my Dad laughed emerging from the back of the house,
plopping down in his well worn chair, "I inflated "the guest room" and set
it up next to Kevin's bed."

"Thank you, Sir." Kyle peepe, giving me a questioning glance.

Xander played aimlessly flailing his arms and legs in the air. He had given
himself a cute little boner when he humped his dick into the pillow. He
giggled at me when he caught me looking at him before he went to his room
to play, swinging his pillow at us on the way.  I grabbed it pretending to
blow my nose on it. I loved the way his pillow smelled, Xander smells are
amazing! I gave Xander's little erection a tweak before he disappeared
causing him to let out a high pitched giggle. Dad just shook his head and
smiled.

"Holly crud, Kev!" Kyle gasped

The boys in the movie were in a swamp or something. One of the boys reached
into his underwear and pulled a leach from his dick. Shit you could just
see the top of his shaft, hairless! Why didn't they show his dick? Fuck
that would have been awesome!

"Whoa, that is sick! Dad did you see that?" I whaled.

" I have to agree Kiddo, sick" Dad yawned, "I'm going to bed; make sure the
TV is off when you two turn in."

"Hit the lights Dad, night."

"Good night Sir." Kyle chirped sweetly.

I knew when my Dad went to his room he would not come back out until
morning. A nervous, excited feeling was overtaking me; alone with Kyle in
the nearly dark room. I watched more of him than the TV. The way his face
looked in the changing light coming from the screen was so cute. I watched
the way he gracefully lifted his small hand to his face to move the hair
that kept escaping from behind his ear. The way he scratched and picked his
nose; the way he licked the small crusty bugger from his finger tip.  He
had a concentrated look about him as I studied the way his nose sloped and
the way his pouting lips held slightly parted. Every now and then the pink
tip of his tongue would appear between his lips. I was getting hard! He
smiled at me with a devilish grin, moved and sat the same way I was but the
other direction. His small cotton covered feet found mine in the middle of
the couch. We began to rub our feet together. Fuck my heart was pounding
and my dick grew uncontrollably to full erection. He scooted down further
turning to his back, resting his head on the arm of the couch. I turned
more and sat facing him. He was staring at me and I could not take my eyes
from his probing foot as it made its way into the leg of my shorts. I
startled him when I pulled his foot out; he looked confused and afraid. I
smiled and pulled his sock off returning his foot back up my shorts. I took
his other sock off while he worked on mine. I could not resist sniffing his
socks. Not bad. He giggled sniffing mine making a playful screwed up
face. His small feet made their way up the legs, into the boxer legs and
found my dick. We giggled when he gripped my dick between his big toes. I
tried to do the same but his shorts were a little tight for my larger
foot. Eventually I got my toes to the fabric of his briefs and the side of
his shaft so I rubbed him there the best I could. We quickly disengaged as
Xander bounded back into the room.

"What are you guys playing?"

"We are watching the movie, Kid-a-roo." I chocked in a fake giggle.

"We're just watching the movie." Kyle squeaked as we turned our attention
back to the TV.

"But it's over, look!" Kyle giggled, "I want to play with you guys."

"Well you can't Xander," I huffed, "Come on Kyle lets go to my room."

"Come on Kev, I won't tell." Xander whined.

"No, go to bed," I ordered, killing the TV, "I don't glom on to you when
you have friends over!"

I could see tears in my little brother's eyes as he flashed me a dirty
look. I had lied; I almost always glom on when Xander has friends over. My
heart broke a little as I watched his little red briefs disappear into his
bedroom. Part of me wanted him to join us, part of me didn't. And besides
what would Kyle think of the idea if you know, we did stuff. Shit, I didn't
even know how I felt about it.

"An air bed, I get it!" Kyle chuckled, "Oh no it leaks!"

"No it doesn't" I protested.

"It does if the plug isn't in good."

I watched Kyle pop the plug on the bed and the air started to rush out; the
sneaky little devil. He pealed quickly out of his clothes and dug in his
back pack. My dick was already hard and I liked watching his white briefs
bob as he dug.

"Looks like I did not grab any pajamas, Kev," Kyle sneered, "looks like I
will have to sleep in my undies in your bed with you."

"You can't" I protested playfully.

"Why, will your Dad get mad?" Kyle said rubbing his hard tool covered with
cotton.

"No, he won't come in here," I laughed flinging my shorts and boxers
randomly, "no undies in my bed!"

I leaped under the blankets in hysterics, I was lost in love with this kid
and I loved playing with him. He was with me in seconds and we cuddled,
wrestled and tickled humping our dicks together. I gave his face a big lick
and was reminded of the pizza we had eaten earlier. His tongue found mine
and we lost it licking each other. His underarm had a boyish sweat taste
and smell to it. The mood started to change when he started sucking on my
nipples.

"Oh shit, Kyle." I gasped.

He poked and nibbled on my nipple driving me crazy. I never even imagined
doing anything like that, but I was going to do Kyle right back! He pulled
back after he delivered another amazing sucking on my other nipple. He had
the cutest little smile on his pizza stained face.  Then his look got more
serious.

"I like doing this stuff with you, but," Kyle sighed.

"I like doing stuff with you too, a lot!" I beamed back.

"Don't you feel weird or something, Kev?"

"Kind of, it is just sort of happening, why?"

"This is the first time I don't feel weird" Kyle whispered a little
ashamed.

Now I am scaring myself. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him right on
the lips. Suddenly he pushed his tongue into my mouth! What the fuck is he
doing?

"Hey, don't do that, shit Kyle!" I glared whipping the back of my hand
across my face.

"I'm sorry, don't be mad I won't do it again," Kyle panicked, "I promises
Kev, please!"

"It's not that, but that was my first real kiss, Dude!" I calmed, "Let's
try it again, no tongue this time."

I leaned in again with a slight giggle pressing my lips to his. I felt his
mouth open but held steady waiting to see what he did with his tongue,
nothing. I parted my lips and felt his warm breath inside of my mouth,
fuck! I pushed harder and he returned the passion. Our mouths tightly
sealed I felt his breath in my mouth and I sucked it deeply into my
lungs. The tips of our tongues began to touch and without control I entered
his wet mouth. Our bodies pressed together as if one. We trembled and
shuddered in uncertain lust. Sweat was draining from every pore. I pulled
back out of breath and nervous, I wanted more.

"I liked that Kiss, Kev!" Kyle beamed.

"I liked it too, I think," I giggled, "I never did that before."

I watched a serious look form on Kyle's face and his eyes looked deep into
mine as if he was trying to get inside of me. I smiled meekly at him
wondering what was going through his little head. We were quite for what
seemed like forever. I was watching small beads of sweat on his upper lip
and taking his boy smell deeply inside of me. His tongue swiped across his
lips and he smacked a little, we were wondering, curious and unsure of our
actions. My fingertips were making small circles around his dickhead as if
memorizing every detail of his ridged tool. Kyle broke the moment.

"Kev, can I trust you?" Kyle whispered. looking scared.

"I have never met anyone like you before, you can trust me." I sighed.

 I leaned in and kissed his eyes gently seeing tears welling up. I loved
this kid but he sure seemed to be fucked up. I didn't care and he could
trust me, I knew I would never betray him.

"You are doing stuff to me that makes me feel funny, good funny, but
funny." Kyle beamed.

"You do the same to me, Kyle," I hushed, "boy do you do the same to me."

"Can I tell you my secret, Kev?"

I thought about asking him if he saw dead people. That was a line from some
old movie about kid who said the same line who could see dead people. This
was not the right time for jokes.

"Anything Kyle," I whispered into his ear, a new place to sniff, "you can
trust me."

"Swear never to tell?"

"I won't, what is it?" I huffed, getting irritated.

"My step-brother makes me suck his thingy," Kyle whimpered, "he makes me
swallow his cum; I can tell when a boy has cum."

"So why don't you tell on him?" I comforted softly, "Or tell him no."

"I told him no once and he forced his thing up my butt when I was asleep."
whimper, "I'm sorry, Kev."

I did not know what to say, my heart was broken and we held each other
tight. We were both limp now and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt
him. I was really falling for the kid. After a while he loosened his grip
on me and pulled back to look into my eyes. His eyes were red and teary,
but he had a slight smile on his face. We stroked each other for a while
and sniffled our tears away giggling.

"Feel better, Dude?" I joked.

"Much better, Bro." Kyle laughed.

I could feel his wiener start to get hard again and breathed a sigh of
relief. Kyle smiled and pushed me to my back. The next thing I knew my
wiener was in his mouth. He lapped at my pole just below my helmet God, it
was amazing. I was going to skin his red little tip out from hiding and do
the same to him.

"That is freaking amazing, Kyle" I groaned in a voice I did not recognize.

Kyle looked up at me and giggled. He started to lap at my wiener like it
was a lollypop busting us both up. I never imagined messing around could be
such a fun game! He pretended to bite down my shaft before sucking my balls
into his mouth. Then he did the most amazing and silly thing. He started to
hum happy birthday with my nuts in his mouth. I squirmed in delight as the
vibration made me feel silly and tingly. Then he sat up and squeezed my
wiener with a childish smile on his face. I watched a glob of clear fluid
ooze out of my small slit.

"Here taste." He squeaked.

I watched him scoop it up and I opened my mouth. My lips closed around his
finger and I washed my tongue over his small finger. The taste was kind of
like my sperms, but different. The first time I made wet cum I tasted it
and thought it was nasty. I sucked and licked his finger like crazy. When I
realized what I was doing I pulled his finger out of my mouth.

"Nasty, Kyle." I huffed spitting over the side of the bed.

"It is not nasty, I like it." Kyle stated proudly, "That is how I knew you
could squirt."

The next thing I knew he was back on me, his tongue swirling, his hand
jacking me. This felt even better than the first time but I was going to
get him first. I felt my balls start to draw up and my wiener swell out.

"Stop Kyle, I want to do yours now." I panted.

"Okay let's do each other at the same time." Kyle smiled.

"Okay, but I am really tingly," I giggled, "don't go so fast."

Kyle mostly held my dick in his mouth petting my helmet with his tongue. I
sucked him deep into my mouth loving his foreskin I was rolling it back
with my tongue. He quivered in pleasure and I worked the soft spot just
below his wiener head. He adjusted his legs a little when I played with his
balls. It was time for a song! I reluctantly let his dick slide from my
tongue. I sucked his small immature nut sack measuring his small orbs with
my lips and tongue. God his little jewels were amazing. I expected him to
giggle when I started to hum "God bless America" but he moaned in heavy
husky pleasure. I pressed the tip of my nose into his sweaty little
pucker. His nasty ass made me even hornier; I was confused by my lust and
was totally out of control. Without realizing it we were both licking each
other's ass hole, SHITI between our moans and groans Kyle broke out
lapping, probing and kissing.

"Kev, I need to finish, it hurts."

"Back to our wienies!" I laughed, sucking his shaft to my throat.

It was not long when I had him like a pro, even though he was the first boy
I ever sucked. The way he squirmed and thrashed was as frantic as my own. I
could not help it, my balls emptied again. He gulped and swallowed making
me feel better than I ever had. I also felt like shit for not taking him to
the same place. With resolve I jerked his and sucked his stiff little pole
as if my life depended on it...then he gasped, pushed his little spike deep
and he became ridged as he pulsed through another dry cum.

"Oh Kev...oh Kev...oh Kev!" Kyle panted.

"I know Kyle, I know." I gasped.

We both flopped onto our backs and scooted around so our heads cuddled side
by side on my pillow. After some petting and soft kisses we drifted to
sleep. I never slept better in my life!

"Jon is here, Kev." Xander giggled peeking under the sheets.

"Morning, Xander." Kyle stretched.

"What, Xander?" I croaked still not awake.

Xander dropped his pajama bottoms and tossed his top before he slipped into
my bed with us coming to rest on his tummy. Kyle started to rub my little
brothers back while working his way to my kid brother's amazing butt.

"Hey, don't do that." Xander giggled.

"Your butt hole is sticky; And stinky Xander!"  Kyle giggled, sniffing his
finger fresh from Xander's ass hole.

"Did you say Jon is here?" I panicked, stumbling out from under the sheets.

I pulled my boxers up just in time. Jon came into my room and chuckled at
the two boys squirming in bed, tickling each other. He was wearing some
board shorts, a tank top and flip-flops, gorgeous. I watched his hand slip
under the long tail of his shirt and slip into the waist band of his
shorts. I could not tear my eyes away as he scratched his balls and
adjusted his dick.

"Let's get them, Kev!" Jon cheered bounding onto the two wiggling boys, his
flip flops flying.

"NO!" they squealed.

"BONSI!" I shrieked, attacking all three of them.

The four of us rolled around tickling; the sheets did not give cover for
long and we were all thrashing around, my brother and Kyle still
naked. Soon we were all out of breath in a sweaty boy heap. I had Xander on
top of me; Kyle had Jon who rolled off before he squished the littler
kid. Kyle rolled in between Jon's legs and rested his head on his tummy. I
watched Kyle's head rise and fall with each of Jon's breaths, a big smile
on his cute little face. Jon's fingers worked their way into Kyle's soft
hair and Kyle pushed Jon's tank top up so he was on Jon's bare skin.

"Why are you guys naked?" Jon chuckled as he caught his breath.

"It's funner being all nakie." Xander squeaked.

"Well Kev and I have to do homework so enjoy your nakie together, Guys."
Jon laughed, "Come on Kev, where can we go work?

When we got up Kyle and Xander slipped under the sheet and rested against
the headboard side by side. The air filled with the sound of cartoon coming
from my TV as I led Jon to the back room. There was a fold out table and
some chairs. I wonder what Jon thought about the boys being naked and
shuttered thinking he almost caught me in the same situation.

"Okay, here's the thing Kev, I already read the book but rather than
waiting for you to do the same I would just fill you in." Jon thought out
loud pulling school papers out of his backpack alone with his iPad. "What
we need is some art, can you draw?"

"I don't know a little I guess, Why?" I questioned wondering where he was
going.

"Our report will be a comic!" Jon cheered. "It will freak Mr. Conner and we
will get an A!"

"Are you sure about this, I don't know?"

"Trust me Kev, I always push the limits with him and I always get an A."

Jon chattered nonstop and I worked on some sketches. I continued to work on
the main character studying the curves of Jon's face. God, he was so
beautiful. I could easily see the contours of his muscular chest and flat
stomach through his tank top. Then he did the most amazing thing. He
grabbed the bottom of his tank top and pulled it over his head. Then he
scooted right up against me our shoulders touching as he looked at my
sketch. His smell was intoxicating, just his smell without any deodorant or
anything!

"Hey, that looks like me." Jon giggled. "It is really good but my nipies
aren't that big."

He turned sideways a little so I could see him better but we stayed
connected at the shoulder. I watched him trace his small nipple and jumped
when he started to roll the nub. I erased and drew a more accurate
depiction. I bit my lower lip as I worked on my masterpiece. As I glanced
between the paper and my model my hair kept falling into my face. The third
time Jon moved it. I felt a little weird, breezy around my dick head. That
is when I realized I was fully erect and my dick was sticking out of the
fly of my boxers. I had to wait for the right moment to get it back
inside. Now! He gazed off into space, his mind racing somewhere as we
listened to the squeals and laughter coming from the other side of the
house. I quickly stowed my boner and squished it tight between my thighs.

"Did you ever play naked with other boys, Kev?"

"What? What do you mean?" I panicked.

"Kyle and Xander, they are playing naked." Jon laughed.

"I guess, when I was little and did not know better." I trembled.

"Me too, I did stuff with my cousins."

"It was a boy who used to live next door. He was a little older than me." I
sighed a little embarrassed.

"So how old were you; you know the last time you did stuff." Jon whispered.

Okay here it the thing, I can't tell him one hour younger than I am now was
the lasted time I messed with another boy. That I had sucked Kyle's dick
and would probably do it again.  I wanted to say something, anything to
change the subject.

"I don't know; wanna watch a movie or something?"

"That would be cool." Jon yawned.

We plopped down on the small couch at opposite ends and Jon started to flip
through the channels. Tossing the remote he started to dig through the box
of DVDs next to the coffee table.

"Hook! I love this movie." Jon smiled. "I wish I was a lost boy."

"Me too, it would be awesome to live in Neverland."

I changed the TV to the DVD input while Jon loaded the video. I loved
watching him move and could enjoy it easier since my boner was gone. He was
so muscular and cute. I wanted to lick him for some reason. I needed to
think about something else, anything else. I slouched in to watch the movie
and put my feet on the coffee table. I studied my feet, they were long and
thin, my toes seemed kind of short with my pinky toe turning in a
little. Jon must have seen me studying them.

"Goochie-goochie-goo." Jon chucked, tickling my feet.

"Stop it." I laughed smiling up at the amazing boy.

Jon sat closer to me this time and put his feet up near mine on the coffee
table. My heart races watching our feet so close but not touching. I was
getting a nonstop narrative about the movie but did not listen; I wanted to
touch Jon's foot with mine so badly. His feet were about the same size as
mine but wider. His toes were long too, the two next to his big toe were
the longest and they wiggled so fucking cute. Shit! I was boning up again,
back to the movie.

"We are the same size." Jon said out of nowhere.

"What do you mean?"

"Our feet, they are the same size. Let's check." Jon whispered as if we
were in a movie theater.

He turned and pulled my foot to his forcing us to face each other. I held
my foot up and he pressed his foot to mine. I trembled as our feet pressed
together sole to sole, toe to toe.

"I wear nine and a half, what about you?" Jon sighed.

"I wear nine, why silly?" I laughed.

"So we could share sneakers sometimes." Jon smiled, still holding our feet
together, wiggling his toes on mine.

Eventually we dropped our legs and they stretched out in front of us, Jon's
crossed over the top of my thighs. He was rubbing me softly with his
legs. I had another boner and there was no way to hid it. I could feel my
face getting red as I blushed. How could I make my move to hide my
excitement? I did not have to; Jon was rubbing on me but watching the
movie. He had one hand on my left shin and his other hand was stroking my
right toes. My heart was pounding but it was just a brief moment.

"This is cool," Jon laughed standing up, "He was going to write a check,
remember checks Kev from the old days? Watch!"

"My Dad still uses them sometimes." I laughed, watching the pirate shoot
the check book.

"Sorry Dude, I'm too hot with these on." Jon sighed dropping his shorts.

We sat side by side nearly touching clad only in our boxers. Then Jon put
his arm around my shoulder and we came closer, touching. He started to rube
me softly on my shoulder while we concentrated on the movie; well he was
concentrating on it. With our feet propped back up I took a deep breath and
started to rub the top of his foot with my toes. I jumped a little when he
started to play with my hair. I pulled my arm free that had been pinned
between us and rested it where our thighs met. We both smelled strong
pressed in so tight in the small warm room. Bravely I started to rub his
thigh with my pinky finger. I thought my heart was going to explode it
pounded so hard!

"The boys got awfully quiet, Kev." Jon smiled just inches from my face.

"I wonder what they are doing." I gulped, sweating like crazy.

"Sometimes I wish I was little again, it was fun to do stuff." Jon sighed
thoughtfully.

"Me too; should I go check on them?" I asked

"No let them have their privacy and besides I have a feeling I know what
they are doing." Jon giggled in a whisper.

"I bet they are having fun." I laughed.

"It looks like we are having our own fun, Kev."

I just noticed that the both of us had boners pitching tents in our
boxers. I gasped when Jon reached for his dick and he played with
himself. I was trembling with fear, Jon freaking Silva was playing with his
dick right next to me. My head started to spin.

"Kev, can we?" Jon asked his voice trailing off, his voice squeezing me
tight like a vice!

"I guess, we are not that much older." I trembled.

We stood together and pushed out boxers down, we were both hard. I watched
Jon fidget as he bit his lower lip. Then he looked up and our eyes met. His
nervous hand trembled to rub my shoulder. I reached out for him. His skin
was warm and his palms were hot and clammy. We just rubbed each other's
arms. Then a weak smile formed on his face.

"This is cool Kev, are you okay?"

"I think so, I just didn't think..." I stammered.

"Wow you are really boned up!" Jon laughed.

"You are too." I giggled, studying the stiff pink pole sticking out of a
small nest of curly brown hair.

"I got you!" Jon squealed, tickling.

I fell back onto the couch under Jon's aggressive tickle attack. I was
being grabbed and his wiggling fingers were everywhere. I tried to tickle
back loving the feel of his strong body.

"I give, I give!" I cried out.

We huffed to catch our breath with Jon was on top of me our dicks pressed
together. He smiled at me just inches from my face. I closed my eyes
enjoying Jon's warmth, smell and touch. I rubbed Jon's back my fingers
taking in every curve, muscle and bone hiding beneath his skin. He was
heavy and we pressed tightly together, our bodies rising and falling with
each breath. My fingers traced the curve of his amazing butt, my fingertips
sliding intoI his sweaty crack. Then Jon sat up, shifting next to me and I
felt a little weird. We were mashed in tight stretched out next to each
other on the small couch.

"What's wrong?" I panicked, coming up on my elbows.

"Nuthin' is wrong Kev." Jon sighed, playing with his dick head.

I watched Jon's slender finger swirl the pre-cum that was oozing from his
piss slit. I reached for my tummy and fond the stuff covering me from my
balls to my belly button. It was from both of us! I jumped when he swiped
his index finger across my mushroom and took his fingertip to his
nose. Then he rubbed it between his thumb and finger getting it close up
examination.

"Cool, Kev." Jon sighed, smiling at me.

I reached out and did the same to him. He was drooling pre-cum, way more
than me. He was bigger and had way more hair than I did. Even though I was
scared and nervous I reached out and grabbed his hot swollen shaft. I
squeezed it and slid my hand rolling his skin. Jon moaned out.

"Can I do yours too?" Jon panted, reaching for my wiener.

I surged my shoulders as Jon reached for my tool. We sank into the couch
pulling on each other, checking out our boyhood parts. I knew when a boy
gets older that he is not supposed to do stuff like this but it was fun and
scary. Jon was leaking like crazy and my hand was slipping in his goo. I
loved the way his wet pubes felt when my hand would sink into them on the
down stroke; the way my fingers took in every inch of his shaft. I did feel
a little immature because of my lack of pubes but I made up for it with
pre-cum. We picked up the pace! Neither one of us said a word; this was not
how little kids played with each other's bodies. I watched beads of sweat
roll down by Jon's ear as we panted and jerked. He was staring at my hand
jerking him off. I knew I would not last much longer under Jon's frantic
attack on my dick. I was on fire and out of control. Then Jon suddenly
turned his face to mine. He was red and sweaty, his head bobbing slightly
as we jerked. His hot breath was bad and washed over me, his face only
separated from mine by just a few inches. Our eyes met, he had a longing,
hungry look about him. Did I look the same? Then his face screwed up and
his eyes clinched shut.

"Shit Kev!" Jon groaned!

I stopped stroking as he swelled out and started to pump cum out coating
his stomach and my hand. I was so close too but he released my pole as he
panted through his orgasm sitting up before flopping back into the couch. I
had to finish so I took a hold of my shaft ad started to jerk
franticly. But Jon grabbed my hand.

"Oh no you don't," Jon giggled in a huff, "that's my job."

I sank back and closed my eyes. Jon was taking his time jacking me off
gently. I concentrated on how his strong hand could be so soft working on
me .But it was starting to build, I was about to finish. The pleasure was
intensified by Jon's gentle jerks and the way his fingers were dancing
beneath my swollen throbbing engorged mushroom. Deeper and deeper I melted
into his touch. The smell of our sex hung heavy in the air adding to my
excitement. My body went contorted and ridged; then I shot! My dick pulsed
and pumped for all it was worth. My own juice hit my face, running down my
left cheek and the smell of fresh cum overtook my senses.

"Nice one, Kev." Jon whispered in my ear.

The next thing I knew Jon got up and started to look around. I blinked my
eyes open and watched him pull an old pair of Xander's underwear from under
the couch.

"These will work."

Jon rubbed the cum off of my face with the Spiderman print dirty
underwear. I giggle thinking about my brothers butt stained briefs put to
such good use.  Once again Jon was gentle as his wiped me off before
starting on himself.

"Thanks a lot Spidie." Jon joked, tossing the briefs.

We pulled on our boxers and Jon pulled on his shorts jabbering about
school. I found some shorts on the floor and put them on. Being that we
were all boys living in the house you could find our stuff in every room,
mine and Xander's clothes piled everywhere. To see if they were clean or
dirty us kids usually did the sniff test often trading with each other for
confirmation of wear-ability. I kind of liked sniffing Xander's clothes,
even when they were ripe.

"So what do you think about Sandy, you think she's cute?"

"I don't know, I guess." I answered wondering about why I was asked. "Why?"

"Sometimes I think about her when I, you know," Jon whispered, giggling,
"jerk off."

"Were you thinking about her now?" I said barely audibly.

"No silly, I thought about you and what we were doing together." Jon
laughed, pushing me. "How good it felt to be doing it with a friend."

"Me too." I chuckled, pushing back.

Jon's hands slid over my shoulders and down my sides. He has a strange look
on his face and I became embarrassed. I didn't know why. Then Jon smiled
but it was not genuine, he was not supposed to be uncertain he was Jon
Silva.

"I like you Kev, as a friend," Jon stuttered, "you can't tell."

"Tell what?" I joked.

No boy had ever looked at me the way Jon was right now, it was a painful
longing stare, a venerable nervous trembling stare. The look of a
frightened little boy formed on his sweet face that was on the verge of
being a teenage boy. He needed to be held and loved; I could not move. I
knew the feeling well and even though Jon was six months older I knew we
were the same age in so many ways. But how? What? This sucked; I just
wanted to like him and for him to like me. That was not true! I liked him
way deeper, I knew it was wrong but I wanted him to be, to be, to be my
boyfriend! I knew deep down that I truly sucked at this; I wanted to
scream, but be hidden; to be myself, but shrink in fear! His arms came
around me and we hugged, stroking each other.

"What the fuck am I going to do?" I huffed under my breath.

I longed for the boy right in front of me, holding me; a boy who liked
girls. Suddenly he buried his face into my neck and he snuggled me tight.

"I don't know Kev, I don't know." Jon whispered; his hot breath coating my
neck.

The house was filling with Kyle and Xander's laughter as they bounded
around the house. Jon pulled away and smiled at me his face red as was
mine. Then he leaned in and kissed me softly, quickly on the lips before he
bounced back giving me a playful punch in the arm.

"Take No Prisoners!" Jon exclaimed dashing out of the small back room.



Hash

Thank you for reading my second chapter. Let me know if you still like the
story and if you think it is still good enough for another chapter. There
was both a Kyle and Jon in my life (names changed) as a boy but things did
not go the same as in the story. After all this is fiction.