Date: Wed, 05 Jan 2000 17:15:36 -0500
From: fsw <fsw99@mindspring.com>
Subject: Matt and Mike

Warning! This story contains sex between minor boys. If you are underage,
this is illegal in your country, or do not like this type of story, please
do not read this.

I have been writing for years, and have just begun posting stories. This is
the most ambitious story line I have ever attempted. It is a combination of
fact and fiction, mostly fiction. I met Matt, Mike, Rick, and Zack over the
Internet when they E-mailed me about a story I wrote that they liked. We
became friends, and started trading E-mails several times daily. I asked
them if they would like me to write their story for the Nifty Archives, and
they agreed. The results are this story. I hope you like it.

The first names are real, as are the major events of the story. The last
names are not real, nor is where they live in the story. This is the story
of Matt and Mike's life, and how they came together. They supplied the
outline. As much detail as I have been given is included with only minor
changes. They give approval of every chapter before it is released. I hope
I can do them justice. I have added many details, just because I think they
go with the story line. We have been trading information almost daily since
12/20/99. This isn't an autobiography, where we spend weeks together going
over facts. I know a lot, but not near enough to re-enact the scene. That
is where I come in.

As in real life, not everything you will read is happy. I don't know anyone
who has led a perfectly happy life, every day of their lives. Matt and Mike
have lived through some pretty awful moments, as well as lots of good
times. Compared to my life, and most others, they have lived through far
too much pain. They deserve much better.

Matt and Mike, this is my tribute to you. You are the first two people on
earth I came out to, and I feel a special bond to you. I am DEAP in the
closet. I have also told you way more than I thought I ever would over the
Internet. But, we had to trust each other to do this. Hope everyone likes
it, but especially Matt and Mike. I hope we stay friends forever!


               MATT and MIKE

         Chapter One

"Dad, do I have to go? I won't know anybody there, and I'll have a
miserable time. I would rather stay here and go see Jim.", I pleaded. I
didn't want to go to the barbeque with a bunch of people I didn't know.

"Matt, we have been all through this. You are going. Period. I like
Professor Smith, and I want us to all go as a family. It will be good for
my career. Professor Smith has a son that is only about 18 months younger
than you are. He said for you to bring a swim suit, and the two of you can
go swimming. He goes to your school. Do you know him? His name is Mike.",
he answered.

"I think I know who he is, but I don't really know him. I don't hang around
with many ninth graders.", I answered sullenly. I knew he was going to make
me go for sure now. Any time he said something about anything being good
for his career, we all had to follow whatever he wanted us to do. Florida
State University was his life. His career was more important than anything
else to him. More than Mom. Lots more than me, or my older brother Rick. I
knew I was beaten.

"Well, this is just for one afternoon. It's not like I am asking you to
make lifelong friends with him. Just give him a chance. You might like each
other. Now, go get your swim suit, and let's go.  I'll check on your
mother. She should be ready by now.", he answered.

I walked dejectedly to my room, and got out a pair of swim trunks. "Maybe
this won't be so bad after all," I thought to myself. "If Mike is who I
think he is, he is a pretty good athlete, and we might have fun swimming in
the pool together. He is also pretty good looking."

Man, what has gotten into me all of a sudden. Here I was, thinking about
how good looking another boy was. I wasn't gay. Why did these kinds of
thoughts keep popping into my head?  I just shook my head, and went back
downstairs.

The Smith's only lived about six blocks away, so we arrived
quickly. Professor Smith met us at the door, and started introducing us to
all the other people that were already there. I shook hands with twenty or
so adults, not even trying to keep up with their names. Why should I care?
I didn't see anybody close to my age. This was going to be a disaster.

I finally went out side, and saw Mike shooting basketball by himself. He
looked as bored as I was.  No one else had brought their kids. I knew I was
right about wanting to stay at home, but I could never convince Dad when he
got something set in his mind.

He saw me, and ran over. "Hi, you are Matt, right.", he asked, holding out
his hand.

"Yeah, and you are Mike. I've seen you at school. How old are you?", I
answered, shaking his hand. Touching his hand sent shivers up my spine. I
jerked my hand back like I had been shocked.  There was that feeling once
more.

"13. I'll be 14 in December. How old are you?", he asked.

"I have just turned 15.", I answered.

"You want to shoot some?", he asked.

"Sure, that would be fun.", I answered.

We walked over to the goal, as I stole little peaks at him. I had never
seen him up close, and he was better looking than I had first thought. He
was wearing white shorts and a yellow knit shirt, which perfectly
complimented his blonde hair. His eyes were bright blue.

I was usually good in basketball, but I was shooting lousy. I was more
interested in watching Mike. Especially, when he would lean over to pick up
a loose basketball. You could clearly see the outline of the bottom edge of
his white briefs through the white shorts when he would lean over. I
started to get hard, and I forced myself to not watch him anymore, or I
would really embarrass myself.

What I didn't know at the time was Mike was watching me, too. He even
caught me one time when I was looking at his underwear through his
shorts. "Huh, Matt might like me. I wonder if he is gay, too? That would be
awesome. He is really good looking. I'll have to try and find out later.",
he thought to himself.

Mike was much more comfortable with his sexuality than Matt was. He was
only 13, but he knew he was gay, and had known for several years. He had
always liked looking at boys far more than looking at girls.

Matt, at 15, was more mature physically as well as emotionally than Mike,
but he was clearly mixed up in his head. He was teetering on the edge of
being straight or gay, and did not know which side he would fall
on. Something would have to knock him over the edge for him to accept
either lifestyle.

They played three games of "Horse", and Matt won two and Mike one. "I'm
tired of playing basketball. Let's go swimming, Matt.", Mike said.

"That is a good idea. I am beginning to get sweaty. If I sweat all over my
clothes, my Dad will be sure to be pissed off. It doesn't take much.", Matt
answered. "I left my suit in the car. Give me a minute, and I'll get it."

He ran out to car, but it was locked. He went inside to find one of his
parents, and got the keys.  He returned the keys, and then went back out to
find Mike.

This had given Mike time to think about Matt. He was about four inches
taller than Mike, who stood 5'4", and was blonde and blue eyed like
Mike. They actually favored slightly. "Boy, I can't wait for us to get to
my room. I can't wait to see him naked.", he thought to himself. He formed
a plan in his head.

Matt finally came back outside, and he and Mike climbed the stairs to
Mike's room. "Nice room,", Matt said, admiringly. Mike had a 27" TV and
nice stereo, along with his own PC with a 17" monitor.

"Thanks. Let's get undressed. I really need to cool off in the water.", he
said quickly.

"OK, where do you want me to change?", Matt asked innocently.

"We can just change here in front of each other. You aren't embarrassed
about your body, are you? I'm not, and I am almost two years younger than
you.", he answered with an almost daring tone in his voice.

Matt blushed, but knew he couldn't let this younger boy see he was afraid
to strip in front of him.  He just hoped he could avoid getting a
hard-on. "OK, fine with me", he answered, shakily.

Mike could see that Matt was embarrassed, but that just made him
happier. "I'll bet he is gay, too.  I hope so. I'll know more when he sees
me naked for the first time.", he thought.

Mike wasn't shy, and he quickly started removing his clothes. He kicked off
his shoes, pulled off his socks, and then unbuckled his belt, unsnapped the
front of his shorts and unzipped them. He turned to look at Matt, catching
him watching, and then pulled them down and stepped out of them. Mike
wasn't large between his legs, about 2-1/2 inches soft and about four
inches hard, but his balls had dropped and he looked more impressive
because of that. Matt just stared, as he unbuttoned the neck of his shirt
and pulled it off, standing in front of him in nothing but his briefs.

"Come on, hurry up and get caught up, Matt. I want to go swimming, and I'm
not pulling off my underwear until you pull yours off, too. Hurry up.", he
said anxiously.

Matt blushed, knowing he had been caught watching Mike get undressed. He
had only taken off his shoes and socks at this point. He quickly pulled off
his own shirt, and his hands started fumbling at his waist. He soon had
them unsnapped and unzipped, and looked up at Mike before pulling them
off. Mike was staring at him with a slight smile on his face. He blushed
once more, and pulled them down and off. Now both boys were wearing nothing
but their white briefs.

"Look, Matt, we even wear the same brand of underwear, J. C. Penney. We
have the same stripes around the band. Maybe we more in common than we
thought.", Mike said. "Anyway, let's get our swim suits on. The water will
feel great.", he said, pulling down his briefs.

Matt had to look. He had to, there was no way he could make himself not
look. Mike's body was beautiful, with just a small patch of hair right
above his penis. He stood in front of Matt without embarrassment, and just
let him stare for a second or two, and then said, "Come on, pull yours off
so I can see you, too. It is only fair, you know."

Matt looked at him and just nodded his head. He blushed once more, but
pulled his own briefs down and stepped out of them. His eyes went back to
Mike once more, and saw that he was staring back at Matt. In spite of
himself, Matt felt himself start to get hard.

Matt was bigger than Mike, but not by a lot. He was about 3-1/2 inches
soft and a little over five inches hard. His balls were also larger, and
hung down further. He did have lots more pubic hair than Mike, and it was
medium brown in color, so it stood out on the white middle of his body.

"Wow, you have lots more hair than I do. I wish mine would grow
faster. Looks like you are starting a boner. Too bad we don't have enough
time to take care of that right now. I'm sure mine would be right behind
yours in coming up. We might be missed, though, and we don't one of my
parents coming looking for us. Maybe later, though.", Mike kidded.

Matt's head was spinning as he pulled on his swim suit. He had worn a full
length suit, and it was dark blue, so at least it would help hide his
hard-on. "What had Mike meant about later?", he wondered to himself, as he
watched Mike pull on his suit. Mike had decided to wear a speedo brand
suit, which made him look even better than before. Well, not as good as
when he didn't have on any clothes, but nearly as good.

He adjusted his still half hard penis inside his suit, and followed Mike
back downstairs. They had used the back stairs that came into the kitchen,
and thankfully, no one was in there. They ran and dived into the pool, and
the water finally made it go back down.

They played in the water, dunking and splashing each other like they were
old friends. They finally needed a rest, and hung over the edge in the
shallow part of the pool with their arms on the concrete. "Well, did your
boner finally go down?", Mike kidded.

"Yeah, finally. That was really embarrassing.", Matt answered quietly.

"Don't worry about it. It happens to me all the time. We are both growing
boys. If we didn't get boners all the time, something would be wrong. It
happens to all boys, so don't get bent out of shape. One thing I wish I had
done, though.", Mike said.

"What is that?", Matt asked, his heart beating faster.

"I wish that I had made you go down the front stairs so I could have made
everyone down there know you had a boner. I would have pointed to it, and
told everyone what was making that big bulge.", Mike said seriously.

My mouth fell open at what he had said. I thought he was serious, until he
jumped up and dunked me into the water. He swam away laughing, and I was
immediately after him. I dunked him back, and we fought for our lives in
the water. He was a much better swimmer than I was, but I would be better
if I had my own pool, too. He swam under me, and his hand grabbed me in the
crotch as he went by. I was shocked.

We both surfaced, and he laughed and said, "I just wanted to make sure it
had finally gone back down. If it hadn't, I might still be able to make
sure everyone was aware of it.", he kidded.

"Oh, you want to play like that, do you?", Matt asked, smiling. "Let's just
see what happens when I catch you.", he added, swimming quickly towards
Mike. Matt was leaning a little heavier towards the gay side right now, as
he planned his revenge, but he didn't think of it that way.  Winning and
payback time is important to every boy, and all he had on his mind was
catching Mike and grabbing him between the legs to make them even.

Mike could easily avoid Matt by swimming under water. He got away, and then
dove back under Matt once more and grabbed him a second time. Not hard, so
it would hurt, just firm where it might do what he was hoping. And, it
started to.

They both surfaced once again, and Mike yelled, "You may be bigger than me,
but you can't catch me. Your swimming sucks. I'll bet I can grab you ten
times before you can catch me. If I do, you can't do anything to me. You
have to promise. That's twice. Eight more coming up.", he challenged.

"I'll catch you way before eight more times, little boy. You swim better
than I do, but I am older and smarter than you. I just need to make a plan
to catch you.", Matt answered confidently.

"Well you are right about some things. I do swim better than you, and you
are older than me. I think you are a little confused about you being
smarter than me, though.", Mike challenged.

"Wait until I catch you! I am going to kill you!", Matt yelled, and took
off after Mike.

Mike easily avoided Matt, and swam under him once again. He grabbed him,
noticing that he was much harder this time, and swam away.

"That's three. This is going to be a piece of cake.", Mike yelled.

"We'll see about that. You have to get tired soon. I am bigger and stronger
than you are. I'll just wait until you are too tired to swim under me.",
Matt challenged. He swam quickly towards Mike, who ducked under the water
to escape once again.

This time, he didn't go for grab number four. Matt had loosened his string
holding the waist of his swim suit before coming downstairs in hope that
the extra room would hide his boner. Mike allowed Matt to swim by him, and
caught him by the bottom of the swim suit. It was a simple matter to hold
on tight and let the momentum of Matt swimming the other way help pull the
suit down his legs and off.

They surfaced about five feet from each other, clinging to the edge of the
pool. Mike waved the swim suit in front of him, triumphantly. "Does this
count just once, or should this count more than one?", he kidded. He could
see through the clear water that Matt was rock hard. He enjoyed the view.

"Come on, that's not funny. Someone could come out here any minute. Give it
back. Please?", Matt said, with tears starting to form in the corners of
his eyes. He would die of embarrassment if any adult came out and saw him
with an hard-on without his swim trunks in the pool.

"Don't get upset. I am just playing around. I promise not to do that any
more.", Mike said, tossing the suit to Matt. That should at least count as
number four, though."

Matt caught the swim suit, and swam over to the steps leading out of the
pool. He stood on the bottom step, while he pulled on his swim suit. He was
blushing fiercely. When he got it pulled up, he was pissed. "You wait. When
I catch you, and I will catch you, I am going to make you pay. I might take
your suit off of you and throw it over next to the lounge chairs. Then, I
will just leave you in the pool, and go tell your parents that they need to
check on you. I don't know what I will do, but you will pay!", he yelled,
and swam as fast as he could towards me.

I easily out maneuvered him, but did not try to score any more "points". I
thought I had done enough already. I didn't want him mad, I wanted him
horny. I kept away from him, until I knew his anger had faded.

"Hey, you are not trying for number five any more, are you? What happened
to your confidence?  I am going to catch you, and there is nothing you can
do about it.", Matt yelled.

"You can never catch me in the water, boy! It would take a man to catch
me.", I answered.

Matt started to swim very slowly towards me now. He wasn't rushing things
like he had always done before. I faked one way, and he swam that way. I
faked the other way, and he also adjusted.  It was like a defensive back
covering a wide receiver in football, just in slow motion. I could have
dived deep to get away from him, but I really wanted him to catch me, so I
just swam backwards towards the shallow end of the pool. Once there, my
better swimming ability wouldn't be able to help me. He was drawn in, like
a fly to a spider.

Once we hit shallow water and both of us had our feet on the bottom of the
pool, I started saying, "OK, you have got me. Just let me out of the pool,
OK. Don't pull my suit off, and throw it out of the pool. Please." I walked
over to the corner of the pool nearest to the house. That way, no one could
see any more than our heads.

"Payback is Hell, isn't it?", he said, as he lunged for me. I turned my
back to him, as I faked trying to get out of the pool, and he pinned my
body to his with his arm around my chest. "Let's get this out of the way.",
he said, easily pulling my suit down to my thighs. His hand went around my
body and between my legs, grabbing my hard penis. "Is this what you have
been doing to me?", he asked, as his hand stroked up and down my hard
penis. I could feel his own hard-on pressed up against the naked cheeks of
my butt.

"Yeah. And, it feels really good, too. What you have pressed against my
butt also feels good. You know, I am kind of tired after swimming so
much. I think we need to get out of the pool and go take a
shower. Together. My parents won't think a thing about it. If the shower
runs a long time, they will know there is two boys taking separate
showers. All we need to do is swim around until these go away. I think they
will come back very quickly when we are together in my room. What do you
think?", Mike asked softly.

Matt let go of him, and blushed once again. Mike turned to him, and quickly
kissed him on the lips. Just a quick kiss, nothing intimate. They couldn't
be sure that no one was watching. "I have never done anything with anyone
else. Never. I am gay. I know I am. I don't know if you are, and I don't
think you know either. I do know you like me, or you wouldn't have been so
hard when you pressed against my butt. I know we just met, but I really
like you already. I would like for my first time to be with you. I could
ask my parents if you could spend the night. Someone could get you some
clothes for tomorrow, or you could just wear some of mine. My Mom always
buys bigger clothes than I really need, because I am growing so fast. My
clothes would be a better option than going back to your house. I think all
the parents will be drunk long before dark. Say you want to make love to
me. Please?", Mike asked. He knew he was taking a big chance, but he
thought he already loved Matt. Love at first sight. Does it really exist?

Teetering on the edge gave way. Matt knew he loved Mike right then, and
Mike loved him. As he fell to the gay side, he got more confident. He no
longer blushed in front of Mike. "I would really love to take shower with
you right now. But, it might be an hour before I go back down. I can't go
back into the house like this."

"You are right. Maybe I can fix that problem.", Mike said, as his hands
went to the waist of Matt's swim suit, loosening the string.

"You are crazy. Anyone could come out here at any time.", Matt argued.

"So, one of us has to keep an eye out at all times. It won't take long. I
think both of us are pretty worked up. It could also make our time in the
shower that much better. You stroke me about five times, and I think I will
come in the pool. I want to last lots longer later. If this is your first
time, I don't think you will last much longer than I do. Look, you do me,
and you watch out for anyone coming. Then, I will do you, and I will
watch. It is a simple, foolproof plan. Just like the one where I let you
catch me.", Mike said.

"Oh, you let me catch you, did you? I don't think so. I might have to take
that out on you when we get upstairs.", he answered, smiling.

"I did. I swear. I set the trap. You are the prey. Who cares? Now, let's
just enjoy each other, and don't care who did it.", Mike answered, smiling
back.

Matt didn't hesitate, he grabbed Mike's hard penis and started to move back
and forth, just like he did when he did himself. Mike instantly started
pumping his hips against Matt's fist, enjoying the sensation. Mike was
right, he didn't take long. It did take more than five strokes. But, less
than ten. Who was counting? He came hard, and collapsed against Matt's
chest.

Matt held him to him, but was constantly afraid someone would come
outside. He liked what he had done for his new friend (Friend? Lover? Who
knows?), but he was mortified that they would be caught. In the process, he
completely went soft.

That was great, Matt", Mike said after he had recovered. "Now, let me do
you."

"No, I couldn't get it up again if my life depended on it. Someone could
come out here at any time. We don't know if anyone is watching. This is
crazy!", he almost yelled.

"You are right. If you don't want to do it now, let's go up to my bedroom,
where we can be alone. I can lock the door. I think my parents have had
enough to drink that they won't know if we are in my room or in another
city. I came way too quick for my first time. Let's make your first time
special.", Mike answered.

They both pulled up their swim suits, and adjusted them. They got out of
the pool, and dried off, watching each other. They smiled, as they
watched. A special bond had formed between them.  They were now far from
being newly formed friends. They wrapped the towels around themselves and
walked into the kitchen. Again, no one was there. They grabbed each other's
hands, smiled at each other, and ran up the stairs to Mike's bedroom.

        To Be Continued

Any reader's comments or criticisms are appreciated. The more comments I
get, the quicker I will forward more chapters. Again, I am trying to tell
the story using actual facts, but I do insert parts of the story that did
not really happen. The boys always give me permission, before I submit my
version. I hope you like this method of telling a story. Any comments can
be sent to fsw99@mindspring.com. The only gratification I really get out of
writing is your comments. I have made good friends out of Matt and Mark,
and could use some more.