Date: Sat, 2 Jun 2012 01:02:37 +0200
From: maxim bisexual horny <biteen96@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: My Horny Young Times Chapter 1

DISCLAIMER:

If you are under the legal age, please do not read any more or this, as
this story has sexual relations between two minors and maybe older men
too. This story is pure fiction and names are of my best friend and myself
(though none of this has ever happened), places are real and are in this
story because I thought it would fit in well.

This is just for horny fun....
ENJOY!

Chapter 1:

Hello there. My name is Max Wit. I am thirteen years old. I have light
brown hair and grey eyes, I am slightly tanned - you could say I have
caramel coloured skin. I am a lonely child and live with my dad - my mum
left us when I was about six - but enough about my mother.

*    *    *

For once I wasn't the new kid in the school. I was one of them...

"Max, remember I'll pick you up later. I have arranged for you to stay at
school until I come and pick you up." My dad shouted from the run down car.

"Okay Dokay!" I shouted back, waving my hand.

The first few minutes seemed to go by swiftly.

The bell rang. I'm pretty sure it did, or all the other kids just magically
walked into lines. I went to one end of the playground. I didn't know
anyone, so I was...Lost...

I looked around trying to figure out where I was supposed to be. I heard
teacher's saying names, calling, shouting for pupils who weren't there or
were messing around. Me... I wandered around like an idiot trying to find
out where I was supposed to go.

"MAX WIT!?" a teacher shouted. "MAX WIT?" they shouted again.

I ran following the call of my name. That's were I saw him. His smooth
tanned olive skin. Sweat trickling down his neck seeping into his shirt. He
turned his neck towards me. I caught my breath. He had bright green eyes
that seemed to shimmer in the sunlight. I'm pretty sure I stopped
breathing, or started drooling.

"Max? Max Wit?" he said, his voice was deep and husky. "Hello? Earth
calling Max?"

he said again waving a large slender hand in front of my face.

"Umm. Sorry, what?" I finally said, gaining consciousness. "Yes, I'm Max
Wit." I said again, looking in his eyes. Oh his gorgeous eyes.

"Right, if you go wait with George over there. You two are the new ones."
He said pointing in the direction of a lonely kid standing by himself.


I walked over.

"Hi. I'm Max. Max Wit" I said offering my hand.

"George Smith" he replied grabbing my hand shaking it while grinning at
me. "That teacher is something huh?" he said to me.

I stared at him. Did he really just say that? I thought to myself.

"What do you mean?" I asked "His skin, his eyes. I think I'm in love!" he
said grabbing my shoulder, and pretending he was hyperventilating.

I started laughing.

"Agreed. I think I started drooling just by looking at him." I said copying
him.

We both started talking and laughing, making jokes. Our beautiful
friendship was created at that moment.


The rest of the day seemed to pass by fairly quickly. Luckily I was in most
of George's classes, so we sat next to each other.

It was clear to me that I already liked this guy. I didn't know how or even
what that meant, but all I know is my penis kept going all tingly every
time we laughed. After first break, I met some other people, who just
weren't any fun. Just before lunch, I had English with Mr. Sexy
teacher. George was also there. We both sat at the very front... Obviously
wanting the best view of this incredibly handsome teacher.

"Right. Class, today we will look at 'Of Mice and Men'. Has anyone ever
heard of this book?" He asked, holding up the book in his large hands.

I leaned over to George, "You know what they say about guys with big
hands?"

We both started giggling.

"Max and George. Would you like to share what you find so amusing?" he said
looking directly at both of us.

He shook our heads simultaneously.

"Good. You will both come back to me at the end of school." He said.

       Then for the rest of the day, George and I sat in quiet, listening
or just daydreaming about the teacher. The last lesson, George and I were
in different classes. Oh the joy. Of boring teachers talking about Highest
Common Factor and all that jazz.

"Miss. Can I go to the toilet?" I asked. She nodded.


I jumped up and walked off towards the toilets. I stood there peeing with
the cubical door open.

"Hey man." George said, scaring me. I miss the toilet and peed on the seat.

"Hey. You scared me" I finished peeing and tucked away my five-inch soft
penis.

"What do you think Sir, will do to us?" he said walking towards me. "I hope
its something fun. Because my Willy is being weird, here put your hand on
it." He grabbed hold of my hand and placed it above his zipper. Indeed it
was becoming hard. The feeling made me all excited. He pulled me closer. My
heart started pounding in my chest. Our bodies were touching, our lips
millimeters apart. Our breaths collided. We looked each other in the
eyes. And slowly moved our lips closer. My heart was racing. And it didn't
help with the fact that his hands moved over my small bubble butt. We got
closer and closer...

The bell rang, causing us to scream and jump.


"Um... Lets go get our stuff and head to sirs, room." I said, not being
able to look George in the eyes.

"Oh, okay." He said, he voice dropped and sadness escaped his mouth.


We finally got to our group tutors room. He sat there, with his three top
buttons undone. He was standing writing on the board. We stood there
staring at him.

"Do come in. Take a seat." He said not even looking at us.

We both sat in the front seats again. George and I caught each other's
eyes.

"We need to talk," he mouthed.

"Yeah, but not now" I replied mouthing my words. We nodded.


"Right." Sir, said. "Do you know why you are here?" he asked, pulling his
chair over and sat down.

"Because we were talking during class," George said.

"No. Actually, I didn't mind that. That book is just awful!" he replied,
smiling. "You're here because I saw how well you guys get on. And both of
you are dyslexic, so I was going to ask if you guys ever wanted any extra
help you can always ask." He continued looking at both of us. "With your
parents permission, you two can even come over for extra sessions." He
added. He looked at me and winked. He put his hand on the table. I
automatically wanted to feel what his hand felt like, so basically my hand
shot forward slamming into his hand.

"Ow." He said. "Got quite and arm there big boy." He said grinning at me.

"Sorry..." I said blushing.

George placed his hand onto his hand as well.

"Our secret boys." He said to us. He smiled at us.

*   *   *

George and I walked back to the toilets for a private talk.

We placed our books down.

"Max, look about earlier today." He started. "I don't kno-"

I interrupted him and pushed him against the wall. I forced my lips on
his. My eyes closed. I slowly pushed my tongue through his lips. I felt his
body relax and my tongue moved into his mouth sliding its way over his
tongue. We embraced each other, holding on tightly as our mouths moved in
sync, our tongues wrapping around each other.

Our crotches hit together. I felt my penis rock hard, and his slipping down
his leg getting harder and harder.

I grabbed hold of his arse, gripping it tightly. We stayed like this for a
few minutes, but it seemed hours.

     It only occurred to us someone was there, when there was a cough.

We jumped back from each other and span around to see who it was.

"Hello boys." Our teacher said. He stood there his arms folded,
grinning. "Very nice.

I've never seen any two young boys kiss like that before." He said walking
towards us.


We both looked at each other unsure of what to do next.

"Now. I don't know what you two were doing, but Max your fathers here. And
George your aunt is here."

He turned around and walked off, turning back to give us a wink.

We both looked at each other.

"What the fuck?" I said.

"I don't know, but I want to do that again." George replied and walked off.