Date: Sat, 18 Dec 1999 16:11:05 -0500
From: fsw <fsw99@mindspring.com>
Subject: "New Neighbor" ("Young Friends")

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

If you like this story, see my first two stories called "Billy and Jim" and
"Sam Gets a New Father" in the Adult/Youth section.

			       New Neighbor

We were moving into the new house, when I spotted him. I was bringing in my
things from the car as the movers were bringing in the furniture, and he
was shooting baskets at his house. He was blonde, tan, and gorgeous. He
looked to be about 2 years older than me, which was 12. I stared at him for
a moment or two, and he actually saw me once and waved. I nervously waved
back, and went into the house. I was glad he lived next door. Maybe, I
could meet him tomorrow.

When it was time for bed, I undressed down to my briefs and turned out the
light. I started to get into bed, but thought about him once again. I
pulled up the window shade so that I could see out the window, and stared
at his house for a few minutes, wondering if I would see him.  Suddenly,
the light in the room directly across from mine went on, and I held my
breath in anticipation. He walked quickly past the window, and I knew it
was his room. I continued to watch, breathless. He walked back in front of
the window, dressed only in white briefs like I wore. My heart jumped up
into my throat. I could feel my little boy penis start to get hard. He then
walked right in front of the window and stayed there, looking out down the
street. I stared up and down his body, until a light from an approaching
car lit up my window. I jumped back from the light, but not before he
noticed that I had been staring at him. I never knew he had caught me until
several days later.

From that point on, every night was the same thing. I would go to bed
early, turn out the lights, and wait for him to go to bed. He always would
strip down to just his briefs, and then look out the window for a moment
before going to bed, almost like he was posing. What I learned later was
that was exactly what he was doing.

On Monday morning, I was shooting baskets on my new goal, when he came
out. "You must the new kid that just moved in. Hi, my name is Jim.", he
said. He smiled, and walked over and held out his hand for me to shake. I
shook it nervously. "I'm Brian", I said shakily. "You mind if I shoot some
with you?", he asked. "No, that would be fun", I replied.

God, I was going to get to play basketball with my new idol. I was in
heaven. We shot for a few minutes, then he said, "Hey, Brian, do you like
to play computer games. I just got a new computer, and I have some really
neat games." Computer games were my passion, so I quickly said, "Yeah, that
would be great."

We went over to his house, and went inside. We left our shoes at the door,
per instructions from his Mom. He got each of us a coke, and we went
upstairs to his room. We were the only ones in the house, and he explained
that both his parents work to 5 o'clock. When we entered his room, he shut
the door and locked it. When I had a puzzled look on my face when I saw him
do it, he said, "I always lock my door. My parents respect my privacy, but
it is just a habit I have been doing since I was a little kid."

He booted the computer, and then walked over to me. "How old are you,
Brian?", he asked.  "12", I answered. "I thought you were 12 or 13. I am
14. I am glad you moved in next door.  There aren't many other kids our age
close by, and I was hoping someone around my age would move in. I think we
are going to be really good friends. Would you like that, Brain?", he
asked. I was elated. "Oh, yes", I said, enthusiastically. "That would be
great."

"Well, if we are going to be really good friends, I need to tell you
something. Friends never should keep secrets from each other. Don't you
agree?", he asked. I was confused. "I guess so", was all I could think of
to reply.

He put both of his hands on my shoulders, and said, "I know you have been
watching me every night when I get ready for bed, Brian. But, I don't
care. That is why I always look out the window for an extra few seconds, to
give you a little better view. The way I think about it is, if you want to
look, give you a really good look."

I was dumfounded. My mouth hung open, and tears started to form at the
corners of my eyes. I tried to pull away from him, but the grip on my
shoulders was too strong. "I'm sorry", was all I could say. My heart was
racing, as was my mind. Would Jim spread rumors about me being a peeping
tom all over my new neighborhood? My reputation could be ruined forever,
before my life here had ever really started.

"Don't cry, Brain.", Jim said, as he hugged me to him. "I told you it was
OK." I really broke down then, and sobbed against his shoulder. His hands
rubbed up and down my body, as he tried to console me. I quit crying, and
was beginning to enjoy the massage I was getting. "There you go, don't cry
any more. Does this feel good? I give really good back rubs. I know what
would make you feel a lot better. Let me give you one of my back rub
specials. OK?"

I was feeling a little better, and my massage was making me feel really
good, so I shook my head yes. "Great", Brian said, and lead me over to his
bed. "Sit here". I sat down, and he stood in front of me. "You have to lose
your T-shirt, and I have one rule around here. I you lose a piece of
clothing, I do too. And, vice versa. So..", he said, and casually peeled
off his T-shirt, revealing his deeply tanned chest. "Let's get yours off,
too. Hold up your arms.", he commanded. I was dumbstruck once again, but
did as I was told. My T-shirt was lifted off quickly.

He returned to standing in front of me. "To make you more comfortable, I
always ask that you unbuckle your belt, unsnap the top button of your
shorts, and unzip them and inch or two. Just to loosen the waist, and make
you as comfortable as you can be. This makes your shorts sag in the back,
so I will be able to see your underwear, so I think it is only fair if you
see mine. Would you like to see me once again, except this time, it will be
close up?", he asked, with a big grin on his face. I blushed hard, and did
not say anything. I just stared him in the eye. This was my fantasy
happening in real life. All I had to do was say yes, and I couldn't say
anything.

"I know you do, you are just too shy to admit it. OK, here goes.", he said,
as he unbuckled his belt. His hands were at the top of his shorts, when he
looked down at me. "You want to do this for me? Come on, I want you
to. That way, I get to do you, too. Come on, don't be shy.  Please?", he
almost begged.

I looked him in the eye, and knew this is what he wanted me to do. And I
knew this is what I wanted me to do. So, I took a big breath and my hands
flew to the top of his shorts. They were open and being pulled down and off
in seconds. I stared in awe at his white briefs with the black and gold
stripes on the band. I knew from experience that they were J. C. Penney
brand. I made a mental note to ask Mom to buy some for me there. I also
stared at the big bulge in the front of his briefs, which looked like it
was getting bigger as I stared.

Jim was happy I did it for him. "That's my buddy.", he said, lifting me off
the bed, forcing me to my feet, and hugging me to him. "Now, lets get your
shorts loosened and I will start your massage." I was in heaven, and really
did not mind as I felt his hands go to my waist and unbuckle my belt. I
would do anything he asked me to do at this moment, a fact I would really
understand just seconds later. He quickly unbuckled my belt, unsnapped the
top button, and almost completely unzipped my shorts, making them begin to
drop to the floor. I caught them before they dropped too far, and he said,
"Brian, you know I explained the rules to you. Now that my shorts have come
all the way off, yours have to, also. It does not have to be now, but why
not? Then you will be really comfortable, and not sitting on your crumpled
up shorts. Let's just take them completely off now, OK? Please?", he asked,
earnestly.

I looked up at him, and saw the pleading look in his eyes, and let them
drop. They slid to the floor, and I stepped out of them. He bent down to
pick them up, and laid them with the rest of our clothes. He walked over in
front of me again, and put his arms on my shoulders once again.  "Let me
look at you for a moment while you look at me. You really are a good
looking boy, you know that, Brian?", he asked. I blushed at his comment,
and he saw it and laughed. "Come on, let's start your massage. Sit over
here."

He led me to the bed and he positioned me to lie down on the bed on my
stomach with my head on the pillows. He crawled on top of me, sitting on my
butt, as he properly positioned my arms.  He began the deep massage, which
felt awesome. I could have gone to sleep, except my idol was sitting in his
underwear on top of my butt, and I could feel a big bulge resting against
my butt checks. He worked his way down my back, slowly kneading my flesh as
if I was dough. I moaned constantly. He was both rough and tender at the
same time.

He finally got off my butt and started working on my legs. He completely
got off the bed and pulled me towards him by pulling me by my ankles. Once
I was situated properly, my legs were spread far apart, and he started at
my ankles, going slowly up both legs. When his hands were at the top of
each thigh, his fingers touched my balls, sending tremors throughout my
body. I had the biggest erection of my whole life sticking into his bed. He
finally ended my back by massaging my butt, which also extended my arousal.

"Are you asleep? If not, turn over, buddy.", he said, and helped flip me
over on my back. I did not really want to lay down on my back, because I
knew I had a huge boner, huge for me anyway, but I did not resist. I was
like a sack of potatoes, completely at Jim's mercy, as he slid me back up
to the head of the bed. I saw him notice it, and saw him smile in
response. I checked him out in return, and saw a big tent in the front of
his briefs. "He must be huge", I thought to myself. "Maybe, I will get to
see it without his underwear on."

He sat down on me once again, over my raging hard on. I could feel our hard
penises rub together, as he started on my chest. Now that I could see him,
I was mesmerized as I looked at his body as he kneaded my flesh. I was in
heaven. He moved down to my stomach, and over the top of my underwear, and
I was moaning in ecstasy. He did not go lower, as I had hoped he would, but
pulled me down to the end of the bed, until my butt was at the end of the
bed. He held my left leg up, kneading it from ankle all the way up to lower
thigh, and finally reached my balls and hard penis.

I gasped as his fingertips hit my private parts, but there would be no way
I would have stopped him. He switched to the other leg and repeated his
previous actions. When he reached the top of my thigh, this time he grabbed
my hard penis through my underwear, and gently stroked it through the thin
material, causing me to groan even louder. He then raised both legs into
the air, resting my legs against his shoulders. My butt was lifted off the
bed by this new move, and I felt his hands go under me to my waist. In one
quick move, he had pulled my briefs down in the back, had lowered my legs
so that he could pull them all the way off. In another second, he dragged
me bodily to the end of the bed. My feet were flat on the floor, my butt
resting on the bed, and Jim was kneeling in front of me, between my legs.

My head was spinning. Was he going to do what I think he is? Then, before I
could think of anything else, he took my hard three and a half inch cock
into his mouth. I yelled out something indistinguishable, and grabbed hold
of the bedspread with both hands. I had played with myself before, but had
always quit before reaching orgasm. I guess I had always been scared of the
feelings I was getting. This time, I had no such worries. I was enjoying it
too much to want him to quit.

It didn't take long, and I felt my first orgasm beginning to build. I
didn't know what to expect, but soon I was writhing on the bed and my cock
was throbbing in his mouth. I didn't shoot anything that time, but it
wouldn't be far into the future when I would.

I lay back with my eyes closed for several minutes. Jim had gone to the
bathroom, but returned quickly. I felt something cold being rubbed onto my
anus, and then felt Jim's finger enter me. I was shocked, but was still too
much out of it to argue or try to stop him. He hit something inside of me,
which I now know is my prostate, and I felt better than ever. He finger
fucked me for several minutes, as I still lay with my eyes closed, enjoying
the new sensation.

I didn't open my eyes, as I felt my legs being lifted once more. My eyes
did fly open, when I felt the head of Jim's cock push against the opening
to my anus, and push in all the way. "Ow, Jim, stop it. It hurts. Take it
out!", I screamed.

"It will only hurt for a minute or two, Brian. Then you will feel really
good. My dick isn't very big, so you will get used to it in no time. Just
relax.", he said.

Relax? Is he kidding? I felt like I had a baseball bat shoved up my butt. I
started to scream, but Jim leaned over and kissed me hard on the mouth. I
tried to pull my face away from him, but he just put more pressure into his
kiss. Then, the pain went away, and I didn't resist any more. He didn't
stop the kiss, but he did pull out a little, and then push slowly back in,
hitting my prostate twice. I moaned, and started kissing back for the first
time.

Suddenly, I was hard once more, and enjoying the ride. Jim broke the kiss
and pulled my body higher up his hips, standing over me now, and started
pulling out all the way until just the head was still inside me, and slowly
pushing back in. We were both making moaning sounds now.  Once, he pulled
out all the way, and I eagerly tried to help him put it back in. This was
his first time being on top, and he didn't last very long, either. I
finally exploded once again, and the pressure from my orgasm brought him
off, also. He collapsed on top of me, and we lay together for several
minutes.

He finally pulled out of me, and used the towel he had brought with him to
clean me up. I finally opened my eyes, and he was staring down at me with a
big grin on his face. "Do you think you are going to like living in your
new neighborhood, Brian?", he asked, giggling.

I giggled back. "I think I am going to really love living here.", I
answered.

"Let's get dressed and go downstairs and get something to eat. I am always
starved after having sex. Then, if you want to, we can always come back
upstairs whenever you want to.", he added, pulling me to my feet.

We dressed in silence, and were just about to go downstairs, when he pulled
me to him and kissed me once more. I eagerly kissed him back. "I think we
are going to be really great friends, probably best friends. What do you
think?", he asked.

"I think so, too.", I answered, hugging him tight.

We did come back upstairs several more times that day. We also rode around
on our bikes, and he showed me around. He introduced me to several other
boys we saw, and I started to make new friends.

We became more than friends, we became lovers, and since we were both home
for summer vacation, we spent many nights at each other's house. More at
his than mine, since his parents bedroom was on the bottom floor, and mine
were closer to my bedroom, but we had fun at both houses.

After school started, we always made sure to go to bed at the same time. As
he had done my first night in my room, Jim always made sure to pose at his
window in nothing but his briefs.  Only now, I kept my light on and posed
for him in my own window. It was our way of saying good night to each
other. We each waved slightly, and shut off our lights at the same time. I
always went to sleep quickly, with a smile on my face, thinking about him.