Date: Sat, 10 Jun 2006 02:17:15 -0600
From: Josh Harkema <simeon4110@hotmail.com>
Subject: peaking into a simple life chapter 4

"Okay Riley, I'll go to the upstairs bathroom, you use the one over there,"
I say as I motion to the bathroom door adjacent the TV.

"Sounds good," and without anything more he turns on his perfect legs and
walks toward the bathroom, my eyes watching his ass bounce the whole way
there. I'm not exactly sure that my mind has grasped the entirety of what
just happened; I just sucked off my best friend, the only person that I've
ever lusted after. And to top things off, he was the one that started it!
All this time I thought that he was straight and that if I even made the
smallest advance he would kick the shit out of me, or at least stop talking
to me. I'm not even sure which would be worse.

The sound of the front door opening breaks me out of my trance; Riley's
father must be home! I look at the floor in the living room and all I can
see is clothing, I look at the TV and the porn is still on, and then I look
at myself and notice that I'm still completely naked. Well, this is going
to be hard to explain, I think as I run around the room picking up clothing
and turning off the DVD player. Quickly switching it to something a little
less revealing before I bolt at a dead run for the stairs that lead to the
bedrooms. My heart pounds out of my chest until I close the door to my room
behind me and throw Riley and my clothes on the bed. Riley's clothes! Shit,
he's sitting in the bathroom downstairs with no clothes! How am I going to
fix this?

I wonder if there's an intercom to the bathroom downstairs, so I walk over
to the directory panel and look up `living room – bath' and dial the number
into the keypad:

"Riley?" I say as quietly as possible in case Mr. Scott is nearby.

"Shit Mike, I thought you wouldn't notice that you had my clothing, I think
he's gone to his room so can you please bring me some clothes?" Mike's
voice is practically pleading over the intercom.

"Mike! Riley! Are you home?" I hear Mr. Scott shouting from the basement,
shit! What am I going to do? I grab Riley's clothing and go to the basement
to see where Mr. Scott is located in the house, as I get to the bottom of
the stairs it looks like to coast is clear. So I go to the bathroom door
and quietly knock,

"Riley, are you in there?"

"Yeah," he says as the door opens. "Do you have my clothes?" I hand him his
clothing, "thank god! You are such a life saver, now go and distract my
father."

I walk into the kitchen to see if I can find Mike's dad, he doesn't seem to
be anywhere that I can see, so I go upstairs and notice that the door to
his room is closed, maybe he's changing. So I take the opportunity to go to
my room and sort out what just happened; I just had my dream come true. I
may not have known that I am gay for too long, but now that I do, it's nice
to realize it with my best friend. I had absolutely no idea that Mike was
gay, let alone that he had done things with another guy. Why hadn't he told
me?

"Mike?" Riley is knocking on my door.

"Come in man," I say as he opens the door. "Fuck that was close, he has
such horrible timing."

"Yeah like he wasn't home for 2 days and then all of a sudden when we
didn't want him to be here he shows up." I exasperate.

"I know, so you're not going to tell anyone about what happened are you?"

"No, why would I?"

"I don't know, but I have a reputation to maintain." He says, almost
distantly "and I'm not gay Riley, I just like to have a `hand's free'
orgasm every once and awhile."

"What? You mean that this is nothing more than `hand's free' orgasms? Mike
I think I'm gay, and I want more than that with you." The surprise of what
he had to say knocking all sense out of me, I shouldn't have told him that.

"God Riley, you're not gay, and if you are don't ever talk to me again! I'm
not going to be friends with any faggots." Mike spits venomously.

"Well, if that's how you think I better catch a flight back home."
Dejected, I say every word while looking at the floor. "I'm just going to
start to pack if you would like to leave."

"Riley, c'mon man, you're not gay..."

"Yes I am Mike! And I can't help it so you're either going to be my friend
or not, now will you let me pack so I can get my faggot ass out of your
cabin!" I yell, losing all control.

"C'mon Riley, just stay, I didn't mean what I said," Mike starts walking
closer to me and I almost welcome his touch, but I can't, not after what he
said about not being friends with a faggot.

"Mike, you don't want this, you already said that you didn't and I don't
think I can be just friends with you anymore, not after what just
happened." By this time Mr. Scott must have heard all the yelling because
he was at the door to the room.

"Guy's is everything okay in there?"

"Yes!" we both yell simultaneously.

"Its okay dad, we're going to be okay. We're just having a conversation."
Replies Mike then he quietly says, "Riley, I don't care that you're gay, at
least we can have some fun." Then he flashed that killer mischievous grin,
melting my resolve.

"But that's not what you just said; you told me that you wouldn't be
friends with a faggot, why are you changing your mind?" I ask as tears
start to come to my eyes.

"I was surprised that you would say something like that, it's hard to
finally admit something so personal after you've been trying to hide it for
so long." Those damn puppy dog eyes always melt my resolve.

"That's no excuse," It's all I could get out, I just can't be mad at him.

"Well, I still consider you a friend even if you are gay, hell, it might be
fun to keep you around." He says as that mischievous grin cracks his lips
again. He starts moving towards me again, and as soon as he's within arms
reach I pull him into the tightest embrace I can muster. He doesn't resist
so I turn my head towards him, finding his lips right where they should be
I tenderly feel his cheek with my own. I can feel his breathing become
deeper as I move my lips to his, kissing another body for the very first
time. It's almost as if he's surrendering himself to me as his lips part,
allowing the intrusion of my hungry tongue.

This perfect moment seems to last forever as I probe his mouth with my
tongue and feel his back and chest with my fingertips, slowly probing every
inch of the prize that I have longed after for so long. The tears continue
to roll down my face as my kissing becomes more involved, I push deeper and
deeper into the forbidden recesses of Mike's mouth. As I begin to lose
myself in the passion of my first kiss Mike turns me around, I find myself
lying on my bed before I realize what's going on. Mike is lying on top of
me pushing the kiss to even further levels he pulls his lips from mine and
immediately dives down into my neck, kissing and sucking in a way that
almost made me erupt into my pants. I pull him off of me and plant my lips
firmly back on his.

"Riley," Mike says as he temporarily breaks the kiss "why haven't we been
doing this forever?"

"I don't know," I breath attempting to connect with his lips, I miss and
begin kissing his neck, eliciting a moan of pleasure. I decide to take this
a little further and slip my fingers under his t-shirt, allowing him to sit
up as I remove it and reveal his perfect body. I bring my body up to meet
his sucking on his nipple as a calf would swallow its mothers. Mike moans
in pleasure as I increase the amount of suction. He pulls my shirt from my
body and the flesh on flesh contact ignites my skin into a flame of
passion. I fall back onto the bed and in less time than it takes to draw a
breath his lips are on mine, kissing and sucking at a feverish pace. I need
his body on mine; I take of his flesh like a man dying of thirst. The kiss
seems to last forever.

"Riley, this is amazing" Mike breathes out in between breaks in our
passion, "take off your pants." He says as he unstradles my chest allowing
me to undo my belt and pants removing my boxers and all in one fell
swoop. I grab at his belt buckle and before he has a chance to object we
are both naked on my bed. I fall on top of his smooth body and begin
kissing him again. He lie's underneath me accepting my hungry kiss with his
welcome lips, I move lower once again suckling on his now erect nipples. I
kiss and lick every part of his firm, toned chest until I find myself
licking his pubic bone, and finding his hand on top of my head, pushing me
still lower. "Oh god," he moans breathily as my tongue begins to caress his
cock head. He moans louder still as I pull his whole cock into my mouth
feeling his pubic hair brushing against my nose.

"Fuck Riley, you have to stop that or I'm gonna cum," he moans.

"I want you to cum," I say as I pull off of his dick for a moment, only to
fall back onto it again with even more gusto.

"Oh fuck" he cries as his hips begin to buck in time to my sucking motions,
"I'm gonna cum." Mike cries, as he pulls my lips from his dick, planting
them once again on his lips. "Stop, I need to last longer than that. How
the hell did you get so good at that, aren't you a virgin?"

"Yeah, I just do what I think I would want someone to do to me." I say as I
begin kissing him again.

"Well your damn good, now give me a chance to suck you," and without any
more preamble he wraps his lips around my cock in heavenly perfection. His
mouth begins to bring me to new levels of pleasure and before I even know
what's going on I'm ready to blow

"Stop," I say as I pull his head from my groin. "that's too much."

"Okay, do you want to try something else?"

"What?" I ask, not really caring what it is that he wants.

"Roll onto your stomach and spread your legs apart."

"Okay," I find myself saying even though I'm not exactly sure about what's
going to come. It's Mike, and as long as he's doing it I don't really care
what's going to happen. So I roll over onto my stomach and spread my legs
apart as Mike positions himself behind me.

"This is going to hurt a little, but I'll go slow." He says with a hungry
note to his voice. "Are you ready?"

"As long as you're the one doing it, I'm ready for anything." And without
anything else I feel a slimy finger pushing against my asshole, the feeling
of it is amazing it drives me to a whole new level of pleasure. "Yes!" I
cry as his finger slips inside of me hitting something that makes my whole
body give a shiver of pleasure.

"Now you're lubed up, are you ready for my cock?"

"Fuck me Mike! Stop asking questions and fuck me!" I shout, delirious from
the feeling of his finger hitting my prostate.

"Okay, if you're sure." Mike says as he puts his body closer to mine and
positions his dick with my hole, "this is probably going to hurt." He says
as he applies some pressure and the head of his dick slips past my
sphincter.

"Ohhh," I moan as the pain hits me, it feels like I'm going to be split in
two. But he doesn't stop his intrusion until I feel his pelvis resting
against my butt cheeks. "Mike, that's amazing, fuck me hard!" I yell, and
he obliges my request pulling in and out of my ass at a cut through
pace. Eventually the pain passes and the pleasure begins. "Roll me onto my
back Mike I want to see your face," I ask.

"Okay," Mike says as he disengages, allowing me to roll onto my back before
he shoves his cock deep into my ass again.

"Fuck!" I scream at the newly gained penetration, "harder!" And without
another word, Mike starts working for the home run, fucking me as hard as
his fourteen year old body will allow. Before long I feel his body begin to
tense up, and a couple of strokes later I feel his dick pulsing in my ass
as he drops his load deep within me. "Don't pull out," I say as I start
stroking my dick to a quick finish, all over my chest.