Date: Sun, 04 Feb 2001 15:05:33 +0300
From: Ryan Thibault <myespion@mail.ru>
Subject: A Secret Between Four Friends

Note: This short story is a fantasy about four teenage boys doing gay acts
each other.  If you want to, you can turn back now.

My best friends, Michael Littlefield 15 sophomore, Sam Fellows 13
8th. grade, Ross Hiney 13 8th. grade and I, Ryan Thibault 15 sophomore were
the best of friends.  We had an idea that we were all gay when we started
to realize we were all physically attracted to each other and not to girls.
Even thought we knew this, we never came out of the closet.

The story begins with a hot afternoon.  We went to the beach having no
intention of doing anything except to cool off and socialize with each
other.  Then Ross had an idea of what we could do.

"Hey, let's all go to my house."

We all agreed to go because it wasn't that far away from where we were.
His parents were going to come home late that night.  We knew we would have
found something to do for the time.

When we reached Ross's house, Ross unlocked the front door.  We all raced
to Ross's bedroom where Ross locked the door.  The room felt hot, perfect
for what we were doing.  Ross wanted Sam for his partner because they have
been best friends longer than Michael or I.  That was fine because I wanted
Michael as my partner.  Before this, we only given each other a couple of
blow jobs at sleepovers we had over the few years we knew each other.  The
first blow job I got and received was when Michael and I were in the
seventh grade.

We both loved each other bodies, and we knew it because we told each other.
Michael's body was beautiful.  He had bleached his hair lightly so it was a
mixture of his dirty blonde hair and blonde.  He had a diamond stud in his
left ear, he was well tanned, he had quite a bit of body hair, and he was
5'6" and 115.  I had blonde hair, I was also well tanned. (We spent much of
our free time from May to what was then July 18th. at the beaches we lived
close to in North Carolina because that was a hot summer, and we had
nothing else to do.)  I had more body hair than Michael did, and I was at
the time 5'9" and 135.  I knew he loved my body because he said that to me
all the time.

Ross, Sam, Michael, and I were all on the bed.  Michael started to take off
my clothes.  He unbuckled my belt, took off my shorts, and took off my
T-shirt.  I did the same.  We were all down to our boxers within a few
minutes.

I said to Michael, "Michael, I'll give you the best bj you have ever
received."  Michael opened his legs, then I was on my knees, between his
legs, and I opened Michael's boxers and saw his cock.  It was about 6
inches of uncut cock.  I started to suck Michael's cock slowly.  His pecker
went into my throat.  Michael started to moan.  I gradually went faster,
and faster, and harder, and harder.  I knew Michael enjoyed the blow job I
was giving him.

When this was happening, Sam and Ross were coping us.  Ross was receiving a
blow job from Sam.  Sam sucked on Ross' pecker, Ross was moaning loader as
his blow job progressed.  I knew he would be released soon.

All of the sudden, Ross said, "Oh, Sam, I am going to cum, oh, oh ahhhhh."

Ross then released shot after shot of cum into Sam's mouth.  Sam was still
sucking his cock after Ross' orgasm.  Then he licked all of the cum that
was on Ross' pecker.

Michael was moaning faster and louder.  I felt his cock starting to throb.
I then sucked even faster.  He started to turn red, I felt his nuts to lift
into his body, and I knew he was going to release in my throat.

Michael screamed out loud, "Oh, oh, fuck! Oh, I am going to cum Ryan, I am
going to cu, ahhhh."

Michael then shot so much cum, I could not have swallowed all of it.  Holy
hell!  I even never cumed this hard before.  Michael was breathing so hard,
he almost fainted.  There, I released Michael, and he was done.

After a few minutes, Michael sat up, went between my legs, and kneeled.

I said to Michael, "Michael, open my boxers, and you will find a present."

Then Michael opened my boxers, grabbed my 6 1/2 inch cock and said, "Ryan,
it is a beautiful gift, and to give appreciation, I will give you a blow
job."

Michael then sucked my cock quickly.  I felt the back of his throat at my
head.  He loved what he was doing, he was almost born to give boys blow
jobs.  I knew I wasn't going to last no more than ten, twelve minutes.  We
were both sweating by now a lot, and we could not stop even if we wanted
to.  I felt I was going to cum soon, but I didn't, Michael kept sucking my
cock frantically.  Man, I was enjoying this!  I then felt I was going to
release because my balls were starting to lift up and my cock began to
throb.

I almost yelled when I said, "Michael, I am going to cum, oh, ohh, ohhhh,
ahhhhh."

My cock throbbed and I released a ton of cum.  My body was shaking
frantically.  This orgasm was one of the hardest I ever had.  After a few
minutes, Michael licked the rest of the cum he couldn't swallow.

After a few minutes, Michael spat on his dick and he turned me around.  We
then took off our boxers, and I kneeled, and pointed my but at him.

He said to me, "I want to be inside you.  Tell me if it hurts."

I said softly, "Okay."

Michael then slowly put his cock into me.  It didn't hurt as much as I
thought it would.

I demanded to him, "Ok Michael, fuck me the hardest you can!"

He started pounding his cock into me.  He was trying as hard as he could.
This felt sooo good to me.  I started to yip a little bit because Michael
was pounding into my prostrate gland.  As Michael was fucking me, I saw
Ross doing Sam, they probably did not knew what to do, so they copied us.
It looked so erotic, Ross was trying so hard to fuck Sam.  Ross started to
jerk unusually, and his balls were lifted up, so I knew he was releasing
inside Sam.

He almost screamed, "Sam, I am going to cum, ohhh, ohhhh."

He came probably four times into Sam.  He panted as he tried to catch his
breath.  Sam then spat on his cock, and he started to fuck Ross.

Michael was going to cum, and I knew it because his pecker was throbbing,
and his fucking was inconsistent.  He was breathing hard, and his balls
were scrunched up into his body.

Michael yelled, "Fuck Ryan, I am going to cum, oh, ohhh."

He then was released.  He came four or five times.  He knew he never came
so hard.  He almost fell back on top of Sam.  His orgasm triggered a small
release for me.

Speaking about Sam, he was fucking inside Ross like crazy.  I saw his face
turning red, and he breathing so hard, I thought he would pass out right
then and there.  It probably took only seven minutes before he had the
signs of cumming.  His balls were lifted into his body and he was red and
sweating uncontrollably.  His pecker looked like it was throbbing.

His yell signaled his release inside Ross, "Oh, oh fuck Ross, I can feel
it, I am going to cum right, ahhhhh."

Sam came so hard, he fell forward into Ross, but they stayed up.  Sam
breathed heavily, and his cock lodged out of Ross and Sam fell back unto
the bed.  Ross turned around and fell his sweaty body unto Sam's sweaty
body and started to kiss Sam.

I was aroused by this and wanted to fuck Michael so bad.  I lubricated my
pecker with my spit and I sticked my pecker in slowly into Michael.  I
fucked Michael hard.

Michael said, "Bring it on Ryan, fuck me hard."

I tried to fuck Michael as hard as I could.  I kept ramming as hard as I
could.  I kept pushing Michael's prostate gland because I could feel it,
and Michael yipped a little bit as soon as my cock was hitting it.  I kept
fucking Michael faster and faster and harder, and harder until I couldn't
hold on anymore.  Michael and I were sweating uncontrollably in the hot
room, my nuts were lifted up, and my body was all red.

"Holy hell Michael!  I am cumming, I am cumming, ohhh, ohhhhhhhhh!"

One more stroke, and my pecker came the hardest it probably will ever come.
It was as hard as Michael's orgasm when he fucked me.  I shot probably four
good shot of cum.  I then fell back the same way Sam did.  Michael fell on
me and turned around.

Michael so seductively, "Ryan, that was sooo good.  You are the best friend
I could ever have!"

I said, "Michael, I loved you the first time I met you in seventh grade.  I
knew we would be the best of friends."

It was 6:30 at that time.  We went to the house at 4:15.  We probably spent
the best two hours we had together since we met each other.  We rested in
Ross' room until dusk.  Sam, Ross, Michael, and I then all went to
Michael's house for a sleepover after we dressed ourselves.  When we left,
Ross wrote a letter that he would stay over at Michael's friends with the
four of us.  When we were at Michael's house, we ate pizza and then we went
to Michael's room and played video games until we took off all of our
clothes and slept on the bed.  We all had a secret between us.

Copyright February 2001 by Ryan Thibault

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