Date: Sun, 04 May 2003 18:46:21 -0500
From: Remix028 ~ * ~ <static382@mindless.com>
Subject: sex with best friend 23

HEY GUYZ, I KNOW THAT THIS CHAPTER WAS SUPPOSED TO BE "Sex With Best Friend
22B- Side 2" BUT I CHANGED MY MIND. IT WAS BASICALLY GOING TO TELL "Side 1"
ALL OVER AGAIN, BUT FROM MAX'S POINT OF VIEW. INSTEAD, I DECIDED TO
JUST.. MOVE ALONG WITH THE STORY. HERE IT IS!      -Max

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Max - 13 years old, good build (not overly muscular) from years of sports
with Alex, 6 pack, brown messy hair, brown eyes, hot tan, sexy smile, broad
shoulders, nice dresser. Into sports, music, horoscopes and love. Secretly
dates Alex. Friends with Tonio and Bobby. HAS A NEW FRIEND he rescued from
freezing, named Corey. Has a 7" cock when hard.

Alex - 14 years old, great build, 6 pack from sports, dirty blonde messy
hair, deep blue eyes, sexy smile, killer tan. Interested in soccer and
guys. Secretly dates Max. Friends with Bobby and Tonio.

Tonio - 12 years old, good build, killer smile, sky blue eyes, sexy voice,
developing 6 pack from gym workouts and sports, nice tan, blonde spiky
hair. Into dirt bikes, go-karts... anything with wheels. Secretly dates
Bobby. Good friends with Max and has a new friend, Alex.

Bobby - 12 years old, brown eyes, brown hair w/ blonde highlights, muscular
(but not overly so) from school sports, developing 6 pack. Into traveling,
having fun and living life to the fullest. Secretly goes out w/
Tonio. Friends with Max and Alex through Tonio.


Corey - 14 years old, green eyes, dark brown hair (almost black), rock hard
body, defined muscles, showing 6-Pack, sexy chest, has an 8" cock when
hard. Neglectful childhood and abusive homelife has hardened him into a
tough, take-no-shit kid.



                    Sex With Best Friend 23
                    ----------Action Packed


   Corey woke up lying on his back. He looked around the room, trying to
figure out where he was. It took him a few minutes to remember that he was
staying over at someone's house. He staggered to his feet and looked around
the room. He saw the clock, which read 9:24am. He looked over at Max, who
was sound asleep. He was on his back with the covers down to his belly
button. His upper body was fully exposed to anyone who looked his way. Then
Corey noticed a little orange hairball next to Max. It was a cat.

   Corey stopped staring at Max as he realized it was disgusting.

  'I'm straight,' he repeated over and over again in his head, after
recalling his dream the previous night. 'This place is strange, I'm
thinking of things I've never thought of before, and for no reason.' He was
truly confused. He turned his back to Max, and put his hands over his face.

-

  "Did you sleep good?" I asked Corey when I woke and saw him standing at
the foot of my bed. I sat up and Corey turned to look at me. Jeez, he is
gorgeous. Firm body, defined, everything.

  "Yea, I guess," he started, "and there's an oversized rat beside you."  I
looked and saw Champ sleeping beside me.

  "Champ ain't no rat, you betta reca-nize!" I smiled at Corey, who smirked
back. Just then, Corey noticed the line of stiches on my side, where I had
surgery.

  "What happened to you?" he asked with a kinda disgusted look on his face.

  "Car accident, a couple weeks ago. I was dead for 2 whole minutes before
they brought me back. Kinda scary." I looked down at my wound, frowning a
little. Corey sat on the foot of the bed and shifted to sit looking toward
me.

  "So... What's it like to die? I sorta.. have a feeling that it won't be
long before it's my turn." Hearing him say those words to me made my heart
sink. I looked over at him and said;

  "Hey, don't think like that, man! Things will get better for you,
promise."  There was a momentary pause before he spoke again.

  "I still don't know why you're bein' so damn nice to me," he said,
looking like he's never been more puzzled in his life.

  "Yea well, I just wanted to help. I'm sure you would've done the same for
me." I smiled.

  "What tha hell you talkin bout? Yo ass woulda froze, boi!" he laughed,
and I laughed too. Just then, the phone rang. I reached over to the counter
beside my bed and picked up the phone.

  "Yo," I talked into the reciever.

  "Hey babe! Wassup?" Alex said to me. I smirked.

  "Hey ba--" I stopped in mid-sentence when I remembered Corey was in the
room. "--aaaooy, wassup?" I asked.

  "Max, you okay?" I could tell he was concerned. Corey was rubbing the
cat's stomach, who was scratching at his hand constantly. Champ playfully
bit and scratched and kicked at Corey's hand, while Corey smiled down on
the animal. It was amazing to me that someone who came from such a cruel
homelife could turn out so nicely. This made me smile to myself.

  "....coming over." Was all I heard when I snapped out of my daze. The
phone went dead and I knew he was coming. I hung up and watched the 2 play.

  "That was quick. who was it?" he asked, wiping his hand on his boxers.

  "That was.. a friend. He's coming over." I replied. I stood up and walked
to the window. I opened the blinds and the light shone through. I stretched
and yawned, and turned to see Corey sliding into his pants.

  "Where are you going?" I asked him. He buttoned his pants and walked over
to me.

  "I gotta go home. Have things to do." he told me while looking for his
shirt. He grabbed it and stood, looking at me.

  "Why are you going back there?"

  "I can't stay here, now can I? My dad's probably passed out, so I'm going
to get my stuff and I'm gonna crash in this warehouse I know of." He put on
his tank top and stepped into his shoes. I just couldn't let him do this.

  "C'mon, man, you don't have to go back there, let me help you out." I was
trying to convince him, but his mind was made up.

  "Look dude, thanks for everything, but I can make it on my own. How old
are you anyway?"

  "13. Be 14 before long." I said. He smiled at me.

  "Thanks, but no thanks. I can handle myself. I'll figure out what to do."
He was fully dressed by now and he was headed for the door. I slipped on a
tank top and I walked with him. He got to the back staircase and turned to
me.

  "I guess I'll see ya when I see ya." he told me, extending his hand. I
took it, and he wrapped his free arm around me. We hugged and shook hands
for a split second and broke up. Then I remembered. My mind powers.

  Well, they weren't exactly powers, they were just, strange
coincidences. But what better time for practice than now? I tried to focus
on Corey, but it didn't seem to work.

  "Well, if anything happens, I know where to find you, aight?" he
asked. His eyebrows were cocked, and he was smiling. I nodded, and walked
him to the glass doors. He left and I was standing there watching him
leave. He has a nice ass.

   *BANG BANG BANG BANG* there were knocks at the front door.

  I walked through the den, past the living room and to the front door,
which was right by the front staircase. I opened it to see the awesome face
of my beloved. Alex.

  He walked in and hugged me like he hadn't seen me in years.

 "What was up with you on the phone?" he asked me as we walked upstairs to
my room.

  "Nothin, I .. dropped the phone."

  "Oh, ok," he said as we entered my room. He saw the snacks and the
sleeping bag, then turned to look at me.

  "Who else been here?" he asked me, taking off his jacket and looking a
little suspicious. I sat down, taking back off my shirt.

  "A new friend." I told him matter-of-factly.

  "A new friend? That's all you're gonna tell me?" he asked, still looking
suspicious.

  "Well, its a long story, but to make it short, he had nowhere to go, I
stopped him from freezing outside last night, and he stayed here. He's gone
now." I told him, who was now sitting beside me on the bed.

  "Thats just like you, Max, always helping people. One of these days, it's
gonna get you killed." He smiled at me, I smiled at him, and we moved in
for the kiss....

   We Scored!!

  We kissed for a few minutes, and Alex was getting comfortable, because he
started adjusting himself for more. I broke the kiss, leaving Alex begging
for more.

  "Why you gotta treat me like dat??" he whined, and I laughed.

  "Ok, Alex, I wanna try something on you."

  "Anything babe, anything." he smirked that sexy Alex smirk.

  "Ok Alex, now just sit there." I told him. He was smiling back at me,
looking at my half-naked body. I wanted to try and see if I really had
powers or not. I concentrated really hard. While looking into Alex's eyes,
I said to myself; "Alex, I want you to take off your shirt."

  No response.

   I had to try again. "Alex, take off your damn shirt!!" I screamed in my
mind, and I got a sudden headrush. I shut my eyes and rubbed my head, and
when I looked back up, Alex was taking off his shirt.

  Either it worked or HE was the one with the mind reading power.

  "Now Alex, why did you take off your shirt?" I asked him, smiling.

  "I dunno, it just felt right, and plus, I want you, so bad, boy.." he
told me. I smiled and we kissed some more. Our tongues fought for what
seemed like forever, until he ended up taking his pants off and stripping
to his boxers. He climbed on top of me, and we humped our cocks into each
other. It felt soooo damn good, you have NO idea. I kicked my boxers off
and Alex did the same to his, so now we were just humping and kissing. It
was wonderful. It didn't take long before I was ready to shoot. Alex got
off of me just before that unstoppable sensation hit. Naturally, I was
pissed.

  He spit on my cock after locking my door, and I got all the way on the
bed. He then straddled my chest, and slowly sat on my rock. It felt so
good! DAMN you JUST don't KMOW!! After I was all the way in, he laid back,
so his legs were extended by my head, and his head was at the foot of the
bed.

He propped himself up with his left hand and jacked himself with his
right. This position felt SOOO DAMN GOOD, but I couldn't really pump his
ass. So I moved back and forth, or as much as I could, to get even more
feeling out of it. It was the greatest sex I've had to date. We had to keep
quiet because of my parents, so we were just breathing heavily. I reached
down with my right hand, grabbed Alex's dick and stroked it. He was bucking
back and forth and it was great. It felt so good.

   Before long, I jammed my cock in and out of the tight asshole it was
trapped in and was ready to let it flow. My eyes were clenched shut and I
heard Alex's breaths, loud and sexy. I was jacking him furiously now, and
we both shot at the same time. I felt load after load come through me,
engulfing Alex's ass. I felt a little ooze out. Alex shot EVERYWHERE, all
over the both of us. We were really sweaty and out of breath. He jumped up,
my cock plopping out of him, and laid on me, our cocks now on top of one
another. We made out for what seems like forever before we had to break it
up.


  "That was excellent," Alex told me.

  "Damn right it was," I said back. He rested his head on my chest and
rubbed up and down my side, when he aggravated one of my stitches. The pain
was sharp and quick, sending vibes through me.

  "OUCH, DAMMIT!" I yelped, and Alex jumped up. We both looked and saw that
I was bleeding from 2 of my stitches. It hurt like hell.

  "Aww man, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to," Alex whined, and I hurried to
my dresser and pulled out he anit-biotics the doctor told me to use if
anything was to happen to my stitches. I wiped the blood and rubbed some
gel stuff over my cut. I bandaged it again, and the pain went away.

  "Dude, I'm seriously sorry," Alex told me with fear and concern in his
eyes. I smirked at him.

  "Don't worry about it, man, I'm fine." I told him. "I need a shower,
wanna join?" I offered, but he declined while slipping into his clothes.

  "Oh, so you came for a quickie?" I asked him, smiling, making him double
over in laughter. I laughed too.

   "You know I wouldn't do that, I just gotta go home and take my shower,
then do my damned chores. I'll be back." he told me. Before I could get my
boxers and tank top back on, he was fully dressed. I walked him to the
door.

   "Bye babe," he told me before walking out the door.

   "You want a ride?" I screamed to him, but he declined, saying that he
didn't have time to wait for me to take a shower. Besides, it would make
him hard all over again. We laughed a little and I went back inside to the
bathroom. I washed up, thinking about Alex^Å then my thoughts drifted to
Corey. I wanted to go check on him. For some strange reason, I felt like I
was his only hope.

  I dried off and dressed in a white muscle shirt, brown pants and white
old nike's. I threw on my black jacket and cap, threw an extra cap in my
pocket, then went downstairs. I got my moped key off the kitchen counter
and went through the sliding glass doors in my den. I started my moped and
went through the wooden gate, speeding down the street.

   Before I knew it, I was back at that old alley where I found Corey. I
drove past it, continuing down the street. I didn't know where Corey was
from, but I had enough gas to look for him. With all my wandering and
searching, I got to this big, abandoned warehouse. It was about 4 stories
high, old looking and tattered. It was a brick building which was located
deeper into the nasty community. `

This might've been where Corey was going,' I thought to myself.

   I drove my moped through the opening at the bottom of the building, and
noticed that the inside was like a parking stadium. That's what this
building used to be, a parking place. I drove through the first floor, my
engine echoing through the empty space. Then I went up the ramp to the
second floor, and circled around twice. Nothing. I heard noises when I
stopped to rest. It sounded like struggling, almost like a fight. I was
about to get the hell outta there, but I heard a familiar voice. Corey's.

  "Eerr, OW!" I heard him squealch. I reaved my engine and took off to the
next floor.I was going up the ramp when the noises got louder. I parked my
moped at the front of the ramp and got off. I ran towards the noises. I
found a room, about the size of a bedroom, near by. It looked like it used
to be an old office, with a tattered desk and couch with holes through
it. There wasn't a lot of light, though. I was standing in the entrance,
when I saw 2 shadowy figures kneeling over a boy, pinning him into the cold
concrete floor.

   "This is OUR space, boy!! You got me?" The big boy on top roared into
the other kid's face. I looked around him and saw Corey, his nose bloody,
his face furious. I saw a pile of clothes and such on the opposite wall,
which must've been Corey's. I looked around, frantic, and found a long,
flat, thick piece of wood. I picked it up and swung with all my might at
the enemy's leg. He tripped and hit his head on the floor. I couldn't
believe how hard I hit the guy. When he rolled over onto his back, I could
see that he looked to be about 17 or 18, and he was PISSED.

  The other guy in the room stood up and looked at me, like he wanted to
kill me. I was scared shitless, but I stood my ground.

  "Leave him tha hell alone!" I said to the bully with a threatening voice,
my face twisted . He walked slowly towards me and drew back his
fist. Before he could swing at me, Corey grabbed him from behind and threw
him into the wall. I heard something snap, and the bully cried that his
nose was broken. The one I hit with the wood was back up then, and he
hopped towards us, with surprising speed. This guy had muscles to die for,
but too bad he was wanting to use them to kill me!

   Me and Corey ran out the door and to the ramp, where my running moped
was waiting. Before I knew what happened, I was swept off the ground and I
fell hard. The bigger guy who I hit had grabbed my leg and tripped me. He
was about to stomp on me when Corey tackled him. They both fell to the
ground. I looked over at them.

   "YOU ASSHOLE!" Corey screamed as he pounded the guy again and again in
the face. The guy grunted, then threw Corey off of him with amazing
force. Corey swung to the ground a couple feet away. The muscle guy was
coming after him.

-

   I was lying there, stumbling to my feet after regaining my breath, when
I was kicked hard in my side. I coughed and collapsed onto the cold
floor. It was the broken nose guy. He looked to be about 16 years old. He
didn't have a lot of muscles to show off, but he had enough. I could handle
him. I rolled over and climbed to my feet. When I tried to stand up
straight, the pain came back to my stomach. I kneeled over a little and saw
the nose guy coming toward me. He punched at me, but I moved out of his
path. I stood straight and ran towards him. He turned and was now looking
at me, and I jumped and kicked him with my left foot in the stomach, and
while in mid-air, I brought my right foot around and kicked him in the
upper chest. I had no idea I could do that, but now I did! He fell to the
ground, holding himself in pain. He was shaking and trying to get back
up. I could tell that he wanted more.

-

   Corey got up quickly and bounced around in his fighting stance, and the
big guy was smirking an evil smirk as he swung at Corey twice. Corey moved
quickly, dodging the hits, and then swung at the bigger guy. He got him
right on the lip. It popped, then Corey ran over and kicked the guy in the
stomach. The guy crouched in pain, and Corey upper-cutted him on the
chin. The guy fell backwards with a plop. It was obvious he wasn't getting
back up for a while. Corey grinned to himself, then spit on his attacker.

-

   "Get up, bitch!" I taunted him. He swung his feet, tripping me, and then
hopped up. I was on my back and he ran over to my side. He brought his foot
up to stomp me, and I rolled out of his path. The stomp was hard and firm,
sending an echoed `thump' through the building. I got up and tried to kick
him with my left foot in the stomach, but he grabbed my foot. He threw me
upward, and I did a backward flip, kicking him in the lip with my right
foot. It was time to land, but I didn't know how (I'd never actually
practiced this move), and it caused me to stumble onto the floor. The guy I
was fighting was getting back up now, and I retreated from his path. He
punched at me and I dodged, and I punched him twice in the lower stomach,
then in the face. He fell down with a thud.

  I noticed Corey staring at me, like he couldn't believe what just
happened.

  "Don't stand there, man! Let's go!" I screamed, running toward the
moped. He followed close behind. We jumped on and screeched down the ramps
and we stopped at the exit. I gave him the cap I had in my pocket, then we
zoomed down the street. I took the back way to my house.

  "What the hell was that back there? You were like the fuckin' matrix or
something!" he screamed over the motor in my ear.

  "Believe me, I'm still trying to figure out how the hell I did that,
man!" I screamed back. We were almost to my house, and on the way there, we
passed Alex. I couldn't stop because I was going too fast, but when I
looked in my rear view mirror, I saw him stop on the sidewalk, staring at
us zoom down the street.

  I had the feeling that he was going to be pissed.

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