Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2001 05:03:45 +0800
From: Kel Marvel <king@umpire.com>
Subject: sex with best friend 7 (young friends)

Story By: Max
Told By:  Max

            Sex With Best Friend 7
---------------------experimenting

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Please don't read if you are under age, not supposed to, your head is
chopped off, you are being stalked, or just don't want to. ;-)
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    Tony watched a few more seconds, then left. 'I wonder what I am
now. Does this make me gay? Bisexual? What?' Tony thought to himself. He
set off to Bobby's house. He wanted to do a little "experiment" on him, to
see if Bobby would let him be his boyfriend. He really liked Bobby. Bobby
was a 12 year old friend of his. They chilled together alot. Bobby wasn't a
bad looking guy. He had brown eyes, brown hair with dyed blond streaks
through it, a few muscles, and a 6-pack on the way. Tony realized that he
now wanted a friend. A boyfriend, that is. It was weird for him, because he
had been straight for as long as he can remember, and now all of a sudden
he was wanting a boyfriend.

*Knock knock knock* Tony was at Bobby's house.  The door opened.

"Hey Tony! Come in, dude!" Bobby said to him.

"Thanks." Tony accepted.

"What have you been up to?" Bobby asked.

"Not much, just slept over at Max's house last night."

"Did ya have fun?"

"Well, yeah, in a twisted sorta way."

"That's good. So what do ya wanna do?"

"Let's go to your room." Tony suggested.

"Ok, but I warn you, it'll look like a tornado hit! And whatever you do,
stay away from the closet. If you open it... Avalanche!"

They both laughed. They went and opened the door to a nice room. The room
didn't look anything like Bobby said it would.

"My mom musta cleaned it. That's comming outta my allowance, for sure! But
I'm serious about the closet, man." Bobby joked. Tony sat down on Bobby's
bed.

"Come here, I gota tell you something." Tony said, getting ready for
whatever was to come. Bobby came and sat next to him.

"Bobby, I came over here... well, I came to..." Tony moved his head closer
to Bobby's. Bobby looked at Tony with a confused look. As Tony's lips were
less than an inch apart from Bobby's, Bobby jumped back.

"I, uh, I gotta go." Tony ran out of the room.

"Tony, WAIT!" Bobby screamed. Tony was long gone. Bobby changed out of his
dirty clothe and put on fresh ones. He then went to Tony's house which was
1 block away.

*Ding Dong* Bobby rang the doorbell. No answer.

*Ding Dong* *Ding Dong* Still, no answer.

"Crap." Bobby muttered. He slowly turned and walked home.

   (((((((______------*------______)))))))
             BOBBY'S POINT OF VIEW
   (((((((______------*------______)))))))

I was watching TV. Someone knocked on the door. I turned off the TV and
answered. It was Tony. Me and Tony hung out a lot. I always snuck looks at
him when he wasn't looking. He was a good looking guy!

"Hey, Tony! Come in, dude!" I said to him. He said thanks and came in. I
asked him what he's been up to and we started talking about a sleepover he
had last night with some dude named Max. He said that he had fun in a
twisted way. I asked him what he wanted to do, and he said that he wanted
to go to my room. I made jokes about my room, then we went up to it. To our
surprise, my mom cleaned it before she went to the supermarket. I made more
jokes and then Tony sat on my bed. He asked me to come and sit next to
him. I did. 'Could this be the moment I've been waiting for?' I thought to
myself. He said that he came over to-- he paused. He started to get closer
to me, like people do before they kiss. Holy crap! This hott guy was trying
to kiss me! Would I do it right? Would we use tongues? I thought of all
kind of stuff at once. I jumped back for no apparent reason, and then Tony
said he had to go. Shit! That was the last thing I wanted him to do. I gave
him the wrong reaction. I was so screwed!

"Tony, WAIT!" I screamed out, but he totally ignored me. He ran out and
didn't even look back. Crap! I changed and went to his place.  I rung the
bell about 3 times. Either he wasn't home, or he just didn't wanna answer
the door for me. "Crap." I mumbled to myself. I turned and went home,
ashamed of myself. Maybe when I see him again, I'll give him the reaction I
wanted to give him this time.

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Thanks!    -Max

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