SLEEPOVER
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     We lived in a house in an older section of Jacksonville. The house was
divided into two halves. The front of the house had an window air
conditioner. The back half of the house wasn't air conditioned. A hallway
door separated the front from the back. Boy, on some nights, it really got
hot.
    Especially, that night I had my first sleep over.
    Grant was a friend of mine. A neighbor boy from Canada, he was a little
younger than me, barely 14 then, with black hair and green eyes. He was
smart and funny. I was 15 and, together, we made a great friendship. We
were both curious boys who enjoyed each other's company.
    I had known Grant for about six months when he asked if he could sleep
over at my place for the week-end. It sounded like fun. Grant arrived right
after dinner and we spent the evening watching TV. At about 11 P.M., we
decided to go to bed. My mom had already gone to bed and my dad was away on
business as he traveled often. We both went into my room and started to get
ready for bed. I pulled out my usual pajamas and Grant looked at me funny.
    "Why do you wear those long pajamas?" Grant asked me.
    "What do you mean?" I asked, not knowing that there was anything else.
    Grant pulled out a pair of shorts. "My pajamas are shorty shorts.
They're cool and really comforatable."
    I started to watch as he unbuckled his pants and slid them down,
showing his long slender legs and white underpants. He slipped his shorty
pajamas on and took his shirt off.
    I realized then that I had a hard on through my jeans.
    "Well, it looks like you enjoy them," he said, pointing at my crotch.
    I turned beat red and giggled.
    "Don't worry. Mine does that, too," Grant said, trying to make me feel
easier. "Take your pants off and let's see if it's as big as it looks."
    I unzipped my jeans and slipped them down. My underpants stuck way out,
showing my bigger than usual boner. We both looked at Grants pajamas as
they started to grow as well.
    I slipped my pajamas on but stayed bare chested, as Grant did. I didn't
want him to feel awkward.
    I had two twin beds in the corner of my bedroom, set up in the corner
so that they touched at the head. We both crawled into separate beds and
talked for about an hour when Grant said he wanted to go to the kitchen for
a drink.
    We both go up and walked over to the door. Grant turned to me with a
wicked smile.
    "I've got an idea. Let's see if we can sneak into the kitchen naked!"
    I have to admit that the thought of seeing his smooth body without
clothes excited me and I quickly agreed. We both stripped off our pajamas
and underwear and, cluthing them in our hands, slipped out of my room,
walking down to the kitchen.
    I remember the house being dark and just a small amount of light,
mostly from nightlights, shown through the hallway. I watched as Grant's
slim, smooth body stayed in front of me, his beautiful butt wiggling as he
walked.
     When we got there, Grant looked down and noticed that his peter had
gotten even harder. He giggled and then used his hard dick as a sort of
coat rack, hanging his pajamas on it. I did the same, feeling really
strange now, but excited.
    We both opened the refrigerator door and I noticed Grant's body in the
bright light. He was beautiful. His round butt pointed towards me as he
leaned over to get a coke.
    We both stood there, staring at each other in the bright light of the
refrigerator. I closed the door and suddenly, it was dark agian. What
happened next I had never done with anyone before, although I had thought
about it often. I felt Grant's hand on my peter.  I found myself reaching
over to feel him. Our pajamas fell off as we felt each other's hard peters
for several minutes.
    We were standing there in the kitchen playing with ourselves,
discovering a new world when we finally realized that we were breathing
pretty heavy. Standing in the middle of the kitchen like that, I guess we
both started to feel a little too exposed. We stopped feeling ourselves up
and finished our drinks and soon were back in my bedroom.
    "I'm just going to wear underwear....no pajamas," Grant said, as he
slipped his briefs back on and slid under the covers.
     "Me too," I said. As I started to climb into my bed, Grant pulled his
blanket back and patted the bed. "Why don't you come over here for a while?
We can talk."
     That's all I needed. I crawled into his bed and felt his warm body
next to mine.
     We lay there, facing each other, talking for a long time, or so it
seemed. I got tired and I guess I nodded off. I don't know how long I was
asleep but when I awoke, I noticed that Grant's hand had slipped down to my
underwear and he was once again feeling me up. My boner was as hard as a
rock and I was enjoying the feeling.
     He slipped my underwear down in front and my hard peter slapped his
thigh.  He brought his hand up to his face and licked his hand, letting it
go back down to my dick. He started to jack me off, his wet hand feeling
really good. I started to moan.
    After several minutes, I started to breath heavy again like I had in
the kitchen. Then, I felt like something wonderful was going to happen.
Then it did.
     "Ohhh.." I groaned as I started to cum. I grabbed onto Grant's
shoulders and started to thrust my hips towards Grant as I felt myself
shooting onto his belly. It was my first orgasm. It felt wonderful.
    Grant let go of my cock and looked into my eyes.
    "So, what do you think?" he said with a smile.
    I didn't answer him with words. I slipped my hand down to his underwear
and started to feel his hard peter. Grant closed his eyes and moaned.
     "Man, that's good," he whispered. I pulled his underwear down to his
thighs and felt his dick thrust out towards my crotch. I brought my hand up
to my mouth and wet it like he did his. He looked at me and smiled as I
brought my hand down to his cock and started to jack him off as he had done
with me.
     Grant started to move and squirm in the bed. He was really getting
into this. I felt his hand reach around me and feel my butt.
     Grant suddenly tensed up and moaned, "Here it cums." His peter started
to squirt quarts of cum all over my chest and stomach. It felt cool to be
making my friend feel so good.
     After he had stopped, I got up and went over and got a T-shirt from my
desk drawer and sat on the side of Grant's bed, cleaning both our stomachs
off. I then pulled my underwear back on and climbed into my own bed and we
both fell asleep.
     The next morning, we both awoke and found a note in the kitchen,
written by my mom, telling us she had gone shopping and would be gone until
around noon. Without talking, we both ran back to my room, throwing off our
pajama bottoms and jumping into bed, pulling the covers over our underwear
clad bodies.
     Grant's warm body curved to my back. I could feel his hard-on poking
out of the front of his underwear, fitting into the cotton covered crack of
my butt. He was rubbing it back and forth. It felt good.
    "What a good morning," I said.
     "It can be, if you want," was all that Grant said.
     With that, he pulled down the back of my underwear and started to play
with my butt, putting his finger closer and closer to my hole. I felt it
was wet and suspected that he had already wet it with his spit, as he had
done with his hand the night before.
     He continued to play with my rear until I felt his finger penetrate
me.  Wow! What a feeling. I felt his finger going in and out and was
squirming to the rhythm.
    "I can't believe how good that feels," I whispered.
     I felt Grant's hand around my body, jacking my peter off. Then, I felt
his dick start to enter me.
     "Oh, man that's good," he whispered in my ear. I will have to admit
that it felt better than anything I had ever felt before.
     Grant started to push in and out of me. It felt wonderful. He only
lasted about a minute before he started to buck and moan. I felt his peter
squirt in my butt.
     We rested for a minute and I felt Grant's hand reach around to my
peter, which was as hard as it could be.
     "Come on," he whispered. "Do me".
     I felt him roll over on his back and I turned to watch him. He lifted
his legs, exposing his butthole.
     "Put it in me," he begged.
     I got up and put my peter near his hole. I started to push and it
seemed to go in by itself.
     "Man, that's good," I said. I started to fuck Grant, feeling his body
under me, watching him squirm and moan. His peter was hard again, between
our bodies, swinging in the breeze, brushing up against my stomach while I
fucked him.
     "I'm gonna cum again," I said.
      I started to squirt into Grant's butt and I felt Grant tighten up.
His peter started to shoot cum out. We had cum at the same time.
      I pulled out of Grant and lied next to him. We fell asleep in each
other's arms knowing what we had found was special.