Date: Fri, 14 Mar 2014 14:27:09 -0700
From: jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Stalking John, Part Two"  by Jay Roberts   Gay Young Friends

"Stalking John, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay Young Friends

I lay on my back on the bed and drifted quickly into a half sleep.  I felt
someone straddle my thighs.  I smelled John.  I let my eyes stay closed as
I was not afraid of anything he might do, but I was startled because he
unbuttoned my shirt and spread the halves aside.  This bared my chest and I
felt goose bumps running up and down from my belly to my neck.  They seemed
to stop as another sensation trumped that.

Smooth fingers swept over my chest and settled on my nipples.  I never
realized that these redundant nips were hard wired to my penis.  First each
nipple seemed to harden and reach out and the skin around them crinkled and
became super sensitive.

I heard John say breathlessly, "Oh you little tit boy.  You love this.  I
can feel your big baloney under my ass."

He moved so that he could pull my pants down and free my aching prick.  It
sprang up and seemed to be flexing wildly.  I grabbed and squeezed to quiet
it.  John saw that and said, "Don't be shy, rub it like Aladdin's lamp
whilst I make your tits happy."

I could only groan.  I was still in a Champagne haze and a sex high from
the attention.  John seemed to enjoy playing with me as though I were a
game controller.  Soon I couldn't think rationally as I was swept away into
intense sensation.  My chest was swirling with hot feelings and my own cock
stroking was getting me close to shooting.  I felt a little strange
revealing such an intimate sight but I trusted...even loved my friend.

"That's it!" he said almost laughing at my deep sexual responses.  "We're
going to make you cum.  Are you nearly ready?"

He question was a slight intrusion from my sex revelry but I managed to
croak out, "Almost there."

He intensified his stroking of my nipples and then leaned down and put his
full lips around one protrusion and licked and sucked it.  I arched my back
as that electric feeling coursed up and down my back.  Coupled with my own
stroking I called out that I was cumming.

John jumped off me and reached out to the side table and grabbed a bunch of
tissues in readiness.  It was just in time.  To John's delight I squirted a
big glob unto my chest and this was followed by four other shots.

John wiped and chuckled.  "You a big cummer."  Then he patted my head in a
soothing gesture. "Sleep now you big lanky boi.  You need it."

I did sleep.  During the night I looked around but John wasn't in the bed.
It wasn't until morning light that I found hat he was in the chaise across
the room.  I was surprised that he didn't sleep with me.  There was plenty
of room.  This was a king sized at least.  But anyway he was friendly and
cheerful and we had a great breakfast that Mrs. Malley described as a
"typical English breakfast."  It was the first time a tasted kippers.

We shook hands, John and I, rather formally I thought, as I headed home.
It was Saturday and I was still a bit sleepy.  All day I expected John to
call, I know he had my phone number but nothing.  Again Sunday, no call.  I
didn't know his number and it wasn't listed in the phone book.

Monday morning I got to school earlier than usual, purposely, hoping to
find John.  I saw him immediately as I came around the building.  He was at
the foot of the main staircase kicking with two of his friends.  They were
the same jock kids I had seen him with before.  I saw one of them, the big
kid with the dumb face point at me.  John seemed to turn his back from me.
I called out, "Hey John."

No answer but annoyingly one of the bozos imitated my call out.  I was
humiliated and pissed.  I left.

Two more times that morning I passed John, he walking with his posse as
usual but during the lunch period he stopped at my table and said, "Follow
me."

He walked way back behind the gym.  There was a small, rarely used boy's
room and he entered and I followed.  I was still sore at him but I was
intrigued.  As soon as the door was shut, he put a chair under the door
handle and turned to me.  Saying nothing yet he unzipped his fly and pulled
out his pale fat cock.

He put a steering hand on the back of my neck and pulled me toward him.
"Come on, you owe me after Friday.  Give him a little kissy kiss."

I should have left but I felt drawn to John as much as before, even more
because of having had an intimate experience.  I hesitated, he pulled me
harder and I bent over and actually kissed his penis.

He scolded me.  "Not literally "kiss it" lick and suck you moran."

My face burned with shame but I pushed out my tongue and licked the head.
It immediately grew in size and I heard him make a humming sound of
satisfaction.

"That's it," he said in a lazy, blurry way.

Dumb me, I was happy to be pleasing him.  What a brainless wonder I am.

"Open that sweet mouth and suck."

I did it and suddenly my eyes fell shut as I became overcome sexual
feelings.  My mouth filled with saliva and I sucked and moved up and down
strongly.

He groaned loudly.  "You never did this before?  It's hard to believe.
You're a natural.  You're cock sucking better than I ever had."  He patted
my damp hair.

He emitted a little bit of pre cum and I found that I longed to taste all
of what he could offer.  I avidly sucked and with one hand jerked him off.
He was shaking now.  I had to hold his legs to keep him from falling down.
I was in control now, I stupidly thought.  Then it came.  He cried out
loudly each time his prick exploded.  We were in perfect sinc.  I loved
every moment.  Then he gently pushed me away and laughed slightly.

"That's all there is piggy."

Oh shit, what a fool I made of myself.  Before I could recover, he had
zipped up.  Took the chair away and was opening the door.  "Cheerio ol'
chap."



End of Part Two