Date: Mon, 13 Dec 2010 11:37:58 -0800 (PST)
From: Mike <savantpn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Study Partners Chapter 5

Here is the the continuation of the story.  Ron's friend Randy joins us for
a weekend.  From this point on it becomes a mix of autobiography and
fiction.

Thanks to those of you who have written to share your enjoyment of my
efforts.  It's the only way I'll ever know its been read and enjoyed.



Study Partners
by savant
Copyright 2010

Chapter 5

Now what convoluted lie could I tell my parents that would let me keep my
promise to Ron?  This was to be the most important lie I had ever woven and from
my past failures I knew it would have to with stand at least a superficial
inspection.  So as I walked I went over scenario after scenario in my head
deciding on a close variation of the truth.  All night long I schemed and
tightened my plan figuring I would began my lie sometime Saturday night after
dad got home from work.  Sometimes things are meant to be because before I could
launch my clumsy plan mom came to me saying Ron's mom had called.  At first
those words scared the hell out of me but before I could panic my mom added...
Did you know Betty, Ron's mom, was leaving on Tuesday for a three day business
trip?  I nodded yes as my mom continued, `well she asked if you could stay with
Ron while she was gone.'  It was surreal and I half listened as mom babbled
things about Betty hearing from other parents that I was a great, studious,
reliable sitter and since we had become friends I was the perfect choice and she
would pay me a hundred dollars for the three days of supervision.  Who was I to
question the logic of having a 14 year old sit with a 13 year old so instead I
smiled my good fortune while on the inside I was dancing?  Life looked oh so
rosy and then my hopes were dashed as my mom added that since we lived so close
she too could help me by looking in on us from time to time.  Damn that was the
last thing I wanted as images of her finding out what Ron and I were doing
crashed through my head.

The next free moments I had with Ron were spent conspiring on how to insure our
privacy.  Ron was a genius because he said Betty was going to give my mom a set
of keys to the house and all I had to do was steal them so without a way in my
mom would have to call us before she came over.  As crazy as in sounded it
turned out all too easy.  I had visions of sneaking into my parent's room in the
dead of night and rummaging mom's purse but when Betty came over mom simply
dropped the keys into a jacket pocket and then hug the jacket up in the hall
closet as they sat down for coffee.  Those keys disappeared seconds later.


I still remember those keys dangling proudly from my hand as back in my room I
showed Ron my handy work at petty theft.  We laughed, giggled and with quick
glances about to see if anyone was watching we kissed our happiness.  Betty and
mom finished their little chat and as Betty and Ron left I was given an envelope
full of instructions, emergency numbers and emergency cash.  Ron and I said
good-bye as they headed home that Saturday night.

Never before had time dragged as tortuously as it did waiting for Sunday and
Monday to pass.  What little stuff I needed I had stashed in my backpack leaning
against my wall just waiting for me to grab it and run.  Dawn came Tuesday
morning I awoke with a raging hard on.  Desperately I wanted to jack myself off
but with a wicked smile I climbed from my bed and stood naked in front of my
mirror staring at my own erection deciding not to touch myself.  It was so
difficult to fold my dick down my pant leg but I loved how sexually alive it
made me feel.  I knew it was only hours until I could be with naked with Ron,
his flesh against mine.  School came and around 10:00AM I looked up at a clock
on the wall realizing Ron's mom was now on a plane.  The remainder of the school
day past in a haze as did the bus ride home.  Ron and I talked and planned till
it came to Ron's exit and as he got up to leave I whispered that I'd be over in
minutes.  The bus dropped me off, I ran in to the house grabbed my backpack and
with a cheery bye I tried to leave.  However, mom insisted on driving me the
block or so to Ron's house, giving me a host of instructions on the way and
thankfully kissed me good-bye with a final... `be sure to lock all the doors and
stay safe.'  I blew her a kiss and headed for Ron's door.

My insides were screaming knowing that Ron and I had days of play ahead of us.
Hell it might not just be Ron as he had said Randy was also coming over.  I rang
the door bell as I inserted the key into Ron's door letting myself in.  Ron
peaked over the upstairs railing as the door closed behind me and waved me up to
his room.  I took the stairs two at a time and would have stripped Ron right
there and kissed him madly but I didn't know if he was alone.  He grabbed my
hand and pulled me into his room.  His music was blaring, stuff was spread out
all over his bed and it was then I noticed Randy.  I felt incredibly awkward
wondering how to greet him.  That was until I saw the look on Randy's face.  He
had a twisted little smile and interestingly enough when he said `hi' his eyes
were focused on my crotch.  That was both weird and exciting at the same time.
Ron's laughter filled the room as he looked between us following Randy's gaze
and saying, `Jeez Randy get your mind out of the gutter or at least let the two
of us jump in there with ya.'  Before I knew it Ron had slipped one arm around
my waist and leaned in planting a kiss on my lips....  My eyes shot to Randy to
see his reaction and I found his attention focused at the meeting of our lips
with a heated blush on his face.


On a whim I upped the ante by opening my mouth and darting my tongue into Ron's
all the while holding Randy's gaze.  It was wild because Randy's eyes dilated
noticeably as he stared at our dueling tongues.  Ron and I had entwined as soon
as our kiss began but as Randy approached the two of us opened one side of our
embrace making a welcoming spot for Randy.  He slid between our open arms and
was greeted by Ron with as deep a kiss as he had just shared with me.  Now I was
on the receiving end of a deep stare as Randy mischievously focused on me while
he kissed Ron passionately.  It took just micro-seconds until Ron clued in on
the game Randy and I had started and not to be ignored he leaned into Randy and
whispered into his ear.  Randy's face broke into a broad smile as he nodded his
agreement.


Then the two of them leaned towards me and a heartbeat later we were locked in a
three way kiss.  Our heads tilted right and left as we tried to keep our lips
and tongues in contact and then in the midst of all this wet exploration I felt
hands lifting my shirt.  I didn't hesitate for an instant and broke the kisses
just long enough to let my shirt be pulled up over my head.  I don't know if it
was Ron or Randy that tossed it aside because I went back for more kissing.
Lips and tongues darted over mine and I closed my eyes to drift off into a
sexual fog at the sensuousness of what was happening.  Hands worked my belt and
I knew from how we were holding one another that Ron and Randy's hands had to be
working together.  Searing grazes danced over my exposed flesh as the two of
them undid my belt and then slipped into the waist band of my jeans.  My hard
penis stretched up to greet those invading fingers as they also unsnapped and
unzipped my jeans.  Uncontrolled a mewled rasp of pleasure escaped my lips as
together they slipped their hands into the waistband of my underwear.  One on
the left and the other on the right and in unison they shimmied both my jeans
and shorts off my hips.  I felt my cock bob free and expected either Ron or
Randy to take hold of my bouncing shaft but neither did.  Instead together they
bent pushing my clothes lower and lower.  I felt like a slut and loved it so I
lifted one leg then the other to let those garments come off.  Their faces were
wondrously close to my cock and I just knew they were both going to suck me but
neither of them even touched my wickedly hard dick.

Those bastards!!!  They had me naked and then stepped back arms around each
others waist and they just stared at my naked body.  Randy turned his head
kissing Ron's neck then whispering into his ear.  I've never felt so
uncomfortable in my life.  Here I was naked, vulnerable and with the two of them
so intimate I felt like an outsider.  Ron's head nodded affirmatively to
whatever it was Randy had whispered and then I heard Ron say.... `Dance for us
Mike.'

I stared at them dumbfounded trying to decide if they were kidding or serious
when Ron forcefully restated his demand with an emphases on the word `Dance'
making it more of a command... `DANCE for us Mike!!'  I stood there with a cold
sweat breaking out on my back feeling my hard on fading feeling humiliated.
What was I to do?  Ron reached out turning the dial on his stereo sliding
through the stations.  He passed one and then went back to a sultry soft jazz
station.  I stood there not really knowing what to do.  Should I fight back?
Should I run or should I just do as Ron commanded?  Inside I was fighting for
control when I noticed Randy's smirk and almost erupted violently.  Caught
between fight or flight a mental image of what this must look like flashed
through my mind.  One naked boy the focal point for two other dressed bullying
play mates and that was when I calmed enough to hear the music.  Oh that calm
lasted for only a breath before my body reacted on its own.  That vision
returned the iron to my cock and along with the rehardening came an impish
understanding that I actually liked being forced to do sexual things. A welcome
warm shudder seemed to start deep in my core as I began to sway.  I had passed
over some invisible hump and fully embraced the roll I was asked... no `told' to
play and decided to make this as sexy for not only Randy and Ron but for me
too.  If I was to be a play toy I was going to enjoy every nasty sordid second
of it.  I let the music take me and allowed my body to move in the sweet rhythm
of seduction.


I moved in a fever every sensitive nerve alive and tingling as I danced.  This
was so far out of character for me but I embraced the role shamelessly.   My
hips swung in gentle arcs as I moved trying to recreate the fluid motions of the
hula I watched in Hawaii.  I ached with desire and let that drive my steps.
Somehow the music, my arousal and the locked looks from Ron and Randy had me
deep in a place of steamy swing.  I could dance having been forced by my mom to
take ballet with my sisters until I rebelled.  Now however, I was glad for that
experience because my body and its sinuous play had enraptured my two
tormentors.  I lost myself in the pure exhibitionism of being naked, free and
gracefully roguish in front of my friends.  I drank in the stupefied lust driven
looks of Ron and Randy and passed into a place of warm satisfaction.  I loved
this!


My world was one of sensual music and movement.  The humiliation had passed and
now I gamboled in the mixed emotions of lust and sensuality.  The worries of my
youth faded away as these seconds became all about interpreting my naked joy.
Ron and Randy were hazy shadows frozen in open desire and they mirrored every
tilt and gentle turn of my body.  Their level of homosexual want was written in
every move they made and each shift of their eyes as the followed my body.
Sometimes they watched my whole form while at times the focused in on specific
parts and I thrilled every time my sex became the object of their open desire.
Still tuned to the music I reached out and took Randy's hand... Smiling wickedly
to myself I chose Randy because he was new and unexplored and to punish Ron for
thinking he could command me.  Randy was as easy to move as wafting an
insubstantial fairy mist.  He had lost all resistance to the open sexuality of
my naked cavort.  Randy looked into my eyes and I could see how deep his gay
trance ran.  He moved with me as I reached out for his other hand and he swayed
with me.  A tender pull and he willingly melted into my arms.  Still moving with
the music my hands found his sides.  With a pastel soft touch I guided his hips
into dipping and wiggling in a sultry figure eight pattern and once he took
control of the motion I grasped the lower edge of his shirt.  In time with our
jig I pulled it up and off.  Randy never lost the rhythm as he raised his arms
in passive acceptance.  My hands came back to his sides with a lightness of
touch created from the sensuous sea the three of us had created.  His flesh was
warm and soft as I burned touching Randy's sides for the first time.  It only
got better when he reached out and rested his straightened arms on my shoulders
folding in hands inward to let his fingers lightly tease the back of my neck.

I looked into his face only to find his head looking down as my cock moved in
unsyncopated time to those of the dance.  Randy looked up into my eyes and I
felt my body respond with a deep longing.  We swayed with the music an arms
length apart.  He was bare foot and shirtless and lost in the mood of the moment
I caressed his torso using a touch that barely made contact.  Once our eyes
locked they refused to separate even when my almost non-existent touch tickled
his sides or neared his underarms.  Instead of a giggle or jump Randy's body
rolled in a gentle shiver.  One hand brushed the denim of his jeans and I rolled
it over to run in down his zipper line in search of the bulge I knew was there.
Randy's eyes fluttered as I became bolder and more insistent in my hunt.

`Ahhhhhh' escaped Randy's lips when having found his thickened rod within his
pants I caressed its jean covered length. His hips pressed into my touch until
my hand had almost no room to move.  Our hips had come together and yet we still
leaned apart with our shoulders.  It was then a subtle hint of a musky cologne
wafted over me.  Randy must have dabbed some onto himself.  He smelled
wonderful.  It was my turn to become mesmerized and it was that scent that took
me.  My eyes fluttered and my hands went to the button of Randy's jeans finding
button after button.  Randy wore 501's and as the last button opened my hands
returned to his hips and pushed at his open jeans nudging them down a slight
bit.  They hug loose and open barely clinging to him.  I followed the line
between his nipples over his belly button to the v'ed opening of his pants.  The
sharp line as his flesh transitioned from a the deep tan of his belly to the
pale white of untanned flesh held me transfixed.  Randy wasn't wearing any thing
under his jeans.  The music changed and time seemed to freeze as the two of us
held each other.  Rarely but every so often fate conspires to make a perfect
moment and as we danced against one another an old jazz favorite added words to
the magic.... "There were chills up and down my spine, Yes there're thrills I
can't define, How long has this been going on?"

Randy and I came together in a kiss and out of the corner of my eye I saw Ron
with his dick out of his pants.  His eyes were fixed on the two of us me naked,
hard and Randy shirtless with his pants open.  This stepped the level of my
arousal up many notches.  I kissed Randy deeply while making deep eye contact
with Ron it was wickedly depraved and I pushed my hands into Randy's jeans
nudging them over the cheeks of his ass.  Ron followed every salacious bit of
it.  Knowing Ron watched I brought one hand around to Randy's front knowing Ron
would know exactly what I was searching for.

It took only a touch to realize the Randy was the largest of the three of us.
His girth was wondrous thick his length slightly longer than my own.  How did a
boy a year younger than I have such a cool cock.  I smiled at that thought
because in my state of mind to be cool a cock only had to be hard.  Still the
manly thickness in Randy's cock felt perfect!  More that stroking I was
squeezing it feeling its flesh rebound to the pressure of my fist and this was
when the tenuous hold his jeans had on his waist failed.  On their own his jeans
fell inches.  I back up to take in a full view of Randy's sex and that was when
I noticed something I felt but did not register.  Randy had no pubic hair at
all.  That thick rod sprang from a perfectly smooth pink root.  As I watched
Randy stepped on one of the legs of his jeans pulling his leg and foot free then
he alternated the process and stood before my naked.  Our bodies came back
together.  Our kiss punctuated by the searing warmth of his sinfully thick
member.


I pressed myself against Randy forcefully relishing in the mixing of our
maleness.  His scent dizzying as our lips locked and tongues explored.  I bathed
myself in the sultry heat of arousal and knew there was more to have so I
beckoned Ron over.  Randy and I parted to allow a space for Ron and as he
approached he tossed his clothes away.  I did a double take as his bareness
partially registered then a full gawk told me his sparse patch of pubic hair was
gone.  How magnificent he looked with the vision of his pale erection
undistracted by extraneous hair.  As he neared I ran my hand over the spot where
that patch used to be and found it wantonly silky and with my other hand I
checked where Randy would have had his patch.  Both were smooth and invitingly
soft.  Using this opportunity I did something I had only dreamt of... holding two
cocks in my hands.  Looking at Ron I asked.  When did you shave?  Why did you
shave?  And that was when both Ron and Randy each took my hands.


I shaved Randy just a few hours ago because I was feeling dirty and wanted to
see how young he look without a sign of maturity.  Looking at Randy's dick I
thought to myself that with his thick dick it would be hard to think of him as
younger even shaved completely bald as he was.  However looking at Ron I saw
instantly what he had meant because his smaller cock did make him look very
young indeed and somehow that really lit me up.  The two of them lead me to the
bath room where they had left all the shaving gear.  I hesitated for only a
second wondering how I'd ever explain this to my parents if they saw me naked
and knew at the same time that would never happen because once I started
maturing I had become very self conscious about my body.  Giggling to myself I
amended that to self conscious at home any way.  Ron took a wash cloth and ran
hot water through it as Randy backed my ass up against the counter.  Ron rang
the cloth out and laid it over my dick.