Date: Sat, 30 Jun 2012 02:07:48 +0200
From: oh-boy@playful.com
Subject: Thanksgiving-Surprise-4

Hi there, part four here for you. A little more action this time :)

As always I'd love to hear what the story did for you or any other comments
you may have. Send them to oh-boy@playful.com.


Oliver

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When we finally broke the kiss we just lay there looking at each other,
both of us grinning like crazy. I slowly ran my fingers over his body,
sometimes making him wince when I touched a sensitive spot. The first time
this happened I pulled back but Toby said, "No, please don't stop. It's not
so bad. I think every time you touch me I feel the wounds get better." I
smiled and went on caressing him while he also ran his hand over every part
of me he could reach.

After a little while a thought ran through my head and I said, "Man, I just
realized that I don't really know anything about you. I don't know what you
like, what you do. How can I love you so much if I don't even know you?"

Toby grinned. "Just my natural attraction, I guess."

I smiled. "Yeah, definitely. I'm amazed someone else hasn't picked you up
before."

"Well, I think one or two girls may have tried. Too bad for them I wasn't
really interested. But seriously, I never thought I could feel this
way. And come to that, I don't know anything about you either. I just know
that I'm absolutely mad about you. And that's all I need to know right
now."

I smiled even more and leaned in for another kiss. As our tongues slipped
over each other restlessly I suddenly realized that his caressing hand had
found its way to my dick again. I grunted and squirmed a little because my
dick was still super sensitive after the orgasm of a few minutes ago but
Toby was not to be deterred. I was completely hard again immediately and
without breaking the kiss Toby started to jack me off again. I slipped my
own hand down and found his throbbing dick. Then, still kissing deeply, we
started a serious rhythm going with our dicks and our hands between our
bodies.

We both moaned into each other's mouth, we writhed and humped, sometimes
breaking the kiss for a second to take a deep breath. But we always went
right back to it and so I finally felt Toby grunt loudly into my mouth as
he started shooting his cum again, which on the one hand made me laugh
because it felt funny and on the other hand brought me over the edge
too. So I was kissing him and laughing and shooting my cum at the same
time, which was an incredible feeling.

When my orgasm subsided a little I finally broke the kiss rolled onto my
back again. I was out of breath, still laughing a little. Toby, also out of
breath, looked at me and said, "Hey, what's so funny?"

I grinned at him. "Nothing, everything, you. I don't know. I'm just happy."

He smiled back at me and very carefully snuggled up to me. "I think my
bandages got a bit cum soaked. I wonder what the doctor will have to say
about that."

I had to laugh again. "Well, the one who came to see you yesterday said
there was no better medicine than happiness. We'll just have to tell him we
were making sure you're happy."

Toby sighed. "Yeah, I'm happy. Finally. Feels like it's the first time in
my life I've ever really been happy."

I gave him another quick kiss. "Well, now that we've gotten that taken care
of we can finally start to get to know each other, I guess."

He sighed again. "Yeah, we can. But not tonight. I'm about to fall asleep."

Again I kissed him. "We have all the time in the world, I'm not going
anywhere. I love you. Good night."

Toby mumbled something unintelligible and snuggled up closer. I pulled the
sheet up over both of us and closed my eyes, once again hardly able to
believe that I was finally here with Toby, finally allowed to feel what I
had denied myself for so long. Then I fell asleep.

I woke up because I felt another orgasm coming. I just had time to realize
that I was in Toby's bed, naked and hard, that Toby, also naked and hard,
had his head on my chest. He was looking down at my dick and was very
softly running his fingers up and down it. He wasn't really jacking me,
just softly caressing my dick. But from the way I felt I guessed that he
had been doing that for quite a while. So that combined with the view of my
cute naked boyfriend made the inevitable happen. I grunted and started
shooting my cum into Toby's face.

Toby obviously hadn't seen that coming, not until he saw me cuming, so to
say. He jerked back a little from the surprise. Then he turned his head to
look at me. He had splotches of my cum on his face. We looked at each other
for a second, I was still coming down from my orgasm, then we both started
laughing. Toby fell down on his back next to me and we couldn't stop
laughing.

When we finally calmed down a little I said, "You little fiend, you're
never satisfied, are you?"

Toby grinned, licking some of my cum which he could reach with his tongue
off his face. "Well, I woke up, you were hard and you're dick looked like
it needed some attention. So I felt obliged to help." Then he giggled some
more.

I turned on my side and reached up to wipe some of my cum off his face with
my hand. "And you see where that got you. You're all messy. Messy and
naughty. What would your mother say?"

At that moment there was a knock on the door. Toby's mother called through
the door, "Sorry to wake you up guys. Toby, the police called. They want to
talk to you about what happened on Friday. They want us to be at the
station by 9:30. So you have half an hour to get ready."

The shock at his mother's intrusion made both our dicks go soft
immediately. I grinned at Toby. "Well, too bad. Guess you're gonna have to
wait for your turn." I gave him a quick kiss, then I got up and held out my
hand to help him up too.

We went to the bathroom. Of course Toby couldn't take a shower because of
his stitches and bandages so I helped him clean up as much as possible with
a cloth and sponge. Then I took a quick shower, we got dresses and went
downstairs. After a quick breakfast Toby and his Mom went out to go to the
police. Even though I could hardly stand to be separated from Toby for just
a minute I decided to stay at the house. There was nothing I could do to
help him there and there was no need to provoke questions. Later they were
going to stop by the hospital to get Toby's bandages changed.

So I sat on the front porch with my books and my computer and finally
started to work on the paper I had to hand in after New Year. Now that I
finally felt alive again, wasn't a depressed wreck anymore, I actually got
a lot done quickly. I had my phone with me and Toby called at least once an
hour. He told me the police had questioned him for a long time, trying to
trigger his memory in order to identify his attackers, but he just couldn't
remember. They also lectured him about his drinking and Toby said he
actually had to laugh because he found the idea that he would get into such
a situation again completely absurd, now that he and I were finally
together.

Early in the afternoon I was getting a bit impatient for him to get
back. The last time he had called he had said that they would probably have
to wait quite a while at the hospital because there were so many people
there. I had stopped working on my paper and was watching out for them when
a girl rode her bike up the driveway. She had short brown hair and was
about Toby's age. She leaned her bike on the banister and came up onto the
porch.

She gave me a quizzical look. "Who are you?"

I laughed at her directness. "Nate. You?"

She smiled. "Right. I'm Sam. Samantha. I'm looking for Toby. He wasn't in
school today."

"Yeah, there was an incident. He can tell you about it. He's out with his
Mom but they should be back any minute. Are you a friend of his?"

Again that quizzical look. "Yeah, I would say so. And you?"

Now I was a little lost for words. What do you tell someone in a situation
like this? I thought if Toby wanted this girl to know the truth it should
be him who told her. Luckily I was saved from having to come up with an
answer because at that moment the car with Toby and his Mom turned into the
driveway. Toby got out very slowly, obviously still in some pain. He looked
exhausted but the band-aid that had covered a cut on his nose was
gone. Still he looked like a boxer after a bad fight.

When he saw Sam and me he hesitated for a second, looking surprised and a
bit apprehensive. Then he seemed to make up his mind and I saw a glint come
to his eye. He walked up to us and grinned at Sam. "Hey Sam, what are you
doing here? I see you've met Nate." Then he turned to me, put his hand
behind my neck, pulled my face to his and gave me a big kiss on the
mouth. Then he looked back at Sam and said, "My boyfriend."

I actually blushed, although I also felt that wonderful warm feeling run
through me again. Sam's eyes looked like they were going to pop from her
face. She tried to say something, took a couple of deep breaths and started
over. "Whow, man. I think you got some explaining to do. I mean, there were
some rumours going round at school that you'd gotten into some deep shit on
Friday but that's not even half the story, is it?"

Toby grinned at her some more. Then he winced as his wound was obviously
giving him pain again. He went over to the bench and slowly lowered himself
onto it. I looked from him to Sam. "I think I'm going to leave you two to
talk, OK?"

Toby reached out and grabbed my hand. "No way. Nate, Sam is my best friend
ever since kindergarten and you two are going to have to get along. Also
this is as much your story as mine."

So I sat down next to him, holding his hand, while Sam, still looking
totally flabbergasted, sat down across from us. Then Toby told her
basically the whole story as it had happened since Thanksgiving. Without
even blushing he told her how he had wanted to get into my pants form the
start. He didn't go into too much detail about how I had basically
abandoned him, just said that things hadn't worked out too well at first
and how that had ended with him going to that party. When he told her how I
had come to the hospital to be with him he looked at me and then gave me
another big kiss. "And now he's here and my life is finally the way it
should be."

Sam didn't say anything for a little while although there was a smile
playing on her face. Then she said, "You bastard, if you weren't so beat up
already I'd come over and do it myself. How could you not tell me anything
about this all this time? I mean, sure, this explains why you were always
so eager to talk about the guys I hankered after and never told me anything
about anyone you liked. But you could have told me you're gay. Did you
think I'd run out on you? And I could have helped you. I saw you were down
ever since you came back from the cabin. You should have told me."

Toby actually looked a bit dejected. "Yeah, I guess I should have. But to
be absolutely honest, before I met Nate and before he came back to me and I
realized how absolutely perfect my life could be I didn't think it was
anybody's business how I felt about boys. I mean, yeah, I was sure I was
gay but I wasn't sure I wanted anyone to know. That's why I thought it was
such a perfect opportunity when Paul brought Nate along to the cabin. I
could try out how it felt and then he would go back to college and I'd come
back here and nobody would know." He looked at me and grinned. "Of course I
never guessed that I'd never want him to go back and that my life would be
hell without him."

I smiled back at him, not knowing what to say. So I kissed him
instead. Then we both looked at Sam. She looked back with an expression
somewhere between amazed and amused. "Well, I guess I should have
guessed. The signs were there, I suppose I just didn't want to see
them. You know who's gonna hate this? My Mom. I think she's been secretly
planning our wedding for the last ten years." Now she actually looked a bit
sad.

Toby pushed himself up from the bench, went over to her and said, "Come
here." Sam got up and they hugged. Then they looked at each other and both
laughed. Toby said, "So we're good?"

Sam smiled at him. "Yeah, if you're happy, I'm happy." She looked over at
me. "And with a guy looking like that, who can blame you? You can just be
glad you got to him before I did."

Now I blushed again and they both laughed at me. After that the situation
was a lot more relaxed. Toby and Sam told me how they had been friends
forever, we just talked and got along well. After a while Toby's Mom came
out and asked Sam if she wanted to stay for dinner.

Sam got out her phone and looked at the time. "No, sorry, I gotta get
home." She looked at Toby. "Will you be coming back to school after
Christmas?"

Toby shrugged. "I don't know. I can hardly sit with that broken rib. Maybe
I get to stay home longer. There's got to be some advantage of going
through something like this." He looked at me. "Besides having Nate back,
of course." And he leaned over and kissed me.

Sam and Toby's Mom looked at each other. Then they both laughed and Toby's
Mom said, "Yeah, I haven't really gotten used to it either yet."

After Sam had left we went inside and while Toby lay down on the couch I
helped his Mom prepare dinner. We ate and Toby's Mom told us that his Dad
would back tomorrow. I felt a little anxious about that, but once we got
upstairs after dinner my mind was soon occupied otherwise.

Toby lay down on the bed. "Man I'm wiped out. That fucking wound hurts from
being up all day. I think I can't do anything but lie here on my back." He
looked up at me with his trademark hungry eyes. "And I so wanted to pay you
back for what you did to me last night." And he wriggled his middle finger
at me.

I had to laugh. "Well, if I really put my mind to it I'm sure I can think
of one or two things we can do with you lying on your back. If you're
really up to it. I really don't wanna risk hurting you."

Toby grinned. "Oh I'm up to it. I've been going without proper sex for so
long, there's nothing can keep me from having some fun now you're here."

I pulled my shirt over my head. "OK then, you don't move, I'll take care of
it." I got rid of the rest of my clothes and then kneeled on the bed to
undress Toby. I kissed him, then pulled off his shirt. Then I kissed his
belly and opened his pants. Toby was already moaning again. I pulled off
his pants and boxers, then his socks. The bruises on his body were still
visible, although I thought they were starting to fade a bit.

Toby's dick was sticking straight up, the head already glistening with
precum. I ran my tongue over it once, getting another groan from Toby. I
looked at him, his gorgeous teenage body waiting for me, ready to accept
whatever I would do to make him feel good. My dick was so hard I thought it
would burst. I leaned down and whispered, "You want to pay me back? Well,
we can use something other than you're finger, if you want to."

Toby looked puzzled. "What?"

"You'll see. Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back." I got up and went into
the bathroom. I looked around and picked up a bottle of lotion for extra
sensitive skin, which was fitting because the skin I was planning to use it
on was definitely extra sensitive. Toby was looking at me with big eyes
when I came back. I think he still hadn't quite gotten what I planned to
do. I got back on the bed and kneeled over him, my legs on either side of
his body. Then I poured some lotion on my hand and started lubing up his
dick.

Toby closed his eyes and breathed deeply when I rubbed the lotion on. I
took my hand away and said, "Hey, careful, don't go too fast."

Toby opened his eyes. I scooted up a bit and when my ass was above his dick
and I used my right hand to guide it where I wanted it he finally
understood.

His eyes got big and he started grinning. "Are you sure?"

I leaned down and kissed him. "Yeah, I'm sure. I've been waiting for the
right guy to come along to try this, and there's never gonna be a righter
one."

Then I lowered myself slowly onto him, making sure not to touch the wound
on his chest. At first it seemed as if Toby's dick didn't want to go in but
then the dickhead suddenly slipped in all at once. This brought me a huge
groan from Toby and a bit of pain but also an incredible feeling running
all through my body. I stopped moving for a second and tried to relax
more. Then I lowered myself further down.

As I felt Toby's dick slip deeper into me everything else around me was
slowly fading out. I only felt Toby in me, felt his hands all over me,
heard him moan. Then his dick slipped past my prostate and the feeling was
almost unbearable. The sexual energy was multiplied ten times all of a
sudden. I felt like I was going to cum right away, but I didn't, and then I
pushed myself up again and then went down again and the feeling kept
getting better and better.

Every time I lowered myself onto him I grunted, Toby groaned and lifted his
hips to get deeper into me, and I wasn't sure I'd be able to do this much
longer. I managed to get a rhythm going for a while. Somewhere at the edge
of my consciousness I noticed Toby's moaning get louder. Then he dug his
fingers into my back and pulled me down hard. I stopped moving and then I
felt Toby's orgasm underneath me, in me, felt his cum inside me, heard him
grunt. Feeling his dick jump inside me brought me over the edge too without
even touching my own dick and once again I started shooting my cum at
Toby's face and just generally all over him and the bed.

We both rode out our orgasms, and when we finally calmed down a little I
lifted myself up a bit and Toby's dick slipped out of my ass. This almost
left me feeling empty, incomplete. I looked at Toby and when he opened his
eyes I saw such a look of satisfaction and love that I felt complete again
immediately. I slowly moved off him and lay down next to him. He didn't say
anything but his eyes never left mine. Once again I wiped my cum off his
face with my hand, then I leaned in and kissed him.

We kissed and caressed each other for a long time. Finally we just lay
there. Toby whispered, "I'm completely speechless. I can't come up with
words to tell you what I feel. Thank you."

I ran my fingers down his side. "We don't need words."

Toby kissed me again. Then he whispered, "Only these: I love you."

I reached down and pulled the sheet up over us. Then I pulled him close and
we lay there, feeling each other's closeness, feeling perfect, complete,
together. Then we fell asleep.

In the morning I woke up when Toby got out of bed and went into the
bathroom. I slowly surfaced from my dream, which of course had had
something to do with a naked Toby, and was a little disappointed that he
wasn't really there. I lay there for a second remembering last night and
realized that my backside felt a bit sore. I had to smile. Then I
remembered that this day was Christmas Eve and that I'd have to leave Toby
today to go to my parents' place, at least for a few days. That sort of
ruined the mood. So I also got up.

Toby came back in and looked at me. "Hey, I thought we might have a little
fun before the day starts."

I stepped up to him and gave him a kiss. "Don't be mad, OK? Last night was
fantastic but right now I'm sort of not in the mood. Also I'd much rather
do it when we have more time, I don't want to have your Mom come knocking
again while we're at it."

Toby looked a little disappointed but then he smiled and kissed me
back. "OK, I'll let you off the hook this time. But it'll cost you next
time."

I took a shower, then we went downstairs and had breakfast. I wanted to be
at my parents' place in the afternoon, it was only a couple hours' drive,
so we had some time left. After breakfast we went onto the deck behind the
house. As we walked out I said, "Aren't you glad we live down here? When I
was a kid we used to live up north. Can you imagine they have snow storms
there now? I mean, I guess white Christmas is nice too, but I enjoy this so
much more."

Toby stretched out on one of the deck chairs. "Yeah, so true. And no school
for at least another ten days. And you'll be back the day after tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I hope so. I'll have to see what my parents say. I have to be there
tomorrow, and the day after my aunt and uncle are coming over with their
family, that's traditional, I can't get out of that. But I hope I can get
away after lunch and come back here."

I sat down at the table with my laptop computer. "And then we're gonna have
to start trying to work out how we can make this thing we have going work
once we both have to go back to school. I thought I might try to see what
the options are of changing college so I can be closer to you."

Toby looked over at me. Then he got up from his deck chair, wincing a bit
because it still hurt him, and came over. He stood behind me, leaned down
and put his arms around me from behind. He started to speak but had to
clear his throat. "You know, from all the things you've said to me these
last few days, I think this was the best. When you just said that, it went
through me like a flash, you're really serious about this, aren't you?"

I turned my head. "Are you kidding? This is the most serious thing in my
life. I made the mistake of letting you go once, I'll not make it again. Or
have you already had enough of me?"

Toby straightened up and pulled my arm to make me stand up. Then he put his
arms around me and kissed me. When he broke the kiss he said, "If I have my
way, I'll spend the rest of my life with you."

I smiled and looked at the computer. "I can do this later." Then I pulled
him over to the deck chair, sat down and pulled him down so he sat in front
of me. I leaned back and Toby leaned against me, his head on my chest. I
ran my left hand through his hair, he held my right hand in both of his.

Toby sighed. "I wish you didn't have to go."

"It's only for a couple of days."

"Yeah, but..."

At that moment we heard the door open and close behind us. Then Toby's dad
said, "Hi guys," and stepped into view. I have to admit that at that second
my old anxiety reared its head again. I had the reflex to stand up but Toby
couldn't move so fast and Toby's dad immediately waved us back.

He looked at us with an expression I had seen on a few peoples' faces
recently. There was a bit of a smile but also some wonderment. He pulled up
a chair and sat down. "So I'm gone for a few days and in the meantime my
son gets drunk, gets beat up, and as if that's not enough he comes out as
gay and brings home his older boyfriend to stay right away. Too bad I
missed all that." He said that with a serious voice, but he smiled as he
said it, so my anxiety was somewhat alleviated. Still I wasn't too sure
where this was going.

Toby grabbed my hand harder. "Dad, I'm sorry for the drinking. But that's
all I'll apologize for."

His Dad waved his hand at us. "Your Mom told me the whole story, and so did
Paul. I have to admit when I first heard what went on at the cabin I almost
regretted allowing Nate to share your room..."

Toby interrupted him. "Dad, this wasn't Nate's fault at all. First of all
it was me who started it. And then, even if he hadn't been in my room, it
would maybe have taken a bit longer. But it would have happened anyway."

His Dad smiled again. "Hey, relax. When I talked to your Mom and your
brother on the phone these last few days they kept repeating over and over
how good Nate seemed to be for you and that if only I'd see you two
together I'd see the light, so to say. And even if I wasn't so sure then, I
must say they were right. I came in half an hour ago and I've been watching
you two through the window for a while. So, even though this is probably
one of the most unexpected situations I've found myself in, I'd say,
welcome to the family, Nate."

He held out his hand to me and I removed mine from Toby's grip to shake it,
feeling decidedly choked up once again.

Then Toby's Dad asked about the fight and what the police had said and so
on, and we talked for quite a while. Then I looked at my watch. "OK, I
guess I have to get going."

I packed up my stuff, then Toby and his parents walked me out to my
car. Toby and I kissed, which once more felt a bit awkward because now we
knew his Dad was watching, then I said, "Say hello to Paul when he comes in
later," and I drove off.

When I got to my parents' there was a lot of hello, how are you, what's
been happening, general chaos. I managed to tell them I had spent the last
few days at Paul's house, they knew him from when they had come to see me
at college some time back. But I somehow couldn't bring myself to tell them
the whole story. That old anxiety once again. I was beginning to think I
was a real coward. So next day, Christmas, after exchanging gifts and a
call to Toby to whish him Merry Christmas and to gain some courage from
hearing his voice, I told them over lunch that I was in a serious
relationship with my roommate's fifteen-year-old brother. I told them the
whole story, including Toby's fight and how that had finally made me admit
how much he meant to me.

That didn't go down as well as I had hoped, they just couldn't understand
how I could start something with someone so young. Later that night I was
on the phone with Toby again. "This is really bugging me. I mean, they've
always supported me and now all they say is 'He's so young, he's so
young'. You know, when we're together I totally forget that. I know it's
the exact same thing I said at the beginning. Now it seems ridiculous. What
was it you said to me? 'Fuck age, I don't give a damn.' That's exactly how
I feel now. I just wish they would see us together, maybe they would see it
the same way your Dad did yesterday."

"So is this gonna be a problem?" Toby sounded a bit scared.

"Well, one good thing about me being soo much older is that they can't tell
me what to do anymore. On the other hand, they could make life much harder
for me money-wise, and that wouldn't help if I really want to switch to
another college..." We talked some more, then we said good night. I went to
bed feeling decidedly lonely without Toby close to me.

The next morning after breakfast the doorbell rang. Mom was closest so she
went and opened the door. Dad and I looked at each other wondering if his
sister and family were that much early. Then Mom came back to the kitchen
looking completely baffled. "Nate, there's someone here to see you."

And there in the door stood Paul and Toby. I stared at them not believing
my eyes. Seeing Toby unexpectedly like this in his cut-offs and t-shirt,
grinning at me, took my breath away for a second. I jumped up and ran
over. For a fraction of a second as my brain realized what my heart was
going to make me do, I looked at my parents, wondering what they were going
to think. But then I wrapped Toby in my arms and we kissed deeply.

Then I looked at him. "What are you doing here?"

Toby didn't say anything, for once he seemed apprehensive too and looked at
my parents. Paul laughed. "The things you do for love. And not even my
own. Toby badgered me for hours last night until I agreed to drive him over
here today."

Toby smiled sheepishly at me. "What you said on the phone last night? You
know, if they just saw us... I thought, you came to me when I needed you,
so I had to come over here and give this a try..."

I gave him a huge grin. Then I turned to my parents. "Mom, Dad, you've met
Paul. And this is Toby, Paul's brother." I felt a rush of adrenalin run
through me. "My boyfriend."

My parents came over, both smiling a bit, and hands were shaken all
around. Then Paul said, "Listen, I have to get back. I have to take care of
my own relationship, too, you know. I wanna to pick up Laura at her
parent's place in a few hours. She's spending the rest of the break with
us. So I have to get going."

I looked at Toby. He looked a tiny little bit embarrassed. "I was hoping I
could stay with you and you'd take me back later?"

I felt that enormous warm feeling in me that so often came when I was with
him. I looked at my parents. My Dad gave Toby an inquisitive look. "And you
are really sure about this whole thing?"

Toby looked back at him and swallowed. Then he took my hand. "Oh yes, one
hundred percent sure. Nate and I belong together."

Mom looked at Paul. "And your parents are OK with this?"

Paul smiled at her. "Well, we all realized that little Toby here is not so
little anymore. And he chose Nate and they seem to be perfect for each
other. So yeah, they're OK with it. They trust both of them to know what
they're doing."

Mom and Dad looked at each other. Then Mom smiled at Toby and said, "We're
glad to have you, of course you're welcome to stay."

Toby gripped my hand harder. "Thank you so much. You can't imagine what
this means to me." Then he looked at me and grinned. "See, we're magic
together."

I had to laugh and I gave him a kiss. "Yes, we are."

So Paul left and about an hour later my aunt and her family showed up. They
had a girl of five and a boy of seven. My aunt and uncle knew I was gay and
had never had a problem with it and we agreed we would just say that I had
invited my boyfriend over, deciding that minor details such as the age
difference and the reason for his bruised face were none of their
business. If they had any reservations about Toby they didn't show it, and
after another exchange of gifts we had a very pleasant meal. Everybody
treated Toby as if he was part of the family and the kids especially seemed
to love him.

As the hours went by I remembered that I had planned to go back to Toby's
place that night. I took Toby aside and said, "You know what, now that
you're here there's no real rush to get back, is there? Do you think you
could call home and tell them we'll be back tomorrow?"

Toby grinned at me wickedly. "You mean, we get to mess up your bed for a
change? Sure, I'll call."

So Toby made his call and his parents agreed, which meant that we could
spend the rest of the day much more relaxed. Once my aunt and her family
had left I said, "You know what, how would you like me to show you around
this old town of mine here? You could see where I spent my formative
years. Or do you think that's too much?" I looked at his chest where I knew
his wound was under his shirt.

Toby grinned. "No, that would be great. I actually feel much better. You
know what? It's been a week since this happened. That's so strange. On the
one hand that's not a long time at all, but then so much has happened, my
life has so completely changed, it's almost as if it's been years since
that night. And it doesn't hurt too much anymore, either."

So we told my parents we'd be back in a couple of hours and headed out. As
I started the car I gave Toby a wicked smile. "OK, now I can show you where
I used to go to pick up cute guys like you back then."

Toby head snapped around. "What?"

I laughed. "Just kidding. I can only show you where I used to sit and gawk
at cute guys like you, wondering if I'd ever get my hands on one."

Toby also laughed and squeezed my thigh. "Good for me you didn't. At least
not permanently."

I put my hand on his and we drove off. I showed him my old high school, the
park where I had played ball with my friends, I told him about the time I'd
fallen in love with one of them but had never told him. Then we went to our
local mall where most of the gawking I had talked about before had taken
place and which all of a sudden seemed much smaller than back then. We got
a couple of burgers and finally we went back home.

We said good night to Mom and Dad and for a change I got an idea what it
must have meant for Toby to stand up to his mother when she wanted to put
me in the guest room the day I showed up at his house. It definitely was a
strange feeling to have your boyfriend stay over with your parents
around. I had never done that, which was one of the reasons I had been so
keen on leaving for college as soon as I could. But now I knew it was the
right thing, the only thing to do. They did look at us with another of
those smile/wonder looks we always got lately but they didn't make any
comments, which I was grateful for.

When we got to my old room I had the urge to do something meaningful, like
carry Toby across the threshold, it felt like such a special occasion. I
was bringing the guy I wanted to spend my life with home. I stopped in
front of the door and told him what I thought. We both laughed and went in,
each on his own feet.

I closed and locked the door, then I turned to Toby and wrapped my arms
around him. I looked at him and said, "Now this is something else I never
expected. To have the boy I love here in this room with me. In here I
almost feel like I'm fifteen again, too. Back then I always thought if
something like this would happen it would be in some unknown place far away
and in some distant future..."

Toby grinned back at me. "Well, I'm right here right now." Then he kissed
me and shoved his hands under my shirt. I kissed him back and shoved my own
hands down the back of his pants, grabbing his ass. Toby started pulling up
my shirt so I broke the kiss, pulled my hands back out and lifted my arms
so he could get my shirt off. Then I pulled his off also. We both looked at
each other, I just had time to see that Toby's bruises were really starting
to fade now. Then, as if at a secret command, we both ripped open our pants
and got rid of the rest of our clothes in a flash.

Toby pushed me backwards onto my bed and straddled me. He sat on my legs so
our cocks were touching. I looked up into his hungry eyes grabbed both our
dicks in my right hand and started jacking us. Toby licked his lips. "I
want to try it too, OK?"

It took me a second to understand, then I grinned up at him. My dick seemed
to get even harder but I also felt a little anxious. For a second I
realized once again how young he was. "Are you sure?"

"Hell yeah. The other night when you stuck your finger in that was
incredible. And you sure looked like it was fun when you had me in you. So
yeah, I want to feel you in me, definitely."

I hesitated another second, thinking I didn't want to hurt him. Then I had
an idea. "Hey, open that bottom drawer of the nightstand and feel all the
way in the back."

Toby gave me a quizzical look, then he leaned over and rummaged in the
drawer. He sat back up holding a glass of Vaseline. I grinned. "I thought
that was still there. That's been there ever since I found out it could
make jacking off much more fun when I was thirteen or so."

Toby smiled and opened the glass. He got out a glob of the white cream and
started spreading it on my dick. Feeling his slick fingers on there sent a
shock through me and I took a deep breath and held it, willing myself not
to cum immediately. When I opened my eyes again Toby had raised himself
into his knees and positioned himself over my dick. He looked at
me. "Ready?"

I was already panting. "Yeah ... yeah, do it."

He grinned, grabbed my dick with his right hand to get it into position,
then he lowered himself. He closed his eyes and concentrated on relaxing. I
felt his hole against my dickhead. Toby pressed down and then my dick
slipped in. Toby grunted, I sucked in my breath. The feeling was
unbelievable. So much more intense than having a hand or even a mouth on my
dick. Again I had to hold my breath or I would have cum right then.

I opened my eyes and looked up at Toby. He was lowering himself slowly and
I instinctively raised my hips to meet him, his hot insides gripping my
dick tightly. Toby had his eyes closed and his head thrown back. I saw his
beautiful body in front of me, his muscles tight, his skin glistening with
sweat. I ran my hands over his belly and around his back. Toby raised and
lowered himself in a steady slow rhythm, my hips going up to meet him every
time. Toby's hands were on my chest, helping him to push himself up.

After a little while Toby opened his eyes. He looked down at me, then he
leaned down and kissed me, never breaking his rhythm. When he raised
himself again I looked down and saw his dick, oozing huge amounts of
precum, sticking up above my belly. I grabbed it with my right hand and
started jacking him with the same rhythm he had going on me.

Toby grunted loudly when I touched his dick, then his humping got a little
more erratic. I knew he was close and I wouldn't be able to hold out much
longer either. All of a sudden Toby's knees seemed to give, he sat down
hard on me and with a loud groan he started shooting his cum. His orgasm
rocked his whole body and I felt his inner muscles clamp down on my dick
with each of his spasms. That was too much for me and while I felt Toby's
hot cum hit my face and chest I started shooting mine deep inside him,
again and again and again.

When I got my senses back Toby was bent over me, my dick still inside him,
his upper body slumped onto mine. He was breathing heavily. I ran my hand
over his back. "Hey, everything alright?"

Toby slowly lifted himself up and looked at me with a glowing face. "Hell
yeah, I mean, fucking hell, yeah."

I had to laugh. "Fucking hell, right." Toby, still panting heavily, also
laughed. Then he very slowly raised himself up further on his knees. My
dick, which was starting to get soft, slipped out of his ass. Toby sighed
and lay down next to me, putting his head on my chest. For a while we just
lay there, me running my fingers through his hair, him caressing my other
arm with his fingertips.

After a little while I reached down for the sheet and pulled it up over
us. I was slowly calming down and I thought Toby was already asleep. But
then he took a deep breath and said. "I'm so happy I could cry. Can't we
just stay here, make this moment last forever?"

I sighed. "I wish. But then, we'd miss all the fun and adventures that lie
ahead in our new life together, wouldn't we?"

Toby lifted his head and looked at me. "Together..."



OK, that's it for now.

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