Date: Sat, 21 Feb 2004 20:12:35 -0800 (PST)
From: Malcolm McCallum <meerschaum69@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Bet - Chapter 2 (Young Friends)

This is for those over 18 (or age of consent in the
reader's jurisdiction) and, enjoy stories of male with
male sexuality.  So if you have stumbled over this...
somehow...  And, don't want to read same sex stuff or
are not legal to read this; well, you have been
warned.  While based on my experiences names have been
changed, things added; this should be considered
fiction..  This story has been submitted to the Nifty
Erotic Story Archive under their posting and copyright
guidelines.  All other rights are reserved.


The Bet - Chapter 2


About 8 pm our phone rang, it was Daniel's mom, my mom
was talking to her,  it went something like:  "Yes it
would be ok for Malcolm to come for dinner the next
night...  Daniel and Malcolm want to join Little
League next summer... - Practicing baseball.  He
should be back by 7:30."

Getting off the phone my mom said, "Little League!?!
When did you ever want to join Little League?"

I thought fast, "Well it's Daniel's idea to join a
team.  I'm just going to help him, get better catching
balls and stuff..  It's not as fun to do it by you're
self...."

"Ok.  I just don't want you getting your hopes up.  We
don't have time to be taking you to practice and games
all the time.   Team sports are big time commitment
you know.  I'm sorry."  my mom said.....

"No problem mom.  Daniel and I are just trying to get
better at it.  I doubt I would ever be picked for a
team doing it..."  (What can I say, I tried not to lie
to my folks....)

That night I had to rub my dick into the sheets,
getting `there' twice before I could get it to go down
enough for sleep...  Thoughts of Daniel kept flooding
in.  I wondered if he was thinking of me?

The next day as soon as I got off the bus Daniel was
standing by the stop waiting for me.  As soon as he
saw me he tagged my arm, said, "I'll race you to the
jungle gym for our usual bet!" and sped off.  Me
trying to catch up...

Panting by the jungle gym, total grin on his face
Daniel said, "that makes it 3 to 2 you owe me."

Not wasting time I said, "I bet I can beat you to the
top," and proceeded to dash to the platform at the
top...  Our first recess went much the same way.
Lunch time arrived and we raced to eat...  Once
finished Daniel wanted to talk, I suggested the wooded
area behind out school.

We raced to a fire hydrant at the edge of the wood,
then went off grounds where we could not be seen.
Walking with our arms over each other's shoulder
Daniel started, "Malcolm, I spent a lot of last night
thinking about our bet."

"Same here," I replied, grinning.  "Did you play with
your dick last night?"

"A lot," Daniel giggled his reply.

"Me too," I said, giggling.

Daniel grinned back and asked, "Do you have a pickle
right now?"

"Yes," I answered and asked, "Do you?"

"Same here," he replied.   A moment later he asked,
"Can I check."

"Sure," I replied.  "If I can check you."

Daniel took a moment to feel my crotch.  I checked
him.  Both of us were rock hard... We looked each
other in the eye.

"Well," said Daniel. "I was thinking about how we just
held each other's dicks last night at the end..." He
took a breath and seemed to be thinking.

I was afraid Daniel wanted to end what we were doing.

"I dare you to get totally naked when we pay off..."
Daniel fired off at me. "But, since it's so
embarrassing to get naked in front of someone else and
let him do what ever...  We both have to get naked at
the same time and stay naked until were even.  And,
the last one we do together really making it even.  I
mean what ever one of us has done to the other we do
back. "

"Ok," I said, thinking about what it meant.

 He hurried on, "I think we should make it that the
winner gets to tell the loser what position to stand
or get in and the winner can do what ever he wants to
him, anywhere, not just in the dick."

"From now on we have to get naked to pay up, and we
make us even every time," I agreed.  We fell silent
for a long moment.

There was something taking most of my thoughts, "Uh,
Daniel, there was something I was thinking yesterday
too... and I was not sure about asking you...  Could I
do something to your dick?"

"Well, ya.... that's what we've been betting for.  My
dick is your dick," replied Daniel.  "But, your dick
is my dick."  He giggled and checked my dick again.

Checking him back I said, "This is a little different.
 It feels real good if your getting it, but doing it
is a little gross for the other guy...  It's how I
learned that spit feels real good on your dick.  You
know Ted in our class....  His older brother told him
and we tried it on each other.  But his dick doesn't
get big like ours do.  When Ted wanted to he said it
was easer to show then explain.  I'll do it to you for
one minute and the you do it me for one minute.  Then
we see if you want to do more or what?"

"Here?" Daniel asked, looking around at the trees.
"Ok.  I sure want to know what it is...."  We found a
tree to go behind.

"Ok, Daniel.  You swear you will do to me exactly what
I do to you? " I asked.

"I swear!" Daniel answered.

"Ok, drop your pants and get into the same position as
yesterday," I instructed.  Daniel did.  I dropped to
one knee, took his ball sack in my right hand, took a
breath, put my mouth to his dick and started sucking
and licking it all over, a sleight salt taste coming
into my mouth.  Daniel started a series of oh's, ooo's
and o' god's.  When I figured it had been a minute I
stopped.

Neither of us said a word as we swapped positions.
Daniel did me with even more vigor than I had done
him.  A minute later he stood up.

"Would you do that to me until I ask you to stop?"
Daniel asked. "Then I'll do you.."

"Ya -ah!!" I replied with enthusiasm.

Daniel started squirming and going "ooh, ooh," and
laughing as soon as I started on him.    In a few
minutes I felt his body tense, he giggled out, "Stop,
stop."

He took a minute to catch his breath while I took the
position.   He took my balls, made one playful lick at
around the tip and then really got to it.   It felt so
good and more that it was Daniel doing it to me, I
felt I was trusting him with more than my life.   My
giggling and laughing lasted for about three minutes
to be replaced by, "O' O,' stop."

I barely had my pants up when we heard the school bell
ringing.  Five minutes to get to class.  "I bet I can
beat you, first one to touch the door knob," Daniel
said.  I was breathing fast already...  He waited a
moment and then said, "On the count of three.... one,
two..... three!" We started running.

He won that one...  Sitting down at our desks we
looked at each other and we knew...  My dick was full
up again and I knew his was, he knew we knew too.  We
both smirked and giggled...  During our study period
we passed tic-tack-toe notes, each for a bet.   By the
time we raced out of class to get his bus the bet
stood at 18 to 21 (my favor).

On the bus I wanted to kick him a few times:  Who
wants to take it first?  Can we do `that' again?
Could we do it to each other at the same time?...  I
kept trying to put things in baseball terms; go to
bat, receive pitches...   They say `you never knew who
could be listening' but, I knew that anyone could be
dangerous.  Yes, thanks to my Christian upbringing I
knew what we were doing was `wrong.'  I was worried
about what would happen to us if anybody figured it
out.  And, no; when I suggested this bet I did not
think of any of those things.   Daniel did not seem to
be thinking like that at all.  It was one of those
times that things seemed so obvious pointing it out
seemed dumb...   I wish now I had.

We got to his bus stop, raced (literally) to his door.
 He had to get a key that he kept hanging around a
string his neck to open the door, I saw his chest; all
other thoughts left me.  I wanted to see him naked!
Getting to his room we raced to see who could get
naked first, loser having to take it first; he won
that one but, I've never felt that one was fair; he
was not wearing a t-shirt...  :-)

Standing facing each other, I got into our pay off
stance.   Daniel walked around me looking me up and
down.  Stopping in front of me he stared at my dick.
I remembered the naked feeling from the day before,
when I had my pants down and he was dressed; Daniel
was right, it was a lot better being able to see his
dick too.  He broke into giggles.  Taking the shaft of
his dick in hand he started rubbing his dick head all
around my nut sack and up and down my dick.  I was now
giggling too.  It looked cool, felt good; I knew I
would try it on him.

Daniel said, "We agreed that we get to do what ever we
want where ever we want.  I want you to lie on your
back on my bed but, keep your legs spread."  I did as
instructed.  Getting on the bed to Daniel gave my nuts
a quick fondle, then Daniel then got on top of me.
"Put your hands behind my back.  I'm going to feel out
your dick with my dick," he said.  With that he
started grinding his into mine.  Shortly he started
the up and down motion I used when I rubbed it into
the sheets.  He did that for about two minutes.  Yes,
we were both roaring our heads off.   He stopped,
pushing him self up and said, "Now your going to give
and you have shown me an other neat way to do it."  He
started sucking me.  With in a minute I felt the
shudder spread over me.  Immediately, Daniel went for
the kill by licking the spot just under the dick head
as fast as he could.  I don't think I lasted more then
20 seconds before the `I give' came out.   "First
one," Daniel chortled.

"Uhhh, mmmm," came out of me. "Take the position and
the foot of the bed."	Daniel did.  I rolled around on
the bed until I was resting on my stomach, head pushed
up on my hands, nose three inches from his dick.   I
wanted to give my dick a moment to rest, though it did
not go down; it also occurred to me it would torture
Daniel a little to have to stand there, fully hard not
able to touch it.

"Daniel, you know you have one nice pickle too," I
said.  I gave his dick a slow lick up and down, then
went back to watching it.  The taste I had at lunch
was there in my mouth again only stronger.  Dried pee,
uck!  I thought.  But, I must have had some on my dick
too and Daniel had more than licked it off, I was
making us even.  For a moment I wondered if pee could
be one of our pay offs somehow?  I got off the bed and
on my knees.  I did it to him for only a minute before
I got up.

"I want to try that dick feels dick thing," I said and
started in.  Finally I had him get on the bed and I
sucked him to the `STOP, I give' point.  I pushed my
self off the bed and stood waiting for instructions.

Daniel got up and took a deep breath, looked at my
dick and then into my eyes.  We both started giggling
again.  He started holding and rubbing the tip of my
dick using his `two fingers and thumb' routine,
keeping eye contact.   When I had been squirming a bit
he gave his dick a few rubs and told me to get back on
the bed.  He got back on top of me, started rubbing
his into mine again saying, "grab my back hard and
push back."

I started matching his rhythm.  We moved our legs and
bent knees trying to have our groins in maximum
contact.  Soon I felt my body go ridged and the pulses
go through my body, I was just about to say `I give'
when Daniel started a similar reaction.  I lasted long
enough for Daniel to have an "uhhha," come out of him
and collapses on top of me.

Daniel slowly got up.  "Malcolm, lets take a break, I
want to get some coke."

"Ok, sounds good," I responded while reaching for my
pants.

"Lets stay naked," Daniel said, grabbing my dick.  I
grabbed his back , we were both still at the edge,
looking him in the eye, giggled again, then dashed
from his room.

He filled two glasses with ice from a maker on their
fridge door, got a coke bottle out and completed
filling the glasses.  While we drank we faced each
other, having our ever hard dicks bob into each other,
turning our hips enough for them to flop over from
side to side.  Finishing, we placed our glasses on the
counter.

"I've never been naked in the kitchen before," Daniel
said.  "Wanna see what other rooms we can be naked
in?"

We started running through the house, my following
him, it was their house...  When we got to the garage
Daniel came up with a new game, "Stick Your Dick
Somewhere Weird."   They had a low step-stool, getting
on it Daniel placed his dick in his dad's work bench
vice.  Not turning the handle he mocked "Ahh,
ahh....," followed by giggles.  I tried it next, the
metal was cold but the whole thing seemed naughty and
hilarious.   We found various other tools to try
against our dicks or the other guys.  We then
continued running through the house finding places to
stick it or things to hold against it.  The most
memorable was stick it in the fish tank...

Getting back to the kitchen, Daniel said, "I want to
try something, stand like we do."

I took the position and did not wonder long what he
was up to.  He reached into the glass he had his coke
from, taking one of the crescent shaped and melting
pieces of ice from the glass.   He took the point of
the ice and touched it to my pee hole, holding it for
a moment.   That was not to bad, I just braced for
what was coming, I was half in exhilaration and
hilarity of the game we were playing and half
terrified of the idea of ice applied to my goodies.
Daniel circled my dick head twice, getting an,
"uhhah," out of me.  He then directed the ice down my
shaft and turned the ice flat on getting to my ball
sack.  I sucked in a breath, wanting to jump out of my
skin and, rocked from side to side.  It was my honor
not to actually move my feet but, I was shifting
around the best I could.  Daniel had both hands and
second chunk of ice involved.  He seed to be trying to
get the ice every where at once.  That first minute
was the worst.  After that I was able to tolerate it
better and tried to look like it was no big deal.   My
boner went away, my dick getting as small as it ever
does.  Daniel continued to pursue my retreating
genitals until his ice finished melting.  He cracked,
"shrimp dick."  He got ready, smirking and giggling.

For a few moments I just massaged my groin.  Then I
found the biggest chunks of ice remaining and returned
the favor.  When I finished him we did not say
anything but, with a nod of the head we both kinda
agreed that ice was not that fun.

We went into their living room, Daniel put on cartoons
for about 15 minutes.  We went from just sitting next
to each other, putting are arms around each other's
shoulder, all the ice forgiven, to playing with each
others recovered dicks and tickling each other's
tummy.  For a little bit we were sitting in
head-locks, tickling the other from nuts to tits.  We
sprang up looking for more fun to get into.

Their living room looked out through a sliding door
into their back yard which has a high plank fence
around it, they had a large tree too...  "Dare you to
touch the tree," Daniel said, waiting for a response.
With a smile I nodded my head.  Daniel opened the door
wide, we got on the threshold.  Daniel shouted, "go."
We booked to the tree and back.

Back in there living room I felt like that was the
biggest dare I had ever done.  Looking at Daniel ,
catching my breath, I saw his dick was down to about
half.  As I watched it came up to full again, taking
15 seconds...

Daniel exclaimed, "My mom will be home in 10 minutes!"
 We dashed back to his bedroom, Daniel locking his
door behind.

We looked at each other.  "We still owe each other
like 10 bets," said Daniel.

"And, we have not rubbed `I gives' out of each other.
How about we just do what ever we want to each other
for the next five minutes, the first one to `give'
loses, we start tomorrow at one zip.

"Ok," replied Daniel.  With that we got into side by
side head-locks, slicked up each others and started
stroking.

We both had gone ridged yet again.  Daniel said, "We
gotta stop.  My mom will be home any second. Lets call
it even."  We gave each others dicks one last squeeze
and stopped.

I grabbed my underwear, impulsively throughing them to
Daniel.  Daniel understood with out need of a word and
tossed me his.  We got dressed and even got to their
back yard with our baseball stuff before we heard the
sound of their garage door and a car pulling in.

Over dinner Daniel's parents must hove thought we were
insane.  We kept looking at each other and cracking
up. - Wondering if his dick was still hard, knowing
our dicks were in the other's briefs.

The next day was Friday.  Daniel was to come over to
our house and we had planned on about half and half
between real practice and `bet paying.' - Now,  my
grandmother lived with us so that meant that anything
`secret' had to be done in the greenhouse.  So I won't
repeat our various activities.  The only note worthy
thing was that we were both still wearing the others
briefs and agreed to keep on until they got `real
gross.'

When my parents got home I tried to talk them into the
idea of Daniel sleeping over.  Unfortunately, my dad
had planed a weekend of yard and house work, no way
was this the time for `one of my little buddies.'  Him
staying for dinner was the best I could do.

Monday found us both having spent the weekend pining.
We came together like electro magnets, our hands on
and arms about the other when ever we did not have to
be at our desks.  Lunch came and we slipped off the
grounds again.   We had just gotten our pants down and
compared underwear `grossness' when we heard someone
coming.  Their was a girl heading in our direction and
by the sound others coming up behind.  Pulling things
on we decided that it was not going to be safe.
Wandering further we started talking about things we
had done or wanted to do.  I brought up the whole
`dick taste' thing and wondered about dried pee?
Daniel had noticed a taste too.  We started talking
about pee.  "We could get naked in the bath tub, pee
on each other's and dare each other to do all kinds of
things.  Most especially, rubbing our pee soaked dicks
together," we said.

Now I am going to be 100% from memory and not add
anything.  It was bad enough in real life (If you are
reading this as a nice JO story, leave it now!).  I
owe `Daniel.'

It ended that day; we were on study period, together
of course, he renewed our lunch time conversations...
He became more and more excited.  He was busting with
eagerness and did not think of where we were until....
 He all but shouted,  "After school we'll pee on each
other's dicks!!," in an burst.  The whole class heard;
dead silence, the whole class staring at us.  Mr. K.
our teacher glared.  I was stricken; it remains the
most embarrassing moment in my life...

Mr. K.  had us both come up to his desk and seemed to
think we should have a fight or something...  In fact
he thought if I was any kind of boy I would defend my
honor and Daniel should some how prove he had been
kidding or something.  Neither of us said a thing.
Mr. K. Went on...  In the end I grabbed Daniel by the
throat; not that hard at all, we had done far worse to
the other in friendly play almost every day that
year...  I braced my self for the punch in the nose
Mr. K. seemed to think we both needed, shut my eyes; I
was giving Daniel his shot.  I wondered why I was not
being hit by him...

I opened my eyes.  Daniel was looking more hurt than I
could ever have achieved by hitting him a thousand
times.  The look of betrayal in his eyes haunts me...
I let him go.  Somehow Mr. K seemed to have gotten
what he wanted and told us to go back to our desks.
At final recess the `gay' taunts started.  The
remainder of 5th grade was hell on both of us (6th
grade was at a new school, Jr. High).

I lived in fear of what my folks were going to say for
a few weeks, adventualy the fear faded.  I never heard
from any other adult about it but, thought Mr. K. was
going to have someone talk to us.  Daniel was seeing a
psychologist prior to this and I know he had a long
talk with him about it.

Daniel moved to Hawaii, "To be with your older
sister..."  The next year.

`Daniel,' if you ever read this - I'm so sorry I did
not stick up for our friendship!  I'm sorry that I did
not say something like, "Were gay - get over it!"
Even being taunted by the other kids could not have
been worse then the look in your eyes...  If we ever
meet again and you wish to smack me in the face for
being a coward, giving in to Mr. K., et. al..., you've
got one free one coming.

___________________________________________
To the reader. - Thank you for spending time with me!
I hope your dick is as sore as mine was writing
this...

Malcolm will return as part of a story ark going
through the high school years with Chad, a friend who
will eventually help him out of the closet...  And, in
College to a Sci-Fi world...

If you want to email me I'm at:

meerschaum69@yahoo.com