Date: Wed, 25 Feb 2015 22:52:56 +0000 (UTC)
From: Ben DOver <benjamin_dover69@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Move Prologue-Chapter2

Thank you all for your encouragement when I was writing Trey, another story
here on young friends.  Your thoughtful comments were what lead me to write
this story, The Move. This is the first installment.  I intend to have more
out soon. I hope you enjoy it and please comment.

Ben
Benjamin_Dover69@yahoo.com


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Prologue:

'Great' I thought sarcastically.  My parents had just told me we were going
to move in three weeks.  That meant I would turn fourteen in a new town in
a new state and I would have to start high school a couple days later with
all new kids.  I loved where we lived.  On the lake in a small town.  I
loved my friends I had played ball with most of my life and I really loved
my friends that I played 'Let's fool around' with.  I had been fooling
around with several boys for the last three years.  We had progressed from
jacking together to jacking each other to sucking.  A couple would even
kiss and I had tried anal with two of my friends.  I had always been the
fuckee, first with my friend who still hadn't hit puberty.  We figured out
that we needed lubricant the second time we tried, and he got his three
inches in pretty easily then.  He proceeded to hold my hips and fuck me
really fast until he had his dry cum, but it really didn't do much for me.
The second friend was like me, about five inches with pubs on top and a
hairless sack.  It took longer for him to get in but he went slow and was
able to hit something inside me that felt really good.  I didn't cum but it
felt really good and he definitely shot in my butt.  We had only tried it
once and I was really looking forward to doing it more.  I first fooled
around when I was ten, and by twelve, I knew what gay was, and I knew that
I was oh-my-fucking-god Definitely very gay.  This move was really gonna
cut my sex life way down, I thought, maybe to nothing. I was really not
happy.

We were so busy that I wasn't even able to have a sleepover.  I just got to
suck a couple neighborhood boys before I moved.  The first boy, I sucked in
our fort in the woods.  Our fort was really just a tarp over a low hanging
branch, but it did give some privacy.  I sucked my eleven year old
neighbor, who was totally smooth, to a dry cum.  He never sucked back but
kept it quiet that I sucked him.  He was pretty loud when he was starting
to cum and sucking him outdoors was always kinda dangerous.  I did but
didn't like that.  Weird, huh. He did jack me off afterward, but like
always, he stopped when I first shot and I had to take over.  He really
thought cum was gross.  I bet he changes his mind when he starts cumming.
I also gave two blow jobs to an older friend.  He was fifteen and going to
be a sophomore in high school.  I had started sucking him when I was twelve
and he was the one who taught me how to really suck, going up and down
instead of just holding him in my mouth and using my tongue.  He only
sucked me that first time to teach me how, but he would come by the house
about once a month or so since then and I would suck him.  He liked me to
get on my knees and undo his pants and pull them down then start sucking.
He was always really hard before I had his pants down. He was over six
inches, cause you know, we all measured our dicks, and I learned to take
him all the way down to his pubes.  He would hold my head and sorta fuck my
mouth when he got close, and after the first few times, I learned how to
swallow his cum.  I had grown to really love cum.  He was pretty cool,
always telling me how good I was at sucking dick and that if he was gay
like me, I would be his boyfriend.  He was pretty sad when I went to his
house to tell him that I was moving.  I sucked him in his Den cause his
parents weren't home that day.  He also came by the day we moved and I
sucked him in my totally empty bedroom.  He surprised me by giving me a hug
afterward and a really quick kiss on the lips.  He said he knew I wanted to
kiss him so that was to remember him by.  He watched us drive away in the
moving van and held his crotch as he waved goodbye.  Something else to
remember him by I guess, and I can still see him standing there, his left
hand cupping himself, his right in the air waving.

My new town was about seven hours away and I was moving from a small town
on the lake to an even smaller town in the mountains.  I had driven up
there with my Dad the weekend before so he could do some business and sign
papers on our new house.  I had met a couple kids then, Chris, his new
secretaries son who was a year younger than me but looked a year older; A
couple girls he introduced me to that thought I was cute and I guess
exotic, being new to town; And a boy Chris knew but who wasn't his friend,
another Chris.  He was also a year younger and really cute. I started
thinking of them as Old Chris and Young Chris. Young Chris and I talked
more than anyone else and I wondered if he was going to be up for fooling
around and knew I eventually would try to get him to.  He was one reason to
look forward to the move.  I even told my parents about the cool kid I met.
After several pretty boring hours driving, we arrived in my new home in my
new town.  Oh Joy......


Chapter One:

I awoke in my new bedroom in my old bed feeling really out of place.  We
had moved from a house my dad had built five years ago to a drafty, creaky,
sixty year old place that kinda had a smell to it.  Not a horrible smell,
just sorta an old smell, like wood that had been left out in the rain and
then dried.  I guess if your house is built in 1915 and it is 1979, it is
going to stink some.  In my old house, you walked in on the top floor and
went down to the first floor.  I was the only one with a bedroom downstairs
and I had a huge playroom with a pool table and ping-pong table.  I had a
lot of privacy.  In this place, I was the only one upstairs, but the only
other rooms up here was another bedroom and a bathroom.  We had to leave
the ping-pong and pool tables.  I did have a huge walk in closet that my
parents said used to be a nursery.  My room was just my single bed, my
dresser, and a bunch of boxes.  Two men my dad had hired had helped us
unload the moving van.  It took three hours and I was so beat I just took a
shower and fell asleep, not unpacking anything or even jacking off.  Not
jacking off was pretty unusual, since I had been jacking almost every night
for almost four years.  I was really tired!

I groaned as I rolled over, realizing how sore I was from the drive and
unloading.  My feet hit the floor and another difference registered, no
carpet.  I stood up and walked toward my door and the bathroom beyond. The
floor creaked with every step.  I could go anywhere in my old house and not
be heard, which was great for sneaking out.  I figured my every move would
be noticed now.  I went into the bathroom and pulled my underwear down,
pushing down on my hard-on so the stream would hit the toilet bowl.  It
took a minute to start peeing and I glanced to my left and saw my
reflection in the full length mirror on the back of the door.  Well that is
cool at least, I thought.  I studied my profile for a few seconds.  My
short black hair was tousled from sleeping, but it still had a part in the
middle.  I had just started parting my hair in the middle, cause that's
what the cool kids did.  My hair still wanted to part on the side but I was
training it.  I had brown eyes and long lashes, which got lots of comments
from girls and Moms.  I thought my nose was too big, my Mom called it a
Roman nose.  I had olive skin that got a 'Savage Tan' in the summer and I
was pretty dark from spending most of the last three months at the lake.
My lips were not really full but not thin either, I guess they were average
and my teeth were very straight and white, with a small gap between my
upper front teeth.  I was about five feet eight inches tall and weighed one
hundred twenty pounds.  I played baseball, basketball, tennis and rode my
bike everywhere so I was in really good shape.  My chest had some
definition, tiny brown nipples, and you could count my lower ribs. I
couldn't see it from this angle, but I had a nice tight tummy and a 'V'
leading down to my dick.  Speaking of my dick, it was starting to go down
as I was peeing, losing it's five inch length and but still looked about
three inches around.  I was circumscribed and my head was only a little bit
thicker than my shaft and the thickest part was about halfway down. I had a
small patch of black pubes which I secretly trimmed.  I was not into hair
and wished I was still bare down there like I was every where else.  My
balls were still smooth and even though they could hang down sometimes,
most of the time they were pretty high and tight.  I think I had a nice
ass, not a bubble butt but it did stick out a little even though it was not
that big.  I had been wearing very short cut off jeans all summer and my
butt was a light olive, almost white while the rest of me was very tan.  I
thought it was a very nice looking contrast.  My thighs were not huge but
very well formed and tight.  The only part of my body I was not really
thrilled about was my knees.  I thought they were really big for my body.
My Mom said I would grow into them, but I really thought they looked funny.
My calves were small but muscular and my feet were, well, they were feet.
I was thin but not sickly looking, more lean I guess.  I thought I was a
pretty good looking kid and a lot of the girls thought so too.

I finished peeing and thought about jacking off, but I was pretty hungry
and I wasn't sure how much everyone in the house could hear.  I could hear
my parents and sister talking downstairs and I figured they could probably
hear me too.  So I pulled my underwear up, went back to my room and put on
a pair of short orange basketball shorts and my Nike's.  I liked to show
off my body and I figured if there were other boys like me, I might catch
them checking me out.  This was my normal summer outfit, and I felt pretty
comfortable like this.

I went down the stairs, creak, creak, creak and walked through the foyer
into the kitchen.  My parents and younger sister were sitting at our old
kitchen table, which looked weird in this new to me kitchen, eating bacon
and eggs.  My Mom usually made us a hot breakfast every morning.  She was a
pretty good cook and I thought I was pretty lucky cause some of my friends
Mom's were really bad cooks.  My Dad was looking over some sort of forms
and Mom got up and made me a plate. My sister, who would be eleven in a
month, was telling them about some TV show she had watched.  We all said
good morning and I sat down to eat.  I got along well with my parents, they
usually let me run around unsupervised, and they were really cool about me
having friends over.  They could be embarrassing cause they were parents,
but all and all I was pretty happy with them.  My sister and I also got
along really well.  She was not nearly as annoying as other siblings I had
know, and if I wasn't doing anything, I was happy to play with her.  She
never told anyone, but I would play barbie or house or other little girl
games with her.  I didn't mind entertaining her and she was actually a lot
of fun most of the time.  And some of her friends who were boys were really
cute, so that was a bonus too.  They were just starting to get to an age
where I thought they might fool around, and I was always looking for boys
to fool around with.  I guess I would start getting to know a new group of
her friends, as well as new friends for me too.

It turned out Dad was filling out school forms for us, which made me groan.
My birthday was tomorrow and school would start in four days.  I didn't
even have a party before we moved, and I guess it would be a family only
birthday this year.  Seems kinda lame, and I started to feel a little sorry
for myself, but decided 'Fuck it', can't do anything about it.  I just
needed to meet some new boys and have some fun.  Mom said she wanted me to
unpack but then I could ride my bike around and that there was a park a few
blocks over.  That was cool, parks usually meant boys, which made me happy.
We ate breakfast and talked about my new school.  I would be going into
ninth grade, and it turned out this High School started with eighth grade,
which meant I would not be in the youngest class, and that there would be
younger boys in my school.  I wondered if PE was a mixed grade class.

I finished breakfast, gave both my parents a kiss, and clomped up the
stairs.  It seemed every step echoed throughout the whole house.  I spent
the next hour unpacking, and when I was finished, my room looked a lot
better.  My sports trophy's were on the built in shelf and my LP player and
records were on the built in desk.  I had my posters up, John McEnroe and
Peter Flemming, Ken Stabler, Fred Biletnikoff, Jimmy Streeter, and a silly
poster of Einstein on my walls.  I put my slot car tracks, and I had a lot
of them, in my closet.  Maybe I could set them up later in the other
upstairs bedroom. I was feeling a little better about my room after
unpacking.

I hurried to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and debated taking a shower,
but after checking myself out in the full length mirror, and posing a
little, I decided I didn't need one.  I checked out my pits, ensuring no
hair had decided to sprout out during the night then struck a couple more
poses, admiring my tight butt.  I'm such a perv.  I left the bathroom and
raced downstairs and out the door.  Well almost out the door.

'Did you put your empty boxes in the shed?'  my Dad hollered.

'Nope' I yelled back and ran back to my room to get the empty boxes.  I
carried them to the metal shed and opened the door and saw it was full of
garden supplies and other full boxes of I don't know what.

''The shed's full!' I yelled from the yard toward the house.

'The wooden one in the side yard' my Dad yelled back.

I took the boxes to this as yet unknown shed. This shed was more like a
play house, with a regular wooden door with a door handle that locked.  I
went in and the only thing in it was a counter along the back with pegboard
above it, already filled with my Dad's tools and our camping equipment.  It
had a wooden floor and lights and electrical outlets, and two windows. It
looked to be big enough to set up our camping cots and I thought maybe this
could be a place I could have sleep overs and have some privacy.  After
three trips I had all my empty boxes on the floor of the wooden shed and
yelled Bye as I hopped on my bike and started peddling.  I knew just where
the park was from the previous weekend and was there in just a couple
minutes.  There were some adults playing doubles on the tennis courts, some
little kids playing on the playground, and I saw young Chris and two other
boys hanging out by the basketball courts!  Wow, that's cool I thought.  He
looked at me and waved and I headed that way on my bike.

'Hey man,' he said. 'Sean, right?'

'Yep, and you are Chris?' I asked, but just for show.  I definitely
remembered his name.

Chris was a few inches shorter than me.  He had dirty blond hair that hung
over his eyebrows and he would twitch his head to keep it out of his eyes,
which were very light blue. I could hardly see his eye lashes, they were so
light.  His nose was tiny and so were his lips.  He had chubby cheeks that
had red splotches on them and small teeth, which were showing as he smiled
at me.  He was wearing a faded blue t-shirt with the arms cut off, gray
cord shorts, white socks with two blue stripes pulled up to below his knees
and blue Chuck Conner Converse tennis shoes.  He had a tan, but nothing
like mine.  His arms looked soft, not a lot of muscle, more like a sixth
grader than an eighth grader.  He had a scab on his right knee with a
little dried blood below it.  I thought again how cute he was.

'This is David and Danny' he said.  'They are brothers.  Sean just moved
here?'  He said the last like a question.

'Yeah, we got here yesterday', I replied.

David and Danny said hey and nodded their heads to me.  David appeared to
be older and was about my height and just as thin as I was.  Danny was a
little taller than Chris and just a little bit stocky.  They both had short
brown hair, brown eyes and were pretty tan.  David was wearing a green
t-shirt with Jonesville Wrestling on it, green shorts, white calf length
socks and white leather Converse tennis shoes with a green logo.  I guess
he liked green a lot.  He had a pretty smooth face with a little bit of
forehead acne, and it looked like he was going to start shaving soon,
judging by the thin dark hair over his lip.  He had a little bit of hair on
his legs.  Danny had on a yellow Hang Ten t-shirt, white shorts, white
socks up to his knees with red stripes, and also had white leather
Converse, but with gold logos.  It appeared Converse was the shoe of choice
here.  Danny's face was blemish free and still very smooth.

We started dribbling and lazily shooting baskets while we talked.  I told
them where I was from and where I lived,and that I loved basketball and had
played since first grade, but still wasn't very good.  I learned that David
was fourteen and a half and was going into ninth grade like me, and was on
the wrestling and track teams.  Danny had turned thirteen a couple weeks
ago and was going into eighth grade like Chris.  He played football and was
going to go out for the freshman team, which eighth graders could play on.
He had already started practicing but today was a day off, which is why he
was at the park.  Chris didn't play any school sports but he did play
trumpet, so we would be in band together when school started. That made me
happy cause I was really perving on Chris.  I wanted to do all kinds of
sexy things with him.  David was kinda quiet but Danny and Chris were both
smart asses and were fun to listen to.  David did smile a lot at their
jokes, even when they were joking about him.  All three boys seemed pretty
cool and I was happy I had gone to the park.

We decided to play some two on two and Chris was on my team against the
brothers.  It was pretty fun even though we got beat pretty bad.  I could
see why Chris didn't play sports, he was really bad, but he just laughed
every time he messed up.  We all were laughing a lot while we played.  The
best part was after the game though.  We all walked to the water fountain
and both David and Danny took off their shirts.  Wow, Danny was really
stout.  He had small but dark nipples and a lot of chest definition.  His
had a little bit of a belly cause he was so stocky.  When he raised his
arms up, I saw to my surprise that he had a small amount of light brown pit
hair.  I was surprised because he was so smooth everywhere else.  I guess
he was not shooting blanks, and wondered if I would ever find out.  It was
just a few strands but it was there.  David showed his pits too and he had
a lot of hair.  I wondered how big his dick was and also if I would find
out.  Maybe one or both of them would be in PE with me and I could find
out.  Chris didn't take his shirt off, which was disappointing to me.  I
did know he had smooth pits from playing basketball and had really hoped to
see his chest and nips.  I really liked nips and pits.  They were my second
and third favorite boy parts.  I showed off my body cause I was shirtless
the whole time.  I let everyone see I had smooth pits.

The brothers had to leave but Chris and I hung around.  There was a walking
trail all through the park and we just walked and talked.  We seemed to
have a lot in common.  We both were band geeks, we each had a younger
sibling, we both liked a lot of different kinds of music and neither of us
watched much TV, preferring to read instead.  We had read many of the same
books and each of us recommend books to the other.  We laid on our backs
and watched the clouds and kept talking when we both realized we had not
had lunch and it was mid afternoon.  I asked him if he wanted to come to my
house for a sandwich and he said sure.  He had walked to the park so I
walked with him to my house while wheeling my bike.  We arrived home and I
found my Mom and sister in the kitchen and introduced Chris.

'Nice to meet you' he said to my Mom and 'Hiya' to my sister. He was very
polite and chatted with my Mom and sister while Mom made us peanut butter
sandwiches.  She seemed to really like him, which was good for me.  Mom
took me aside after we had eaten and asked if I wanted to invite Chris for
a birthday dinner tomorrow.  I asked if he could stay the night afterward
and she said yes.  I smiled real big and I gave her a hug and a kiss on the
cheek.

'Thanks, Mom, you're the best.'

Chris and I went up to my room and I showed him my custom painted slot
cars.  He was pretty impressed with my favorite, a baby blue and silver
Datsun 240z.  He didn't play with slot cars but said he would help me set
up the tracks sometime and play with me.

'Hey,' I said, 'You want to come to my birthday dinner tomorrow and then
stay the night?'

His face lit up. 'Sure, that would be really cool.'

I smiled and held my hand up for a high five and he smacked it with his
hand.  I went lower and he smacked it again.  Then I held it sideways but
moved my hand when he tried to smack it.

'Too Slow' we both said together and we both cracked up.

'Let's go to my house and ask my Mom if I can stay the night tomorrow.  I
just live a few blocks over.'

'Sure' I said, and we bounded down the stairs.  With two boys running down
the stairs, it was really loud all over the house.  I told Mom where we
were going and she told me to put on a shirt if I was going to meet his
Mother.

'Yes' I said in a British accent.  'It is very formal at Chris' house'.

Chris and I cracked up again and we ran back up the stairs to my room.  I
grabbed a white shirt with orange stripes on the sleeves and we bounded
back down the stairs.

'From now on' my Mom said loudly, 'We are going to walk down the stairs!'

'Sorry Mom', I shouted as we went out the door at a run.  I was in the lead
and took a left at the driveway but Chris just laughed and said, 'It's this
way' as he ran in the opposite direction.  I reversed course and started
chasing him.  I might have been able to catch him but I preferred the view
from behind.  As he ran, his shirt would jump up and I could see some of
his back.  I wasn't really a butt guy, but Damn I thought his pert butt was
really sexy.  I wanted to hold him face to face with my hands squeezing his
cheeks and pulling him into me.  Oh crap, I started to get hard so I had to
quit thinking about that and instead I started looking at the houses we
were passing.  He had slowed down and now we were basically jogging side by
side.

'It's this way', he said and pointed to the left and slowed to a walk.  I
matched his pace and pulled my shirt on.  We made a couple more turns and
he pointed to a house, one much newer than mine, and said, 'That's mine.'

Chris' house was a one story rancher on a small lot with about half grass
half dirt for a yard.  It looked like it needed new paint and there were
some screens missing.  We walked on the porch and through a very squeaky
screen door into his living room.  His house smelled better than mine but
the furniture was a little more used and it was a lot more cluttered that
my house had ever been.  I followed him into the kitchen where his Mom was
making dinner.  He introduced me and I shook her hand.  She said Chris had
talked about me and seemed excited that I was moving to town.  Chris looked
pretty embarrassed but I just smiled.

'I told my parents about him too last week.  I told them maybe he was one
good thing to come from this move.  And then we ran into each other in the
park on my first real day here!  Pretty wild!'

She laughed and Chris seemed relieved at what I had said.  He smiled at me,
kind of a goofy smile that made me laugh.  We both cracked up.  It seemed
like it was really easy to just crack up around him.  His Mom laughed too.

Chris asked about the birthday dinner and sleepover and she said it sounded
like a fun way to end the summer.  She reminded him his Dad needed his help
after dinner and that dinner was almost ready.  I took that as a sign to
head out.  I told his Mom it was nice to meet her and Thanks for letting
Chris stay the night tomorrow.  She smiled at me and told me I was a very
polite young man.  I told Chris bye and that dinner was at six tomorrow and
he said he couldn't wait and would be there then.  We high fived and I took
off for home.  I only made one wrong turn on my way.  I told my Mom that he
could come over tomorrow.  She said it was nice that I had made a friend on
my first day.  I agreed with her.

After dinner, I took a shower and then went to my room to read.  A couple
hours in and I realized I had been thinking about Chris so much I didn't
even remember what I had read.  So instead of reading, I just closed my
eyes, stroked, and thought about kissing him and hugging him and about how
his dick would look and taking him in my mouth and sucking him and then I
opened my eyes as I had a great cum.  My first shot hit my left nipple, the
second my belly and then more just oozed out over my hand.  I closed my
eyes again and imagined it was his cum and licked my hand.  I couldn't wait
until tomorrow night.  I cleaned up my chest, turned off the light and went
to sleep, hoping to dream about Chris.





Chapter 2

The next day, I woke up thinking about Chris first thing.  I went to the
bathroom and peed and I really wanted to jack off thinking about him but
practiced a lot of restraint and put my dick back in my underwear, threw
some shorts on and went downstairs.  Everyone was in the kitchen eating
breakfast and they all shouted 'Happy Birthday!'  Mom made pancakes,
sausage, and eggs Benedict. I loved eggs Benedict.  I helped with the
dishes and Mom told me I didn't have to do anything today, I could be lazy,
but Dad asked if I wanted to go to work with him for a bit.  I said sure
and put on a shirt and went with Dad to his office.  It was a Saturday but
his secretary was there too.  I helped my Dad staple some fliers together
and stuff some envelopes.  It was boring but I liked helping him out when
asked, cause he hardly ever did.  At noon, we went to the little diner down
the street for lunch.  His secretary came too and showed up with Old Chris.
We said Hi and nodded to each other.  We sat together and talked some but I
could tell he didn't really like me and was just there cause of his Mom.  I
think he was stuck up or something.  Which is funny cause his Mom was
really nice and my Dad was her boss.  Weird but whatever.

After lunch, Dad started doing some really boring paperwork so I told him I
was heading home.  He offered to drive me but it was only about a mile away
and I was used to walking and riding my bike a lot further than that so I
said, Nah, I'll just walk. I was hoping to see some nice eye candy on the
way home but only ran into little kids and parents.  Oh well, Chris would
be coming over soon... and I hoped cumming too!

When I got home I broke down all the moving boxes in the shed without being
asked and put them by the trash.  Mom was impressed but it was really so
Chris and I could sleep there and I could hopefully suck his dick.  Hah,
what Mom's don't know about their little boys!  I tried to read in my room
but I kept thinking of Chris and holding my dick.  So I went downstairs to
read where it would be harder to be tempted to jack.  I read and played a
couple games with my sister then Mom said it was five o'clock and didn't I
want to take a shower before dinner?  I wanted to be clean for the
sleepover so I took a shower, making sure I hardly touched myself at all,
got dressed in white shorts, a yellow tank top to show off my smooth puts,
and no shoes or socks.  Then I just sat by the window watching for Chris.
I waited for a half an hour before I saw him coming down the street.  I
quickly walked down the stairs and I flung open the door with a big grin on
my face.

'Hey Chris.'  I practically shouted.  He looked surprised for a second then
he smiled.

'Hey Sean!' he shouted back and we both cracked up.  I think he was looking
as forward to this as I was.  He was wearing a blue knit shirt and tight
white gym shorts that looked like they were at least a size too small.  I
bowed down and gestured with my arm toward the inside and said with my fake
British accent,

'Welcome to my fourteenth.'

Chris laughed and went in.

'Thank you so veddy much' he said.

I followed him in, and could tell he had just showered by how good and
clean he smelled.  I admired his butt in those tight shorts, and I wanted
to reach out and grab his buns and squeeze but restrained myself. All I did
was say 'Cool shorts'.  Mom said dinner would be ready in about an hour, so
Chris and I went to my room.  Dad had said we could sleep in the wooden
shed and I just wanted to take him there now and do all kinds of dirty
things with his body!  But that would have to wait.

'Wanna set up a slot car track?' I asked and he said sure.  I got a box of
track from my closet and we went into the spare bedroom, with was totally
empty.  My sister came up and helped us set up a four lane track so we
could all play.  It took a half hour to set up a basic layout and then we
raced.  I was the most experienced so I took the slowest car and gave them
the faster ones. I let Chris use my favorite 240z.  We all had a good time
and had some close races.  I won most of the races and could have won them
all but wanted both of them to win some so it would be fun for everyone.
Chris was really nice to my sister and they got along really well.  I sat
by Chris most of the time and tried to have a leg or arm touching him.  He
never moved away and it seemed he was touching me some on his own.  Pushing
into me when he didn't have to be that close and holding his ground.  I had
a semi hard dick most of the time.

Mom eventually called us down to dinner.  We left the track set up and
raced, then walked fast down the stairs when I saw Moms face.  We sat at
the table, Chris next to me of course, and ate Fried Chicken, mashed
potatoes, green beans with almonds and green fruit salad, my favorite meal.
Chris complimented my Mom on the meal and she was beaming.  Desert was
chocolate cake with chocolate icing with Happy Birthday Sean written on it
and fourteen burning candles, accompanied by a very badly sung Happy
Birthday.  I made my wish.. I can't tell you what but I but you can guess,
and managed to blow them all out.  We joked a lot during dinner and dessert
and Chris fit right in with our silliness.  It was like we all had know him
for years, not just meeting him for the first or second time.  I was super
happy and didn't even care if I got any presents... well, I cared some.
Presents did come next.  I got a new basketball, two new slot cars I had
told my parents I wanted and some clothes from my parents.  My sister gave
me a STYX album, Crystal Ball, that I wanted, which was awesome, and Chris
even had a present, Long after Midnight, a collection of Ray Bradbury short
stories that I had not heard of but he said were really good.  He even
inscribed it.  'To my new good friend Sean, from Chris'.  That really made
me smile.  It was surprisingly a really good birthday.

We helped clean up then went to my bedroom with Jane following along and
listened to the STYX album she had gotten me.  We talked and Chris told her
what teachers were cool in the middle school and told her about a couple
girls she should talk to.  I asked about the High School but he really
didn't know too much because it would be his first year there too.  Around
nine my Mom called Jane down and I told Chris we were going to sleep in the
shed in the yard. He looked at me weird and I just laughed and said 'Wait
til you see it.'  He helped me grab my stereo and a few albums and we
walked to the shed.  When I opened the door, he said it was nothing like
his shed.  He wasn't expecting floors and windows and electricity.  We ran
back to the house and got sleeping bags, blankets and pillows.  Another
trip for some cokes, chips and cookies and we were set.  We told my parents
good night, I hugged and kissed them both and my Mom hugged Chris, and we
were out the door and in the shed with the door locked behind us.  This was
the part of my birthday I was looking the most forward to.

I set up two camping chairs and we turned on the stereo.  We drank cokes,
ate chips, burped and laughed a ton.  It really was like we had known each
other forever.  We were sitting pretty close to each other and our knees
were touching a lot, but neither of us moved away when they did.  We talked
like we had at the park.  Most of our talk was about books and movies and
general boy stuff, but boners and jacking off were mentioned some too.  He
often had boners and he was starting to jack off more and more. This was
good information to have.  Soon it was close to midnight.  I couldn't
believe it had gotten so late.  I said we should make a pallet with the
sleeping bags and blankets and he thought that was a cool idea.  We made
the pallet and I pulled my shorts off and got under the covers.  Chris took
his shirt off and I immediately started getting hard.  He may have baby fat
on his cheeks, but he had no fat anywhere else on him at all.  I turned the
radio on and the light off and we laid down beside each other, under the
covers.  He pulled his shorts off after he was under the covers. We could
easily see each other from the light of the streetlights shining through
the windows.

It was the time I was waiting for.  Truth or Dare.  I didn't even ask if he
wanted to play, I just said straight out, Truth or Dare.  He immediately
answered Truth.  Good sign.  I asked him if he had a girlfriend.  He said
no way.  He asked me Truth or Dare and I too said truth.

'Have you ever kissed a girl.'

'Yes' I said. 'Three different girls at a party.'

'Truth or Dare.'

'Truth' he answered again.

'Have you ever kissed a girl?'

'Yeah, behind the school last year.'

'Cool,' I said, 'and Truth.'

Chris looked at me and grinned.

'Did you jack off last night?'

I was surprised he asked that but was more than happy to reply.

'Yeah, I did!'

He eyes got big.  'Wow, you answered that!'

'It's Truth or Dare.  You gotta answer.'

'Truth or Dare' I said again.

He thought for a second then replied 'Truth.'

'Did you wake up with a hard-on this morning?'

He looked up in the air and scrunched his lips.

'Yeah, pretty much every morning.'

'T or D?'

"Truth.'

'Have you every gotten to second base?'

I had gotten a lot further than second base with boys, but not with a girl.

'Yes,' was all I replied.

He again answered Truth and I asked if he had a hard-on now.  Noooo, he
said, all drawn out.  He asked me if I did on my next truth.

'Yeah, from the minute we started playing.'  I answered which caused him to
raise his eyebrows.  He answered Dare for the first time.

'I dare you to get your dick hard now.'

'Too late,' he said. 'It was a semi when you asked before and now it is
hard!'

That made my dick get even harder.  I thought that soon I would be able to
see his hard-on and my heart started beating a little faster.  I answered
Dare this time and he quickly dared me to beat my meat for ten seconds.
That was something I was willing to do and I quickly put my hand in my
underwear and slowly beat my meat for ten seconds, but still under the
covers.

'You didn't say so that you could see', I said, laughing.

He said dare again, and this time I had a good one.

'I dare you to sleep in the nude tonight.'

I wondered if he would take my dare, or maybe say only while we were
playing.  But he just grinned, and then the next thing I knew he was
showing me his underwear and laying it down beside him.  Now I was really
really excited and I just knew we would be getting sexy soon!

"Truth,' I said to mix it up a bit.  Then he asked me something I really
wanted him to.

'Have you ever jacked off with another boy?'

I grinned sheepishly.  'Yeah'.

'Cool.' he said which I took as a good sign.

He answered truth and I asked,

'Do you have any pubes?'

'Yes,' was his one word answer.

I went with dare this time and he looked me in the eyes for a few seconds
before saying,

'You sleep in the nude tonight too.'

Wow, this was working out awesome.  He had to want to play with both of us
naked.  I slowly pushed my underwear down and pulled them out of the
covers, twirled them on my finger for a couple seconds and then threw them
all the way onto the workbench.  I would have to get out of the covers
naked to get them back.  He grinned and then laughed.  We both started
laughing and he punched me on the shoulder so I punched him back.  Physical
contact, another good sign.  I had a lot of experience testing weather boys
were willing to play, and he was passing with flying colors.

'Dare', he said without prompting.  Did I get him to touch me now or was it
too soon.  I decided to have him touch himself instead.

'You jack off for ten seconds'.

He immediately put his hand under the covers and I could see the motion of
a slow jack off.  He closed his eyes and jacked for about thirty seconds
before opening them and grinning.

'Went a little long,' he smirked.  'Truth or Dare.'

I replied Truth and he asked a great question.

'Did you get to second base with a girl?'

Well shit, that was pretty direct.  I knew he had me and just ginned
sheepishly.

'No,' was all I said.

He nodded his head as if that was the answer he knew I would give.  I got
just a little nervous then.

'Truth' he said and I went balls to the wall.

'Would you ever jack off with another boy?'

'Yeah,' he said, looking me right in the eye.  'That's how I learned how
to.'

I smiled and said 'Cool.'

'Truth' I said.

'Have you ever had a blowjob?'

'Absolutely,' I replied.

'Really?  No fooling?'

'Really, no fooling.  Several in fact.'  I was putting myself out there
cause I knew follow up questions would reveal it was from a boy or, rather,
many boys.  He just kinda looked at me like the wheels were really turning
and it was like he had already figured that out.

'Truth or Dare', he asked me and he put the emphasis on the Dare.  He
wanted me to say dare and I did too so I answered 'Dare'.

He got a pretty big grin on his face.

'I dare you to suck me for ten seconds'

My eyes widened as he pulled the covers down, and I got to see his dick for
the first time.  He was circumcised and about four inches long, thicker
then my thumb, but not by much.  His head was just barely bigger around
than his shaft and like mine, the thickest part of his shaft was about
halfway down.  He had light brown pubic hairs, but you could almost count
them there were so few.  His sack hung down with small acorn sized balls
resting on his thighs.  He was very hard and sticking up at a forty five
degree angle... thanks geometry.  It was slightly darker than the
surrounding pale skin, about the same as his suntan.  Chris flexed and it
bobbed up a couple times.

I was really impressed with his dare.  He basically knew I had fooled
around with boys and he was really putting the onus to fool around on me.
He had said he had jacked with another boy, now I guess he wanted another
boy to blow him.  And I was going to happily oblige him!

'Nice dick,' I said and Chris laughed.

'It tastes great too!' he exclaimed.

'How do you know?'  I said.  'You ever taste it?'

'I've tried, but I can't quite reach it.'  he laughed again and so did I.

I reached out with my right hand and lightly touched the head of his dick
with my finger and slowly moved it down his shaft and over his scrotum.  I
retraced my steps up his shaft then using my index finger and thumb, very
lightly went back down and then up his dick in a jacking motion, not
holding it hard enough to move his skin.

Chris exhaled loudly and whispered, 'Feels good.'

'Supposed to' I replied and he giggled.

My heart was beating so fast.  My mouth was watering.  My dick was so
hard. I held his dick a little tighter and pulled it up and away from his
body into almost a ninety degree position.  I moved my fingers up and down
his shaft again, this time holding it firmly and jacked him three times as
I lowered my mouth toward his groin. On the third jack I went back down and
with my tongue licked his head all over.  I jacked up again and on the
downward jack I lowered my mouth further to engulf his entire head.  I
rolled my tongue all around and heard Chris gasp.  He smelled and tasted so
great.  I lowered my mouth until I reached his body, holding all his dick
in my mouth, then slowly moved up then back down, jacking him with my
mouth.  My mouth kept watering, as if this were the greatest thing it had
ever had in it and I had to keep swallowing to keep my saliva from covering
his pubic bone.. Thanks sex ed for the body parts lecture!  With my right
hand, I traced his balls in his scrotum then lightly pushed between his
thighs and he spread his legs, giving me better access to his sack.  I
cupped his sack in the palm of my hand and continued moving my mouth up and
down on his dick.  I moved back up again and let his dick fall from my
mouth, then using suction on the underside of his shaft, moved down and
back up again, stopping just below his head and with my tongue fingered the
underside of his head.  Chris gasped again and put his hands on my head.  I
took him back into my mouth and moved down then up.  I peeked up at Chris
and his head was thrown back and his eyes were closed.  His hands were
still on my head and he was rubbing my hair a little bit.  I closed my eyes
and continued to slowly suck him down and up.  My breath was coming fast
and my heart was still beating a mile a minute.  It was well past ten
seconds, but I was way too far gone in lust to care.  I wanted to keep
sucking him forever.  I kept moving up and down and started fondling his
balls.  I scooted up so that I was on my knees instead of my elbow, keeping
his dick in my mouth but freeing up my left hand.  I put my left hand under
his arms and on his taut belly and started rubbing in a circular motion.  I
keep slowly sucking up and down his dick and started to move my left hand
up, now going in a back and forth motion across his belly then over his
ribs and up to his tiny nipples.  I could feel how erect both nipples were
as I moved over then. I stopped on his left nipple and lightly pinched and
rubbed it.  This caused Chris to groan.  A boy groaning while his dick is
in my mouth is just about the sexiest sound ever!  He increased his
pressure on my head with his hands and he started to rub my hair faster.  I
continued to fondle his balls with my right hand, sucking up and down his
shaft with my mouth and pinching his nipple with my left hand.  Chris
started that instinctual fucking motion, thrusting his hips up as I was
going down, then lowering them as I moved back up.  We kept that up for
probably thirty seconds.  I wasn't sure if he was getting close to cumming
or not, but I knew he was really getting into it.  I didn't want him to cum
yet, so on my next upward suck, I released his balls and dick and nipple
and lowered myself back onto my elbow.

'Shit!' Chris exclaimed as he opened his eyes. 'That felt better than
anything has ever felt in my entire life!'

'I know', I said. 'Cool, right?'

He was breathing pretty hard and was twitching his dick, trying to get that
feeling back again.

'You have done that before, right?' he asked.

I figured direct and honest would be the best course. 'Yeah, my friends and
I figured that out a couple years ago.'

He nodded and I knew when he didn't say Gross or That's Gay that he just
might be up for my next dare.

'I dare you to suck me for ten seconds' I said as I laid on my back and
lowered the covers still on me to show him my five hard inches.  I was
afraid that even though I wasn't much bigger and thicker than him, he would
be pretty nervous about sucking me and I wasn't sure if our playtime was
over.  Boys had chickened out on me before after I had sucked them first.

Chris lowered his eyes to my groin.

'You are bigger than me, and have a lot more hair.'

'I'm a year older.  You'll be bigger than me in a year.  I was smaller than
you right after I turned thirteen.  It started to grow and get darker and
hairier around then.' I explained.

He looked from my dick to my eyes, back to my dick then back to my eyes.

'I have never done this before.  I probably won't be very good'

'Just do what I did.  It is sorta like sucking on a lollipop, just make
sure you don't use your teeth.  It will feel real good no matter if it's
your first time or not.  And if you don't want to, then don't do it.  I
won't be mad'.

Chris scooted down and rolled onto his right hip and elbow, reached out
with his left hand and wrapped it around my shaft.

'Ooh', I groaned, 'Feels good already.'

He jacked me a couple times as he studied my dick.  He let go and traced my
balls in my hairless scrotum, then ran his fingers through my pubes.  He
could explore as much as he wanted.  He fisted my shaft again and slowly
jacked up and down.  He licked his lips and leaned over and down, stopping
a couple inches away from my head.  He pulled up with his fist and leaned
the rest of the way in and with his tongue sticking out, gave my head a
tentative lick.  He licked again then formed his mouth in an O and lowered
his mouth onto my head.  I could feel his tongue moving around and then he
pulled off and looked up at me.

'It doesn't taste bad', he said then grinned.

He turned his attention back to my dick and this time just went down all
the way to his fist, getting about three inches in his mouth.  He stayed
like that for a couple seconds, trying to move his tongue around then
pulled back up and then down again.  It felt so awesome, his soft warm
mouth moving up and down on me.  Knowing he had never had a dick in his
mouth was really sexy and exciting.  I put my hand on the back of his neck
and gently rubbed his smooth skin.  I leaned my head back and closed my
eyes.  He may have never done this before, but he learned very quickly.  I
kept rubbing his neck as he continued to move his mouth up and down.  I
slowly moved down his back and across his shoulder blades.  I loved
touching a boy all over his smooth body, and Chris had a very soft, very
smooth body.  I started moving my hips in rhythm with his mouth and he
changed from a fist to two fingers holding my shaft, which allowed more of
my dick to enter his mouth.  He was really giving me an excellent blow job.
I rubbed down to the small of his back and then back up to his neck.  Chris
would bob down on my dick, then pull up, and holding my head in his mouth,
move his tongue all over.  He seemed to really be getting into this.  With
my left hand rubbing his back, I put my right hand on his head and guided
him up and down in time with my thrusts.

'You are really good at this,' I whisper groaned.  He moved his hand from
my dick to my balls and lightly squeezed and fondled them.  I let go of his
head so I didn't push him down too far and gag him.  He kept sucking me,
moving up and down, stopping and working my head over with his tongue every
third or forth thrust.  Chris had been sucking my dick for a couple minutes
and I knew I was going to reach the point of no return soon.

'OK, stop.  I'm gonna cum real soon if you don't.'

He pulled off and leaned back on the pallet beside me.  He wiped his mouth
with the back of his hand.

'Spit really builds up.'

'Yeah it does'

He looked at my dick and then in my eyes.

'I did good?'

'Damn good.  That was awesome!'  I enthused.  'You got the hang of it
really fast and Man, that was good!'

'Thanks, I guess'.  He seemed to be thinking for a few seconds.

'How many boys have you done that with?'

'I don't know,' I replied.  'Maybe ten or so?  A lot of my friends like to
fool around.'

Chris stared at the ceiling and didn't say anything for a few seconds.  I
didn't know if he wanted to ask more questions but I knew I wanted to make
him cum, and make him cum in my mouth. I got back on my knees beside him.
He looked up at me then spread his legs some.  I put my right hand on his
inner thigh and my left on his belly, leaned forward, and swallowed his
hard dick all the way down.  I used a lot of suction and started jacking
him with my mouth, moving my lips up to the underside of his sweet head
then all the way back down.  I squeezed and rubbed his inner thigh with my
right hand and rubbed his belly with my left, feeling it tense and relax as
I sucked him.  I alternated from rubbing his thigh to fondling his balls as
Chris spread his legs even wider.  With one hand I was rubbing his belly,
lightly encircling his bellybutton as I went by; with the other hand gently
rubbing his nuts then going lower and rubbing his hard taint; and with my
mouth, bobbing up and down on his dick fast.  He put his hands on my head
and started moving his hips, fucking my mouth.  He started breathing faster
and louder and I knew he was feeling really good and probably about to
start cumming.  I let him take over the rhythm and held my mouth still as
he thrust up and down, his thighs alternately hardening and relaxing. Chris
moved his feet up closer to his butt, and with his knees in the air, thrust
deep into my mouth, trying to get length he didn't have down my throat.  He
was pushing my head down on his upward thrusts.  I could see his sac
shrinking and pulling his balls up to his body.  I knew he was close to
cumming and wondered if he knew.

'I'm gonna cum', he raggedly whispered, answering my unspoken thought, and
let go of my head.  He tried to pull his dick from my mouth but I followed
him down, put my arm under him and hugged him tight.  His butt was soft and
warm against my arm.  He had stopped thrusting so I took back over, moving
up, stopping to rub his head with my tongue, then back down with a lot of
suction.  I was not going to lose any sperm he could push out.  I felt his
hands on my head again and he resumed pushing himself into my mouth.  He
thrust three more times then pushed down on my head and held still.  I felt
him twitch and then a warm spurt hit my tongue.  He twitched again and more
cum squirted out.  I moved down then back up his dick and he pulsed one
more dollop then several dry twitches.  I noticed he had grabbed my hair
only after he realized it and suddenly let go.  I moved down his dick and
squeezed up, trying to get every drop he had.  He straightened his legs and
I pulled my arm from under him.  I continued to hold his warm dick in my
mouth, not sucking anymore, just holding it lightly and feeling it twitch
occasionally.  I laid my left cheek on his belly, used my right hand to
gently rub his tight scrotum, and just inhaled his sweet odor.  I held this
position, with my butt high in the air, for about thirty seconds then
reluctantly released him from my mouth and sat up.  I still had his cum in
my mouth, and as I stared down at him, I tasted his very sweet offering.  I
rubbed his cum all through my mouth with my tongue and then swallowed.  He
didn't cum a lot, but it was sure tasty.  I don't know that any had tasted
better than his.  Chris had his eyes closed. His cheeks were flushed and he
was breathing heavily.  His chest was also flushed while his nipples were
hard.  His dick jumped every few seconds. His balls were high and tight, a
very prepubescent look, and it appeared his thighs were quivering slightly.
He was a very, very sexy sight.  I wanted to lean down and kiss him on his
lips, which were still slightly puffy from sucking me earlier.  I resisted,
but it was tough. Instead I reached out and lightly rubbed his leg.

He opened his eyes.

'OK, That was the best feeling ever!'

That was good, his first reaction was a compliment.  This was a scary time
for me.  Chris had sucked me after I sucked him, but this was bigger.  I
had sucked him to orgasm and then held on and forced him to cum in my
mouth.  I basically outed myself, I guessed.  Fooling around was one thing,
being gay was different.  I had fooled around with plenty of boys and been
gay with some.  I had been lucky so far, I guess.  Only one boy I 'outed'
myself to caused problems, telling everyone I was a 'fag', and 'sissy boy'
and that I was always trying to suck his dick.  Most of the kids didn't
care and I only lost a couple friends.  Others kids I had gone too far with
just said no thanks and kept it to themselves.  A couple didn't care at all
and were happy to let me blow them.

I had just met Chris but I really liked him.  He was one of those people
you meet and it somehow seems you have known each other forever.  I thought
he was really cute and sexy, and it would be awesome if he were like me.
But if he wasn't, I really wanted to be his friend anyway.  I hoped I had
not blown his friendship by blowing his dick.

He looked up at me.

'You ate my cum.  Why did you do that?'

'I really like the taste of cum.  My friend taught me to try it when I was
younger than you and I liked it, so I eat it.'

'I don't want you to cum in my mouth, but give me a minute and I will suck
you again and try to make you cum.'

'You don't have to if you don't want to.  I don't want you to feel you have
to cause I did you.'

Chris cocked his head at me and narrowed his eyes.

'I liked doing it', he said and then looked surprised.  I don't know if he
was surprised he liked it or that he said it out loud.

'I liked making you feel good and feeling you squirm cause you liked it so
much.  It doesn't taste bad and I think you are cool so it's cool.'

'Cool' was all I said as I laid on my back next to him, touching his leg
and arm with my leg and arm.  He didn't move away, just laid there still
breathing a little heavy.

I looked over at him because I really liked looking at him.  His legs were
very smooth, just a few short light blond hairs on his shins.  He had long
legs and I guess average sized feet, and I noticed that his toenails were
perfectly cut.

'How do you get your toenails perfect?' I asked.

'My Mom cuts them'.

My eyes moved back up to his sac, which was still very high and tight.  It
appeared to be totally hairless.  His dick was still very hard, pointing at
the same forty five degree angle as before we started.  It was shiny from
my mouth which was very sexy to me. I looked at his belly with his small
innie navel.  His breathing made it rise and fall in rhythm.  I loved how I
could see almost all his ribs and I just wanted to rub my fingers and
tongue all over them.  His small light nipples were still hard, beckoning
me to use my mouth and bathe them.  His right arm was above his head and
his very very smooth armpit was also beckoning me to bathe it with my
tongue.  And his lips, his slightly swollen lips.  What could I do with
them?  Part them with my fingers?  My Tongue?  My dick?  Any and all of
those suggestions went through my mind.  He had the cutest, tiny, slightly
upturned nose, positioned over a smooth upper lip.  Just waiting for Eskimo
kisses.  I would kiss him anywhere in any way he would let me.  His ruddy
cheeks had a dusting of a few light freckles, which I had not noticed
before.  I wonder If cumming and the check flush had brought them out.  He
had sweat over his ears and on his forehead, slightly dampening his
straight hair, which was pushed to the side, not over his eyebrows.  His
eyes, which I suddenly noticed were studying me, were a very light blue,
and seemed to be penetrating my soul.  I blushed from being caught studying
him so intently.  That made him grin.

'You really like me, don't you.'  This was a statement, not a question.

I lowered my eyes to the bed.  Usually I was not this shy.

'Yeah, I think you are really cool' I quietly said.

'You're cool too' he said as he turned on his side and scooted down,
putting his face close to my groin.  He gently pried my legs apart and I
spread them for him.  He climbed over my left leg and settled in between
them, his knees on the ground and his butt on his feet.  He leaned forward,
putting his face right over my dick.  He reached out with his right hand
and firmly grabbed my dick, lifted it up and then immediately moved his
mouth down and over my head.  He just held me there, moving his tongue all
around my head, causing me to squirm.  I tightened my legs around him and
entwined my ankles.  This was a position I hoped to be in with him soon,
but instead of his mouth on my dick, it would be his dick in my butt.  He
moved his fist down, with his mouth following.  He held me tight and raised
his mouth up then back down.  He did this several times.  Up and down.  It
was such an awesome sight, seeing my dick in his mouth, his cheeks bulging
as he repeatedly raised and lowered his head.  Occasionally he would stop
at the top, just holding me in his mouth for a few seconds, then slowly
lower himself to his fist.  I was feeling really good.  I put my head back
and closed my eyes.

'Feels so good' I said quietly.

He moved up to the top and swirled his tongue on my head, then pulled all
the way off.

'Supposed to', he said then giggled.  I grinned and then groaned as he
lowered his mouth back down, slowly going all the way to his fist again.
Back up then down and I was really getting into it.  I undid my feet and
placed them on the floor close to my butt.  I pushed my hips up as Chris
went down then pulled down as he went up.  He put his left hand on my knee
then moved it along the inside of my thigh.  Oh man, that was sexy.  I
groaned again.  He moved back to my knee then down again.  He was still
slowly bobbing up and down my dick, and I was getting very close to
erupting.  I pushed up and down.  I wanted to get more of my dick in his
mouth but he kept a tight grip on the base with his fist.  This did allow
me to push up hard, not worrying about gagging him.  I started moving
faster and he picked up the pace too.  He moved his arm to my side, his
elbow on my butt, and slowly stroked my belly in time to his sucking.  This
was really hot and I wasn't lasting much longer.

'I'm gonna cum real soon.' I gasped.  'You should pull off and jack me.'

Chris kept sucking and stroking my belly.

'Really gonna cum soon' I said again.  He just kept moving up and down, and
I was past the point of no return.

'Chris, your gonna get a mouthful in a second.  I cum a lot more than you
do!'

He just ignored me so I gave up.  I was cumming soon and I was cumming now!
My butt clinched, my stomach tightened, and I was shooting.

'Unghhh' was the only sound I could get out.  I kept my eyes open to watch
Chris and see what was happening.  My first shot hit when he was on a down
stroke.  He lifted up and pulled off, aiming my dick toward my face and
started jacking me.  I could see my cum on his lips and trickling down his
chin.  He had a weird look on his face.  But he kept jacking me as I shot
again, leaving a trail right between my nipples to almost my bellybutton.
I shot again and this spurt landed near my neck.  Another just went in the
air and landed beside me on the sleeping bag.  Then cum started oozing out,
going down my dick and over Chris' hand.  He slowed down jacking me and I
shot a couple more oozers.  This was by far the most I had ever cum.  Chris
really did it for me.  He was just so damn sexy and sweet, and I thought he
was so damn cute.  I put my hand over his to stop his jacking me.

'I told you I was cumming' I said as I used my index finger to wipe cum off
his chin.  'Why didn't you pull off?'

'I wanted you to feel good and I thought I could do it.  I didn't like it
though.  Too slimy'.  He did lick his lips though and swallowed.  'It
doesn't taste terrible, not great either, but it is too slimy I think.'  He
licked and swallowed again.  'No, it doesn't taste too bad.'

I sat up and held his cum covered hand.  Well, it wasn't covered, just a
few dollops.  I brought his hand to my face and licked his middle finger,
which seemed to have to most on it.

'Tickles' he said, 'and Gross'.

He pulled his hand away and snorted.  'That was weird.'

I guess that struck us both as pretty funny.  We both laughed and then
cracked up.  He then used his index finger to wipe some cum from my chest
and held it toward my face.  I leaned forward and sucked his finger like it
was his dick and ate all the cum on it.  We both cracked up again.

I grabbed a paper towel and wiped the rest of my cum from us and we sat
indian style on the pallet facing each other.  I was still very hard, and
he was about halfway soft.  I grabbed a canned coke and pulled off the tab.
We handed it back and forth, sharing it until it was empty.  We were
looking at each other when we both let out tremendous burps.  Of course we
cracked up.  We calmed down some and then Chris asked me a question.

'Are you gay?'

I had to look up because I was checking out his gorgeous shrinking dick.
His face was pretty expressionless and he was looking me right in the eyes.
I looked him in the eyes too and answered.

'Yeah, I have know for a couple years that I like boys.'  I answered him.
I had never had a friend ask me this, though some of them could just tell,
and I knew that they knew I was gay.  I had never said out loud to anyone
that I was gay.  My older friend called me gay and I never said I wasn't,
but I never said I was either.  I was feeling OK about this though.  Chris
may or may not be gay, but he did try to swallow my cum, and I thought that
meant he was really fucking cool.

'Am I gay?' he asked.  He seemed to be perfectly serious.  I really loved
how he just said what he was thinking.

'I don't know.  You aren't gay because of what we did tonight.  I've fooled
around with a lot of boys, and only one of them besides me is gay.  We're
boys, and boys like to feel good.  Friends will do things for their friends
to make them feel good.  I think that's what you did.  You learned how good
it felt to get a blow-job, and you wanted me to have that same awesome
feeling.  I think that just makes you really cool.  And I think that makes
you a really good friend.'

Whew, what a speech.  I tried to look at him the whole time, but spent some
of it looking behind him.  I did look him in the eye as I finished.

He smiled when I called him a really good friend.

'I think you are really cool too and I think you are my best friend
already.'

He blushed a little when he said that.  I just wanted to grab him and hold
him and pet him and kiss him all over.  So I did.  I reached out and
grabbed him in a hug.  I put my chin on his shoulder and he put his on
mine.  I squeezed him to me tight and he squeezed me back.  We just held
each other for a good thirty seconds, breathing each others scent and
slowly rocking.  Our chests and knees were the only things touching and it
felt so wonderful to feel his smooth warm skin against mine.  I pulled us
apart but kept my hands on his sides. His hands were gripping my shoulders.
I rubbed up and down his sides very slowly as I looked him in the eye.

'Thanks for being so cool.  I've never talked about being gay with anyone
before.'  He didn't pull away, he didn't look disgusted, he didn't do
anything other then keep holding my shoulders and looking me in the eyes.

'How do you know you are gay?  Maybe you just like making your friends feel
good.'

'Well, when I jack off, I think about boys.  When I go to sleep, I think
about boys.  When I think about kissing, I'm kissing a boy.  So I'm pretty
sure I like boys.'

He nodded and got a thoughtful look.  'I don't think about girls when I
jack off, I just think about how good it feels.  I don't think about
kissing anyone.  I'm not sure what I think about when I go to sleep,
usually my day or what is happening tomorrow.  What's that make me?'

'Some kind of weirdo, I guess,' I answered really sarcastically and we both
cracked up.  We laughed and kept touching each other as we calmed down.  I
put my hands on his knees and he put his hands on mine.  He gave me a
crooked smile.

'You can perv on me if you want, I don't mind.  It's kinda cool to have you
really like me.'

'Thanks, been doing it since I met you.'  I squeezed his knees and then
held out my arms as he launched himself at me, tackling me and taking me to
my back.  We were both laughing so hard we couldn't even wrestle and he
just laid on me, between my legs, his soft dick atop my still hard one, his
belly on mine, and his cheek on my chest.  He snaked his arms under my pits
and held onto my shoulders.  I put my arms around him, one hand on his
shoulder, the other on his lower back.  We both giggled and sorta snuggled
into each other.  Hmmm, maybe he was, at the very least, willing to
experiment with being gay.  I closed my eyes and rubbed his back and
shoulders.  He skin was silky smooth, his hair soft and still a bit sweaty.
A definite aphrodisiac for me.

'I've never had a naked hug before', Chris stated. 'It feels good.  Your
skin is really warm and soft.'  He snuggled into me even more, and I could
feel his dick hardening against mine.  Just as I was thinking about going
another round, I could hear and feel him yawn against my chest.  I scooted
us around so we were totally on our pallet.  Chris just laid on me the
whole time.  I think he was really into hugging, and was just realizing it.
He continued to hold on to me and yawned again.  I reached over and pulled
one of the blankets over us.  I resumed rubbing his back with my left hand
and held him on me with my right hand on his lower back.  I continued to
rub and inhale his musky boy smell as he fell asleep.  It didn't take very
long.  It was pretty late and he had cum pretty hard earlier.  I guess he
had had several new experiences tonight and he was worn out.  I thought it
was really sweet that he fell asleep on me and only made me more infatuated
with him.  I really really wanted to be his lover, and I thought that was
still an option, maybe even a likely one.  But I would settle for his
friendship.  Chris was a special special boy, and he deserved whatever he
wanted.  I held him for at least fifteen minutes as he slept.  I would have
loved to have held him on me all night, but I wasn't much bigger than him,
and his weight was a little too much for me.  I rolled to my left, slowly
depositing him on the pallet beside me.  I laid beside him, pulled the
covers back over us, and watched him sleep.  I thought he was beautiful.
And not just the way he looked, but the way he thought, the way he acted.
This was some kid I was with.  I closed my eyes too and was soon asleep
with him, knowing anything I dreamed about would be no better that what had
happened tonight.  This was my best birthday ever, no doubt about it.  Who
would have thought?