Date: Sat, 22 Oct 2005 10:23:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: William Cordova <wcordova98@yahoo.com>
Subject: William Cordova - Chapter Twenty...

Disclaimer

This story contains acts of the sexual nature between underage boys.  If
you do not like this type of story, or it is illegal in the area in which
you live, do not read any further.

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Chapter Twenty: The Melting Ice

I called Matt up later that night to arrange we meet in the library the
following morning.  I couldn't wait to see him again and wasn't willing to
wait until after school.  We would probably have a good twenty minutes to
hang out before class in the mornings and maybe find some more time during
the day.

I sat waiting for Matt to come in, constantly checking the library door
each time it opened.  A few minutes later Matt came walking in and looked
around and I assumed he was looking for me because once he saw me staring
back at him, a smile broke across his face.

"Hey Matt."

"Hi, come with me.  I want to get a book."

I was a little suspicious by that, but followed anyways.  He lead me into
the back where it was somewhat dark and out of view of the rest of the
people.  As soon as we were back there I asked him, "What book you looking
for?"

He turned and looked at me with a naughty smile.  "This one" and he
embraced me with a hug and a deep kiss.  I naturally reacted with passion
and closed my eyes, but soon realized where we were, so I opened my eyes
and looked around as best I could.  "What are you doing?  What if someone
sees us?"

"There's no one back here.  Com'on, kiss me again," he whispered.

"Oh God Matt, I can't."

"What?  You don't want to kiss me now?"

"I want to.  I really want to.  I just can't do it here.  I don't feel
comfortable.  I'm scared someone will see us.  We'd be screwed beyond any
recognition if someone busted us."

Matt glanced around.  He walked to the end if the isle and looked around.
"There's only two other people in the whole library.  No one's going to see
us."  He moved toward me and embraced me again in a kiss.  I tried to
resist, but his sweet lips and wonderful taste held me there like a magnet.

His hands found the front of my jeans and tried to get down the front of my
pants but my jeans are too tight on me as is, much less with an extra pair
of hands.  I felt his fingers wiggling for what they could not reach.  Then
he unbuttoned my jeans, but I broke the kiss.  "Don't.  Not here."  I
grabbed his hand in place, preventing him from going any further.  My
stomach was feeling queasy already, but I couldn't let him drop my pants.
My heart was pounding and I felt hot all of a sudden.

"I just want to see it real quick," he begged and his eyes turned into eyes
that are irresistible -- eyes you cannot say "no" to.

"Ok, but let me do it."  He removed his hands and I pulled the zipper down.
I lowered my jeans and boxers in one.  Matt nearly gawked on sight.  I
found that funny and giggled a little.  Then he giggled back.  "What?" I
asked.

"It's so small," and he poked it with his finger.

"I'm fucking nervous ok.  Give me a break."

"I'll make it bigger..."

"No," I interrupted as I pulled my jeans back on.  "You can do that later.
I'll come over after school and you can play with it all you want."

We walked back to the front of the library by the tables where we had left
our backpacks and sat down.  Matt was looking at me funny -- all giddy and
happy.  "Stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"You look like a fool.  Get that smirk off your face."

"What are you talking about?"

I leaned forward and whispered, "you look like you were just playing with
my dick."

"But I just was."

"That's the problem.  You look all happy and shit.  This is school.  You're
suppose to look depressed.  Someone might suspect something."

"Oh."

"You have to act normal.  Please act normal.  We can afford to get busted.
I don't want anyone even suspecting anything."

"I know a more private place we can hang out before school," Matt
suggested.

"Really?"

"In the theatre.  It's always dark and open and we can hang out there and
no one will ever know."

"Are you sure?"

"Trust me.  I'll show you tomorrow.  Just meet me down by the hallway going
to the theatre ok?"

"Sure."

The two-minute warning bell rang just after that, so we had to go.  The day
went pretty quickly, considering I was on auto drive with Matt on my mind.
When gym came around, I was completely over yesterday's events as though
they hadn't even happened and it seemed as though Eddie and Mitch were
disappointed I got over it so fast.  Jeff didn't seem to care.  He seems
much more timid about things like this then the other two.  After all, he
had a prank played on him not too long ago.  Nothing too embarrassing like
mine, but it was a good laugh.

On my way home from school, I was overly excited.  I walked fast -- and I
do mean fast.  It was a speed walk.  My mind was racing going the
excitement of being alone with Matt again.  I was somewhat in shock when I
saw my mother's car in the driveway.  I walked in the front door and saw my
mother sitting at the dinner table sipping on some drink.

"Hey Mom.  What you doing home?"  I asked, trying not to sound
disappointed.

"Hello Will.  I got the rest of the day off, that's all."

"Oh cool."  I walked back to my room and put my stuff down.  I sat on my
bed thinking.  I told Matt I was coming over after school but now I am not
sure if I can get out.  I waited for my mom to go back to her room before
calling Matt up.

"Hello?" I heard Matt from the other end.

"Hey Matt.  It's me."

"Hey."

"Listen up.  My mom was here when I got home.  I don't think I can get
out."

"What?  Man that sucks.  I wanna see you again."

I could almost feel him become sad through the phone.  "I know.  I can't
wait to see you either."

"Ask your mom if you can come over."

"She won't let me ride my bike over there."

"Just ask.  It can't hurt to ask her right?" Matt said.

I didn't want to ask my mom.  I was almost convinced she would say no.  It
was almost embarrassing to even ask.  I don't know why I felt this way, but
I agreed with Matt -- what could it hurt to just ask?  What is the worst
that could happen?  "Ok, I'll ask.  I'll call you right back ok?"

"Ok."

I walked back to my mom's room where she was in the bathroom fooling around
with womanly things.  I sat on the bed and looked at her.  She saw me
through the mirror but went back to her things.  She knew I wanted to ask
something and I knew she knew, but it was still awkward so I just blurted
it out without thinking any longer.

"Can I go over to Matt's?"

"You mean like ride your bike over there?" she asked back.

"Yeah, I suppose."

She stopped what she was doing to turn around and look at me.  "You know
your dad doesn't like you riding your bike down Keith Harrow."

"I know, but how else am I to get there?  And I'm fifteen years old
already.  I'm not a baby.  I can handle that stinkin' road."  My mom just
looked at me in thought.  "I'll be careful... I promise."  I almost felt
like I had to beg, which I was getting really close to doing.

"Ok fine.  You're right.  You're only a year away from driving.  But you
really need to be careful.  It's not you I don't trust Will, it's all the
crazy drivers on the road."


"Great!" I almost jumped up in joy, but didn't feel comfortable showing
that much emotion in front of my mother.  Or father for that matter.  I
never have.  "Thanks so much," and I gave a big smile.

"If you want to stay for dinner, go ahead.  Just call and let me know ok?"

"Oh yeah, sure."

When I got out of my mom's room I did a joyful hip-skip in excitement and
ran back to the phone.  I swear if someone had seen me, they would have
cracked up at the corniness of my jump.

"Hello?" Matt said from the other end of the line.

"Hey Matt.  My mom said I could come over."

He whispered, "Great, cause I can hardly wait to see you."

"Ok, I'm coming over.  I'll be there in a few ok?"

"Ok."

I hung up the phone and ran back to my room.  I must have been on super
speed because I put my shoes back on and grabbed a piece of gum without
even thinking about it.  I was on auto pilot all the way until I hit the
convenience store at the corner of Keith Harrow and Queens Boulevard.  I
was shot back into consciousness with the memory of my former bike being
stolen.  It's weird how that one event seems to be such a powerful itch in
my brain.  That single one event not only made me feel violated, but it
kept me away from my Matt for way too long.  I almost crashed into the curb
looking back at that store, that evil, evil store.

I arrived a little before four-thirty.  Matt opened the door before I was
even able to knock.  I could tell he was excited.  He must have been
waiting for me at the door since he hung the phone up.

"Hey," he said with a big grin.

I laughed.  "You must be excited to see me if you are waiting for me at the
door."

"Shuddup."  He grabbed my arm and pulled me in.  He gently pushed the door
close, apparently trying to make as little noise as possible.  "Quiet, ok?"
I shook my head and followed him upstairs to his room.  He shut the door
the same way and locked it this time.  When he turned around and looked at
me, all he said was, "Damn."  He looked me over from head to toe.

I was wearing the exact same thing the whole day, so I was a little
confused.  "What?"

"I can't believe how much I have missed you.  I can't believe how hot you
look."

"Ok.  But..."

"There are no buts.  You're hot.  I want to undress you."

"I just got here.  Can we..."

Before I could finish what I was saying I was wrestling with Matt's tongue.
He had jumped me and engulfed me in a hug and kiss.  I didn't mind one bit.
I wanted him to have fun doing what he wanted.  I felt like I suddenly had
power over Matt.  He wanted me and it felt awesome.

I let him dig as deep as he wanted into me.  I pushed back in an attempt to
play hard-to-get.  He ran his hands all over the back of my head and down
my back.  He put his hands on shoulders next and broke the kiss.  "Lift
your arms" he whispered.  I did as he said.  He lifted my shirt off and
dropped it to the floor.  He immediately started running his fingertips
over my chest -- swirling a few times over my nipples.

"You like my nipples."

"Shhh.  Keep it down," he responded.  He looked back at the door, then back
to me.  "Of course.  They are so hot."  He just looked over my chest,
eyeballing every square inch as if he was looking for something.  His hands
were chilly against my warm skin.  "You notice you have a little hair right
here." He rubbed his index finger just above my left nipple where it was
sprouting out.


"Yeah, one little tiny hair growing out of nowhere."

"I'd seen some kids in my gym class with hair growing on their chest.
That's icky."

I laughed at how he said the word `icky'.  "So what's that mean for me?"

"Nothing."  He guided me back and sat me down on his bed.  I started to
reach down and remove my shoes, but he stopped me.  He knelt down in front
of me, "I said I wanted to undress you."

"Ok fine.  I'm your slave."

He untied each shoe before removing them.  I felt a little embarrassed
thinking my feet might smell from a long day of wearing them.  Matt didn't
say anything so I don't know.  He removed my socks next and grabbed my legs
just above my ankles.  He made some light moaning sounds.

"You ok Matt?"

He looked up at me with a smile.  "Absolutely.  I've been wanting to do
this for so long."

I giggled.  "You have no idea how long I've been wanting you to do this
too."

He cupped his hands around the back of my calves and just wallowed in the
textures of my legs.  He started low but soon got to my knees and thighs --
even sliding his hands up my shorts a ways.  "Lay back," he said as he
pushed my down.  He grabbed my waist band and pulled my shorts and boxers
down all at once.  My dick sprang back slapping my stomach.  I was hard
long before it ever got to this. I'm sure Matt was also as his jeans were
tenting just slightly.  "Man you're hot."

"You said that before," I said as I grabbed my dick and started giving it a
few strokes.

"Don't."  He wrapped his fingers around my full dick and started molesting
it while his other hand fondled my balls.  I felt him reach a finger way
down and almost enter the cavity of my crack.

"That feels so good."

Matt just twitched his eyes upwards to look at me and smile.

"It's unbelievable," I said.

Matt just smiled at me, not saying a word.  A minute passed before he stood
up and started to take his shirt off.

"Wait.  I want to undress you like you did to me."

By the time I had said that, Matt already had his shirt off.  I sat up on
the bed right in front of him.  My face was peering inches from his
stomach.  I just looked.  I dropped my eyes down to his belly button,
checking for any signs of hair.  I saw none so I used my fingertips to
brush the soft skin of his stomach.

"Let me see your armpits," I said.  He giggled.  He raised his arms up and
I saw my prize.  I immediately moved my hands up to touch the little tiny
hairs jutting out.  "You still barely have any hair.  That's so cute," I
whispered.

He continued to giggle.  "You really like my armpits don't you?"

"They are freaking hot."  I felt mesmerized by them.  Other than the legs
of boys, the armpit is the only other part of the boy's body I ever get a
good look at.  I absolutely love getting quick looks at a boypit whenever I
get a chance.  "I don't care what anyone else says, you have the hottest
body of all the boys in our school."

"What?  Who says that?"

"Oh, no one.  I was just saying."  I moved my attention back down to his
tenting shorts.  I reached down to feel his legs.  His thighs were still
silky smooth.  I rubbed up and down, teasing him slightly by going as far
up as his boxers -- the whole time Matt was giggling.

I finally slipped his shorts off and he stepped out of them.  The little
tent in the front of his shorts gave me a good idea that he hasn't grown
much since the last time I saw his dick.  I was glad because I loved it
just the way it was.

"Come here," I said as I guided him down to the bed.  We lay facing each
other, on our sides -- me completely naked and Matt still in his boxers and
socks only.  I immediately leaned forward and kissed him.  "I want to talk
to you for a minute if that's ok?" I said.

"Sure.  What about?" he replied before kissing me.

We tongue wrestled for a minute before I broke the engagement.  "You.  I
want to talk about you."

"Me?"  He moved closer to me.  His chest touched mine and he wrapped his
leg over my hip, pushing his crotch into mine.  I couldn't help but react
back by pushing back, stroking his beautifully soft skin.

I reached behind him and grabbed his ass hard.  "Yes, of course you!"

"Ok, so what is it you want to know?"  He reached around me, also grabbing
my ass and giving it a big squeeze.

"Well," I started to say, but was interrupted when he moved his fingers
from my ass to the little sensitive area between my balls and my inner
thigh.  I had to grind back toward him.  "Damn that feels good."

"I know.  I love your ass.  I love how I can just barely feel the little
peach fuzz on it.  And I love you."  He leaned forward and gave me another
huge passionate kiss.  I almost lost my breath from it.  I responded with
all I could muster up.

"This is what I wanted to talk about."

"What is?"

"You just said you loved me?"

"I did?"

"So you love me?  Like `love' love?  Like a man- loves-a-woman love?"

"I don't know.  I just love kissing you and feeling you.  I love to see you
naked and I love to touch your dick."  He reached down and slid his boxers.
He left them dangling around his feet which were hanging off the end of the
bed.

I checked his crotch out.  It was exactly as I remember it.  It had just
the smallest amount of pubic light tan pubic hairs just above his boner.  I
reached down and grabbed it, playfully stroking it.  I then cupped his
hairless sac and fondled the little nuts inside.

"I don't know how to say this really.  But I think I'm gay," Matt said.  "I
mean that's what this is right?  Because I love to do those exact same
things I think you have the most beautiful body ever.  I'd much rather be
around you then any girl I've ever meet."

"Oh yea, sorry.  I really, really like you Matt.  And when I lost my
brother, I couldn't think of anything worst then losing you.  I had some
bad dreams of you being in the car with him, and you dieing."

"I'm pretty sure I'm gay too, Will.  Sometimes when I was messing around
with Vanessa, I would pretend it was you."

I laughed and Matt quickly cupped my mouth with his hand.  After he removed
it I said, "You pretended to be making out with me instead of Vanessa?"

"Yes," he said as his face turned a little red.  "I didn't like kissing
Vanessa -- it felt gross. But I like kissing you.  It feels great.  It
makes me excited and stuff.  Know what I mean?"

"Yes!  I love kissing you."  I leaned forward again and licked his lips.
Matt quickly opened up and gobbled my tongue.  We made out for another
minute before I came up for air.

"Will.  Make me go."

"What do you mean?"

He just looked at me and grabbed my exploring hand and placed it on his
dick.  He started forcing me to stroke it while he pressed forward.

I smiled back, getting the idea of what he meant now, but I had other
plans.  "You want me to make you feel awesome right?"

"Yes.  Make me jizz."

I giggled at the term `jizz.'  "Then let me try something I'm sure you'll
like."  Matt just nodded.  I pushed him down so he was flat on the bed.  I
straddled him and gave him another long kiss.  "Just enjoy.  I hope I can
do this right."

I scooted down so I could place my face really close to his crotch.  I
slowly stroked him off when I leaned down placing my nose into his pubes.
I inhaled deeply.  He smelled just as great as I would have imagined --
light sweat mixed with that smell.  I can't explain the smell other then
the times I sniff my own hands after scratching myself in the crotch.  It's
like part musky and part manly.  I used a finger to press down between his
ball sac and his thigh.  I could feel the extra warmth and just the
slightest hint of moisture.  I blew at his crotch, making him giggle
slightly.  I watched his pubic hairs flapping from my man-made tropical
breeze.  I again planted my face down into his pubes to inhale his scent.

My lips came in contact with them and the side of his stiffy -- all while I
continued to stroke.  I sped up slightly as I moved my attention to the
under side of his crotch.  I inspected his nuts from as close as I could
get, looking at every cute wrinkle.

I started to speed up even more when Matt began to make low moans and
grunts.  I leaned forward to sniff his nut sac, but couldn't really smell
much.  I touched the tip of my nose to them and pushed forward in one
continuous motion while taking in his wonderful aroma.  Again my lips
touched his skin.

As Matt started bucking he spread his legs apart fairly wide.  I
instinctively started stroking myself.  I met face-to-face with the head of
his dick.  I had thought long and hard about this, so I knew I really
wanted to try it at least once.  I leaned forward and placed my lips on his
mushroom.  I opened slightly and let the end of my tongue jut out and touch
his slit.  Just then it was met with a splash of warm juice.  I felt his
dick expand rapidly within my grasps.  I just let him burst into my mouth.
I really wasn't expecting to swallow, but I just did anyway.  I lowered my
lips further down as he jettisoned his might into my mouth.

Matt propped himself up using his elbows and was panting quietly.  I
flopped over next to him on my back and lifted a knee and placed it across
his legs.  I slowly continued to stroke myself because I was just so horny
it was instinctual.

"Man Will, that was..." Matt slowly stopped panting and just looked at me.
"I can't believe you did that.  Did you..."

"Yes, I did," I said.  By this time I had stopped jerking because I wanted
Matt to finish me off.  I was really close so it wouldn't take much.  "I
don't know why I did that.  I just wanted to taste your dick and..."

"What it taste like?"

"I don't know.  It doesn't taste like anything I guess."  I leaned over to
kiss him, but he moved back.  "What?"

He motioned to his dick.  "You were sucking on my dick."

"So?"

"I am not kissing you now.  That's nasty."

"No it's not."  I leaned over to kiss him again, but this time he didn't
move back, but he didn't pucker up either.  He just looked at me.  I
pounced on him and forced a kiss.  At first I could feel him denying my
advance, but he soon gave in.  I guess he realized it wasn't that bad after
all.  "So does this make me a cocksucker now?"

Matt laughed.  "Yes it does."

"Well, I'm glad I'm a cocksucker now because that was unbelievable."

"Me too.  You can do that to me any time you want."

We both laughed at each other.  I lowered myself right on top of him with
my dick poking down into his crotch.  I started to pump up and down slowly,
my dick using his inner thigh to massage against.  Matt took notice to
this.

"Stop.  Sit up on me"

I moved up and straddled him again, this time sitting just on this lower
stomach.  I could feel his still hard dick up against my crack.  Matt
immediately placed both hands behind me and cupped my butt.  My dick was so
close to exploding and it was pointing straight at his face.  Matt used his
left hand to grab and very, very slowly moved my dick up and down.  He
stroked just so lightly it was almost painful.  I lifted my chin up and
closed my eyes.  I leaned back to enjoy the treatment.  I felt Matt slowly
speed up and I started bobbing just slightly as my balls briefly bounced
off his stomach.  It took no longer then a half a minute to lift off.  It
was the most powerful explosion I ever had.  I uncontrollably bucked
forward.


"Man that was fast," Matt said breaking my moment of concentration.

I sat silent for another moment then looked down at Matt.  "I was ready to
go when I was down in your crotch earlier."

Matt giggled.  I saw him twirling a finger in my cum which was all over his
chest.  "You shot your load all the way up here.  That's amazing."

I leaned forward and gave Matt another long kiss, careful not to touch my
mess on Matt chest.  "This was great Matt.  I could do this everyday."

"I would love to have my boyfriend suck me off everyday," he said giggling.

"Boyfriend?"

"Well, yes.  Boyfriend -- that is if you want to go out with me."

"You're asking me to be your boyfriend?" I asked.

"Well, I guess."

"There is no doubt that I would love to be your boyfriend," I said as I
gave him another kiss.

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Author's note: I am having a real hard time keeping up with my writing...I
am trying my hardest to write when I have the time, but I dont have much of
that anymore.  I may have to change the update times to once every two
weeks instead of weekly...I'm in college, at the age of 28, LOL, but I'm
enjoying it emensely.  So therefore I have much less time to write then I
did over the summer, which is when I wrote most of this.

So far what i have planned shouldnt take more then 3 or 4 more
chapters...So the story is coming to an end anyways.  I have something
really special planned for Will and Matt.  It will definitely be worth the
extra week between updates if necessary.

Sorry about anything.  I know I have alot of fans who love this story and
want it to continue so I'll try my best.

I have received several questions about how much of this story is true and
how much is false. I will present a Truth/Fantasy section at the end of my
final chapter.  This is a biography, so a good majority of it will be true.

Last, I'd like to thank Frank for taking the time to help me with my story.
He is lending his time editing my story for me.  Thanks Frank :)


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