Date: Thu, 10 Nov 2011 01:05:42 +0000 From: william michael <beau155@hotmail.com> Subject: Panties are a Boy's Best Friend, Part 4 The usual cautions apply. Laurie Simpson stopped just before opening the door into the kitchen from the garage. She heard two voices from the other side. One she recognized as her son's, Mark. The other was deep and unfamiliar. She pulled the door open and stepped in to see Mark sitting at the kitchen table with a large black boy, who might have been the same age as Mark although it was hard to tell. They both looked up as she walked in. "Hi, Mom. This is Jackson. He's in my math class and I'm giving him some help." "Well, hello, Jackson, it's very nice to meet you. I'm Laurie." "Hello, Mrs. Simpson," Jackson said in deep bass voice. "Mark, dear," she began, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to go right back out tonight. The people that came in from New York today want to have a dinner meeting. I just have time for a quick shower and change of clothes. I shouldn't be too late but you'll be on your own for dinner." "No problem, mom. We've got plenty of stuff to put in the microwave." "It was nice to meet you, Jackson, and good luck with your studies," Laurie said as she hurried out of the kitchen. "You get the whole house to yourself, that's cool," Jackson said. "It happens once in a while. Sometimes her job has her doing stuff like this. It's okay, but I like it better when she's around," Mark said. "Try living in a small house with six other kids, I'm the oldest. No privacy, always someone getting in your way," the big boy said. "Be nice to just sit by yourself with no noise." "I can see what you mean. It is nice to be able to run around the house in your underwear, or naked for that matter," Mark said, then thought maybe he had said too much. "We better get back to this, you're getting the hang of it and I want to make sure you have it down cold before we're done." Jackson just nodded as they went back to the problem solving exercises. Within fifteen minutes, Laurie was back down in the kitchen, wearing a well tailored business suit with the skirt just above the knee. With a smile and kiss on the forehead for her son and 'nice to meet you' for Jackson, she was out into the garage. As the sound of the car leaving the garage faded, Mark sat back and said, "Well, I think you've got this part down. Try some more of these problems on your own and we can get together on Wednesday to go through them and start on the next section." "Okay. Thanks. You know, I appreciate this. I need a decent grade to keep any hope of a scholarship," Jackson replied. "No problem. You know, I get credit for tutoring so we both get something out of it. So what now, you heading for home or what?" Mark asked. "Nah, not yet. It gets pretty loud in the afternoon, I usually wait until after dinner and then grab something out of the fridge." "If you want, you can hang out here for a while. I wouldn't mind some company and I can zap some of those mini pizza bagel things," Mark volunteered. "Cool." Shortly thereafter the two mismatched classmates were sitting in the family room with the TV on and a plate full of hot snacks on the coffee table. They sat at opposite ends of the big couch. They ate in silence while watching a movie when Jackson said, "Did you mean that, what you said before about running around the house in your underwear or even naked?" "Oh, sure. Once my sisters were gone and I had the house to myself for hours at a time, I figured what the heck, after a while I found I really liked it," Mark replied. "My mom told me I used to do it when I was little. Pull off my diaper, or my clothes and run around the house naked. Even after my brothers started showing up. I guess I was five before she was finally able to convince me to stop. Of course now, I'm never alone at home. If it wasn't for the shower, I'd almost never be able to, well, you know and it's always too quick." "Jerk off, you mean? Wow, that must be a pain. I love being able to just sit on my bed, or the couch, and stroke, sometimes for hours," Mark said, looking sideways at the big boy sitting on the other end of the couch. Jackson shifted in his seat a bit, as if he was getting uncomfortable. It made Mark wonder. What the hell, he thought. "Well, we have this big house to ourselves for a few hours. You want to get naked?" "What? Right here? Together?" Jackson asked, taken aback. "Why not? Don't you get naked with other guys in the locker room and showers?" Mark asked. "Well, yeah, but that's different. That's sports." "Okay, well, I'd like to, and I wouldn't mind if you did too." Mark could see the look on the other boy's face and he knew he wanted to but was having a hard time with it. So to help matters along, he kicked off his shoes and lifted his hips and shucked off his shorts. Then he looked over at Jackson and gave him that big beautiful smile and a nod. With a final shrug the black boy peeled his long sleeved pullover off to reveal a heavily muscled torso and pair of arms. His skin was smooth and dark. Mark pulled off his shirt and then his socks, leaving just his boxer briefs, with a considerable bulge showing. Jackson slid his pants off, leaving just pair of white cotton boxers. "Looks like you've got a lot there for a skinny white kid," Jackson said with a little smile. "Looks like you've got a lot for anybody," came the response. Mark hooked his thumbs into the elastic waist band of his shorts and pushed them down in a steady movement. When he had them off he sat back, his thick cock resting on his belly, the sight of the Jackson having hastened it's growth. The big boy looked at him with slightly raised eyebrows and then he pulled his boxers off and revealed his prize. The dark gleaming cock was probably no more than an inch longer than Mark's eight, but it must have been half again as big around with a large mushroom head. In a word, it was massive. They both leaned back into the cushions of the couch and looked at each other. Mark smiled and said, "So, it's not so weird, is it?" "No, it's not so bad. Looks like we both need to stroke one out. It's been about a week for me," Jackson said, the massive dick twitching a bit. "It was last night for me, but I have a lot more opportunities. You might want to take advantage of the opportunity while you can." "Yeah? You wouldn't mind?" "No, it would be fun to do it together," Mark said. And to demonstrate, he took hold of the shaft of his still impressive cock and began to stroke it. The head was already dripping a bit at the sight of the other boys big black dick so he used his thumb rub the clear fluid into the head. Jackson took hold of his cock in one big hand and began to stroke it. He rested his head on the back of the couch and began a steady motion. He tilted his head so he could watch Mark stroke his dick. After a few moments, he said, "Man, that cock looks so big compared to the rest of you." "Your whole body looks amazing," Mark replied softly. They continued to stroke for a few minutes more when Mark stopped and said, "Hang on a minute." He stood up and with his rigid cock leading the way he walked to the half bath down the hall and quickly came back with a small bottle and two hand towels. He held up the bottle and said, "This will make it feel a whole lot better and we will likely need these before we're done." Jackson slid his hand down to the base of his cock and held it out toward Mark who added a generous portion of the lube gel to the head and top of the shaft. He sat back down, a little closer this time, and lubed up his own dick. While watching each other, the two boys slowly massaged the slippery fluid all over the shaft and head of their dicks. Jackson groaned low in his throat, then said, "Oh, fuck, this feels so good. Usually I only can use soap suds. I love this stuff." Mark just leaned back and smiled as he watched his new friend enjoy the attention he was giving his own dick. Finally Jackson looked over at Mark and said, "I don't think I'm going to be able to hold out for too much longer." "Don't worry, I bet we can get another one out of you before you go," Mark said as he focused on the head of the big dick, waiting for that first shot. Jackson closed his eyes and took hold of the base of his dick with one hand as he stroked the shaft with the other. Mark watched as the boys hips began to move and then buck. With a grunt and then a shout, Jackson's hips pushed up and the cum began to shoot from the mushroom head. Jackson let loose with half a dozen thick streams the rose a good two feet about his body, to splash back onto his belly and chest. This was enough to send Mark over the edge and he fired his own healthy load onto his torso. By the time his cumshots had stopped Jackson was slouching on the couch, his dark skin laced with white cum stripes. He was looking over at Mark, breathing hard when he said, "Oh, fuck, that was hot. I haven't cum on myself like this in so long. You shoot a good load too. This was great." "I'm glad you liked it. Better wipe that up before it runs onto the couch," Mark said as he grabbed his hand towel and started cleaning himself up. Jackson did likewise then said, "Your mom isn't gonna notice?" "It's okay. I'll rinse them out, plus I do a lot of the laundry whenever she's working a lot," Mark said. "Cool." When they were done, they just stayed put. Jackson looked over at Mark and said, "Have you done this with other guys before?" "Yeah, now and then," Mark replied. "That little Asian kid with the long hair?" "Um, maybe, why?" "No big deal, I just see you hanging around a lot. Just thought you might play around together." "Yeah, well, we do when we get the chance. He'll be jealous about today," Mark said. "Why you say that?" "Are you kidding? With a body like yours and that big cock, he'll wish he had been here to see it," Mark replied. "It's not all that, is it?" Jackson said with odd tone in his voice. Mark looked at him for a moment and then said, "Come with me," and he stood up, holding the gooey hand towel. Jackson stood up, at least half a foot taller than Mark, and most likely nearly twice his weight. Their now semi-rigid dicks hanging out over their balls. Mark led the way and Jackson couldn't help but watch as that tight little white ass twitched as they walked. They went upstairs to Mark's room and came to a stop in front of the mirror covered closet doors. "Okay, look at yourself and tell me what you see," Mark said. The big black boy stood there a moment then said, "I dunno, I see me," sounding a bit confused. "Okay, let me try. What I see is tall. I see heavy, well defined muscles, covered in smooth dark skin. I see strength. I see a beautiful big cock and massive balls begging to be played with. And if I look at the back of you I see more of the same with a hot hard ass. That's what I see." Jackson looked at himself again, and saw what Mark was talking about, although not really sure what it meant. He also saw that his dick was getting harder and when he looked over at Mark's reflection he saw that big dick on that skinny smooth white body growing too. He looked over at the boy and said, "Mark, man, are you gay?" "No, I like girls, too. But I guess I'm a bit of an artist and I see beauty in lots of place, and appreciate it. And you have a beautiful man's body," he replied and took a step closer. "In fact, the only thing better than looking at a beautiful male body, is to touch it." He slowly reached out and ran his finger tips over Jackson's arm. The bigger boy flinched a bit but didn't pull away. Mark let his hand run up over the massive bicep, tracing a vein that stood out. He then moved over the hard chest muscle and saw how hard the dark black nipple was. He bypassed it on the way down to the washboard abs. He was doing this while watching there reflections in the mirror. Both their dicks were getting harder and harder, bobbing in front of them. Mark let his hand drift past the massive shaft and ran down along the defined muscles of Jackson's thigh. He heard the boy breathing heavy and he looked up at the reflection of Jackson's face. His eyes were half lidded, his mouth opened slightly. Mark knew the bigger, older boy was enjoying the attention, but he was going to have to be the aggressive one, the instigator so he turned sideways, letting his cock brush against that hard muscles of Jackson's thighs and he reached out and took hold of that dark, shiny, massive cock. He heard the breath catch in Jackson's throat but he didn't pull away, or worse, push Mark back. In fact his arm moved back to give Mark more room, and after a few moments the big strong hand came to rest on Mark's ass, pulling him up against the bigger boy, his hard white cock pressed against the black skin of the hard upper thigh. Mark began to stroke that fat black dick, his delicate fingers barely able to get around it. He slowly stroked the still lightly lubed shaft as he leaned against the solidly muscled body. He let his hips move a bit, dry humping his cock on Jackson's leg. He could here the bigger boy begin to mumble. "Oh, fuck, yes that feels so good. Your hand is so soft and warm on my cock. Yessss." Mark looked up and he could tell that the boy was looking at their reflection in the mirror, focused on the white hand wrapped around his dark shaft and just to the side and below, that big white dick being ground against the dark skin of his thigh. Mark brought his other hand up and began to caress and squeeze the hard muscled ass cheeks while at the same time he dipped his head down and let his tongue dart out to lick at the thick hard nipple. Jackson groaned and almost crushed Mark as he tightened his arm around the smaller boys body. "Of fuck, Mark, baby, that feels so good. No one's ever done this to me. I love it. Stroke my big dick." While he said this, Jackson shifted Mark a bit so the fat white dick was now resting across the front of Jackson's thigh and he reached with his free hand and took hold of it. Now it was Mark's turn to look in the mirror to see his cock engulfed in that big black hand. Jackson squeezed and stroked it while Mark jacked on his massive shaft. The feelings they shared were fantastic but Mark had something else in mind. He took his mouth off of Mark's hard nipple and said, "Move back and sit down on my bed." Without saying a word, and not relinquishing his hold on Mark or his cock, Jackson slowly shuffled backward until his legs touched the end of the bed and he slowly sat down, his rigid dick still in Mark's hand. Mark was sitting sideways next to him and without a word he ducked his head down and captured the head of that massive black cock with his lips. Jackson's reaction was loud and deep. "OH, Fuck, yeah, suck my dick. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck." Mark had no hopes of getting anywhere near all of that massive dick in his mouth but he worked to get in as much as he could, licking and slurping and stroking as he went. He played with those big smooth balls as his saliva dripped down onto them. Jackson leaned back on his arms and Mark knelt beside him on the bed. His own dick was taken by one of those big black hands again and he was stroked steadily while he sucked. He could feel those two big eggs start to pull up and Jackson's hips began to move up and down as he fucked Mark's mouth. Finally he began to grunt and said, "Gonna cum, man, gonna cum." Mark clamped his lips around the base of that big mushroom head and squeezed the base of the the shaft hard. With a shout, Jackson's hips bucked and he began to fire his second load right into Mark's mouth. The smaller boy was able to contain the first two streams but was overwhelmed by the rest. He let his mouth open and the thick white cream flowed out over the dark shiny skin as the rest splashed against the inside of his mouth and then flowed back out. With his own balls getting tighter, he knew he was about to blow his own load so as Jackson's cumming stopped Mark brought his head up, swung a leg over Jackson and brought his own cock in contact with the cummy black pole. He began to grind and hump against it and he could feel his own load start to rush forward. With a shout he pushed hard and his cum began to spray up onto Jackson's rock hard abs. When he was done he collapsed on top of the hard muscled torso, feeling to strong arms wrap around him and they lay that way for several long moments. Finally Jackson said, "Man, that was fucking fantastic. But I've got to get going." "Yeah, lets hop in the shower real quick and then you can get dressed," Mark replied. The two boys got their cum drenched bodies into the shower and slowly cleaned each other up. Mark wisecracked that he bet Jackson never thought he'd be in a shower with a skinny character like him. Jackson said he was looking forward to sharing a shower anytime Mark wanted. By the time they were done they were both semi-rigid but knew they didn't have time to play more. Mark reminded Jackson that they were getting together again in two days and if all went well with the school work, they would play some more. The bigger boy made a comment about whether or not Todd would mind that and Mark said he would see him tomorrow, tell him what's going on and see what he wanted to do. Jackson smiled. Mark stayed naked and walked Jackson to the door, staying to the side to avoid giving the neighbors a show. Jackson stroked the white semi limp dick a time or two then with a smile headed for home. Mark made his way back up to his room and got dressed in his hottest outfit, carefully applying his make up. He knew he still had plenty of cum for his mom and she was going to get a hot fucking tonight, regardless of what time she got home.