Date: Tue, 3 Jan 2017 22:54:04 -0600 From: Brian <email@example.com> Subject: Like What You See Part 1 The following is a work of fiction: Any resemblance to persons living or deceased is purely coincidental. It depicts sexual situations between minor males and if reading such is illegal where you reside or you are not at least 18 years of age, please read at your own risk. This work is the property of the author BWilson and should not be reposted or reproduced without his permission. The author welcomes feedback and responds to all. Send all emails to: firstname.lastname@example.org Remember Nifty need your help to keep this unique venue alive Give generously by clicking the link below http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Like What You See Part 1 I had turned 16 four days after Christmas 1997. I had desperately wanted a car for my birthday. My parents told me that they had set aside $2,500 for me to get one, but I would have to get a job to pay for the insurance and gas. I had been delivering newspapers since I was 10, but I knew that this was not going to earn me enough money to pay for the insurance let alone put gas into the car. I spent all spring looking through the classified trying to find a nice car that I could afford. Finally, I found what I was looking for. A lady had put her 1969 Buick Skylark in the paper. It only had 10,000 miles on it and she had kept it in the garage, so it didn't have any rust on it. She was asking $3,000 for it, but I guess she felt sorry for me and took $2,500. It wasn't much in the way of a car, but it ran great. It was a two door, dark green with a front bench seat that folded forward to access the back seat. Now that I had the car, I needed to start looking for a job at night after school. I spent about 3 weeks looking and was starting to get desperate. I must have applied for 15 jobs. Finally, I got a job as a busboy at an Italian restaurant. Not a dream job, but I would earn enough to pay for insurance and gas and have a little extra spending money to go out with my friends. I started every day at 4, and I generally worked 5 days a week, including weekends. There were 6 busboys/bus girls that worked there at once, as this was a very popular restaurant. Every day when we got there, our first job was to roll the three huge vats of pizza dough into softball sized balls and put them on trays so the dough would rise. It would take about an hour to divide up all that dough. It gave us a chance to bullshit and talk, while we worked. I had been working there now for about 2 months and I was having a blast. Sometimes after work, a couple of us would pile in my car and we would park the far corner of the restaurant parking lot where it was dark and smoke pot and drink beer that one of the pizza cooks would buy for us. Life was good. One of the dishwashers had joined the Marines and was leaving in a couple weeks, so one of the older bus boys was going to take over and started training for the new position. The owner hired another bus boy and he was going to start the following Monday. Monday came and we were standing around dividing up the pizza dough when the owner came into the kitchen with the new busboy and introduced him to everyone. His name was Doug. Now, the one thing that I forgot to mention when I started telling this story was that I have always been attracted to boys. I had a couple of friends at school that were girls. They were pretty, but to be honest, I didn't think of them sexually. I had for months now been surfing gay porn sites on my computer, and I had been jacking off to them. I had also been to a couple of sites that had underage guys and what I saw I really liked. When the owner brought Doug into the kitchen, I thought that I had died and gone to heaven. Before me stood the most beautiful boy that I had ever seen. Doug had blond hair that was wavy, big blue eyes and huge smile. He was about 6 feet tall, about 150 pounds and a cute ass. He was 15, but he had a work permit that allowed him to work part time. The owner put him in the same dining room that I worked. The two bus girls were clearly attracted to him and started flirting with him right away. Doug had been working there now for about 2 weeks. Clearly he was becoming very popular and all of the waitresses and bus girls were flirting with him every chance they could. He was really eating it up too. Inside I was jealous. I would lay in bed at night and fantasize that I was one of the bus girls and Doug was making out with me. It was August now, and this summer was proving to be one of the hottest in years. The kitchen was unbearable at times. One particular day, the temperature was about 101 degrees. We were sweating like crazy in the kitchen while we were rolling the dough. Doug was late getting there as he had to ride his bike that day. He came walking into the kitchen with no shirt on. My eyes practically bugged out of my head and my mouth went dry. Doug's body was glistening with sweat from riding his bike there. I could not believe my eyes. Doug had an awesome body. His arms and chest clearly showed that he lifted weights and his belly had just a hint of baby fat with a cute indented belly button. I could not take my eyes off of him. He had a well defined "V" starting at his hips, disappearing into his low hanging shorts that he was wearing. Both of the bus girls were standing there practically drooling. But I think that I had them beat. Thankfully, I was wearing an apron, because my cock was starting to get hard. Doug went into the bathroom and when he came out, he had changed into his work clothes. The whole time that we worked that night, I could not stop thinking about the way that he had looked. That night when I lay there in bed, I jacked off thinking about him and I had the best orgasm that I had had in quite some time. The heatwave had been going on all week. Every day, Doug came in to work the same way, shirtless and sweaty. I was falling in love with the way he looked and prayed that it would stay hot forever. I could not take my eyes off of him. I got my wish, in a way. Listening to the weatherman, there was no letup in sight for a break in the heatwave. Well, I thankfully didn't have to worry, my car had air conditioning. The following Tuesday, I was driving to work and I saw a shirtless teenage boy walking along side of the road pushing his bike. I turned and looked as I drove past. "Shit", I thought. It was Doug. I pulled over to the side of the road and waited until he came walking up. I rolled down the window and called his name. He came up to the window. He was dripping with sweat and gorgeous. "Hey, Doug" I said. "How come you aren't riding your bike?" "I rode over a pothole and blew the front tire:" he replied. He was on his way to work, so told him that I would give him a lift. I got out and opened the trunk. Doug put the bike in and then got in the passenger seat. "Wow, is this your car?" Doug exclaimed. "Yes, I got it for my birthday last year" I said. "That's awesome. It sure beats riding my bike to work every day" he said. "Yeah, but then I probably wouldn't get to see you with your shirt off" I thought. I made it a point to keep checking my mirrors frequently as we drove, as this gave me chances to check out his bare chest and belly. I could smell his sweaty body and it was intoxicating. Doug spoke, bringing me back to reality. "I really like your car. It feels really good in here with the air conditioning" I looked over at him and he was moving the vents on his side of the car so they were directed at him. He had twisted in the seat and had his left knee up on the bench seat. I about drove off the road. His shorts had ridden up on his leg and as they were baggy, I could see his underwear through the opening. His thigh was muscular but smooth and the shin had short blond hairs growing on it. He had a birthmark on his inner thigh and my gaze kept going from it to his crotch. "It sure is hot today", Doug said. "Thanks for picking me up, my legs were getting sore from walking" "Yeah, it sure is hot, and glad to help you out" I replied. I looked over at him. He had put his left leg more on the seat and was rubbing his thigh. Doing this, his shorts had moved up higher and more of his crotch was showing. The way he was sitting, his underwear had loosened at the leg opening and his balls were partially exposed. I could see that he had blond pubic hair growing on them. I was getting a huge hard-on and I finally pried my eyes off of his crotch and looked up at him. He was looking at me, smiling. `SHIT', I thought. Had he seen me looking at his crotch? Thankfully, we got to work and I purposely slowed down so I wanted walk into work behind him. I had tented up and still had a hard-on and the last thing that I wanted was to have Doug see it. Doug went into the bathroom and got dressed for work. We were standing around the dough vats rolling the pizza dough, and I could not stop thinking about what I had seen in the car. I kept stealing glances at him the whole time. Twice he caught me looking at him and his lips formed a thin smile. Walking to my car that night, I heard someone calling my name from behind me. I stopped and turned around. It was Doug. "Hey", he said. "Do you think that you could give me a ride home?" he asked. "Remember, my bike?" I had forgotten. His bike was in my trunk with a flat tire. "Sure, no problem" I replied. I opened the door and he got in. He was still in his work uniform, a white dress shirt and black pants. It was still hot out and I put on the air conditioner. Doug opened his backpack and reached inside. He pulled out a baggy and a lighter. "Do you mind if I smoke a joint?" he said. "Not as long as you share", I replied. "But, I don't want to smoke it while I drive. I'll drive over to the back of the lot where I always park when I get high" I backed in so I would be able to see if anyone was coming towards us.. "Okay, now you can light up", I said. Doug fired up the joint, taking a big hit. He passed it to me and I took a big toke as well. We sat there talking about random shit, work, school, parents etc. We finished the joint and Doug pulled out another, lighting it up. We continued to smoke. All of a sudden Doug said, "Shit, my mom is going to smell the smoke on my clothes". With that, he started rummaging around in his backpack. He pulled out his shorts and t-shirt. He opened the car door and got out. The next thing I knew, he was taking his work shirt off. He turned and leaned into the car, putting it into his backpack. My eyes were glued to his chest. He turned around and proceeded to start unbuckling his work pants. Slowly, he lowered them down. My heart skipped a beat as I realized that he was not wearing the underwear that I had seen him in before. In fact, he wasn't wearing ANY underwear at all. He slowly turned around, folding his pants as he did. Sitting in the driver's seat, I was now staring at his naked crotch. His cock was hanging limp, but it looked to be about 4". Over the top of it was a small tuft of blond pubes. His balls were hanging down and they swayed back and forth as he moved. My mouth went dry and I felt my cock getting hard. "What's the matter, you never seen a guy naked before?" he said. I looked up and he had a sly smile on his face. I blushed, wildly thinking for something to say that would diffuse the situation of getting caught staring at him. I just heard myself mumbling something incoherent. Doug thankfully broke the awkward moment by turning around and putting his shorts on. "I gotta take a leak" he muttered. He stood with his back to me and I could hear his piss hitting on the parking lot. Doug got back into the car. Instead of putting his t-shirt on he opened his backpack and stuffed it inside. "It's too hot in here to put my shirt on" he said. "You don't mind, do you?". "No, I don't mind at all" I managed to say. He fired up the joint again. Thankfully it was dark, because from what I had just seen, I had a raging hard-on and it would have made for more of an awkward situation. We sat there getting high and talking. I was getting a good buzz from what we were smoking. Doug turned sideways, leaning against the passenger door. He put his left leg up on the seat. He started rubbing his calf and thigh. "Man, my legs are still sore from walking today" he said. The moon was out and the way we were parked, it was illuminating the interior of the car enough that I could clearly see his body. His belly was rising and falling as he breathed in and out. He kept rubbing his thigh and I kept glancing down at it. The way that he was turned, his balls and cock were partially visible. If I didn't know any better, I could have sworn that he was getting a hard-on. The joint was about gone and Doug turned around and opened his backpack. He rummaged inside and pulled out another joint. He turned sideways again putting his leg back onto the seat. When he did more of his cock slid out of the leg of his shorts. There was no mistaking that he was hard now. My eyes were glued to it. "Sorry" I heard him say. "Smoking weed makes me horny" Before I could even think of anything to say, he pulled his shorts over to the side and his cock and balls slid into full view. His cock was fully hard and pointed straight up towards the roof of the car. He grabbed it, waving it back and forth. "Smoking pot makes me VERY horny" he whispered. With that, Doug proceeded to slowly start jacking off. My eyes were glued to his now 7" cock. He leaned back. "I had to be dreaming", I thought. My pants were bursting at the seams with my cock trying to push free. I found myself rubbing it. "Smoking make you horny too?" he asked, "or do you see something you like?" My mind was numb, both from the smoke and from the sight of his hot body and cock wagging back and forth. I was subconsciously rubbing my caged cock the whole time. "It feels better if you take it out and rub it" Doug giggled. Go ahead, or are you chicken?" I pushed the seat back as far as it would go and unzipped my pants. I pulled my cock out. It sprang free. I leaned back and took hold of it. I was staring at his cock as he slowly pumped away at it. "Like what you see?" he asked. I found myself nodding. "I'll jack yours if you'll jack mine" he said. I was in a trance, horny as hell and all I could do was nod my head.. Doug slid across the bench seat until he was sitting closer. He let go of his cock and reached into my lap, grabbing my hard flesh. I let out a huge moan. He pushed me back against the door and started exploring the length of my cock. "I'll do you first" he said. I leaned back and closed my eyes. I took a couple hits off the still burning joint. I held it out and hie took a couple hits while he slowly jacked me off. I was in heaven. I was getting close to cumming and told him so. He increased the speed of his pumping and I exploded. The first spurt flew upwards, hitting the car roof. The other 6 shot all over the front of my work shirt. "That was the most intense orgasm that I have ever had" I moaned. Doug smiled at me and said, "My turn". Doug slid back across the seat. As he did, he slid his shorts off. He was now sitting completely naked. He leaned back against the car door. He put his left leg over the seat back, with his crotch fully exposed. I just sat there, staring. "Like what you see?" Doug whispered. "Very much so" I heard myself say. "I guess I was right" he said. "I have been catching you staring at me a lot. That's why I have been coming in to work with my shirt off so much" "I guess I didn't disguise it too well, did I" I said. "No, you didn't". He just sat there letting my eyes take in the view. His cock twitched back and forth. "Well, he's waiting" he said. I broke from my trance and slid across the seat. I slowly reached across the opening and touched his throbbing cock. I explored it with my hand. I started jacking it. Doug was now holding the joint. He took a toke and then held it out for me to hit. He was moaning slightly as I jacked. He held the joint out again for me to take a hit from. I had to lean closer towards him to take a hit. As I was taking a toke, I felt his other hand touch the back of my head. He pulled the joint back away from me. I felt his hand pushing my head downward. "Suck me" he whispered. I kind of resisted, pulling back slightly. His downward pressure continued. "Go ahead, you know you want it" he continued. "I DID want it" I thought. I had been fantasizing about this moment for months. I felt myself give in and my head started going down. I leaned forward and kissed his chest. I kissed one hard nipple then the other, sucking gently on each. His cock throbbed in my hand. I started kissing my way down his belly, pausing to lick the inside of his belly button. Doug's belly was rising and falling and he started moaning. I ever so slowly slid my lips downward until his pubes were touching my nose. I inhaled his intoxicating smell, part sweat and part boy. I went lower, licking between his thigh and ball sack. I worked my way over, taking his balls into my mouth, gently sucking on them. "OH, YES" he whimpered. I let go of his balls and licked the underneath side of his molten cock. I slid my tongue slowly upward, letting my tongue work its way around the groove between his shaft and mushroom helmet. I licked the entire helmet, letting the tip of my tongue probe into his piss slit. Slowly, I opened my lips and took his cock into my mouth. I slowly lowered my head downward. I felt the helmet hitting against the back of my throat. I started to bob up and down. Doug lay back letting me work his cock. The balls that were only a few minutes ago hanging down, were how pulled up against his body. I was tasting the pre-cum that was starting to flow from his cock. His hands were locked into my hair and he breathing was starting to quicken. I could feel his butt coming up off of the seat meeting my mouth on the downward stroke. "Oooohhhhh" he moaned. "I'm getting ready to cum". With that, Doug started to thrust upwards, holding my head steady. He was pulling out until the helmet ridge was at my lips and then forcing completely back into my mouth, face fucking me. His body went rigid and I felt his cock spasm. Rope after rope of hot cum flooded my mouth and down the back of my throat. I swallowed and swallowed for what seemed like forever. Finally his spasms subsided but he still held my head down. His cock was still rock hard. "Keep sucking" Doug panted. My mouth hurt from the fucking that it just took, but I wanted more. Doug let go of my head and lay back. I knew what he wanted. Now he wanted me to give him a blowjob. I slowly started to bob up and down. I ran my tongue around his helmet and the groove. I pulled off and took his balls back into my mouth, sucking them gently. "Suck my nipples again" he whispered. I complied. Each one was impossibly hard. I started tonguing my way down his belly again and went to work on his belly button again. I slid back down, taking him in my mouth again. I wet one of my fingers and slowly rubbed against his sphincter. He started moaning and his cock twitched. I pushed against his opening until my finger slid in. I continued pushing in until my finger found his prostate. I started massaging it as my mouth went back to work. His bottom was moving back and forth against my finger and when it did, it drove his cock in and out of my mouth. Doug let out a huge grunt and then I felt another flood of sperm coat the back of my throat. I felt Doug lifting my head up and he kissed me on my lips. I didn't know what to think at first. He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me again. I felt his tongue against my lips and I opened my mouth. We kissed madly. I felt Doug's hand reach down and grab my now rock hard cock. I felt his other hand unbuttoning my work shirt. He broke his lip lock and started pulling my shirt off of me. He then reached down, unbuckling my belt. I raised up slightly and he slid my pants down. Doug pushed me backwards against the car door. He kissed my chest and then slowly started kissing his way down to my very hard cock. I felt his lips touch the tip. I could feel his breath against my skin. His lips opened and I felt my cock disappearing into his warm wet mouth. I could not believe what was happening. I laid back, letting Doug work my cock like the porn stars that I watched on my computer. I was in heaven. Doug was bringing me quickly to another orgasm. I was moaning loudly, not caring if anyone heard. All of a sudden, I felt Doug's finger penetrate my tight virgin hole, probing for my prostate. He found it and I felt him massaging it. I was able to contain myself for about 30 seconds and then I felt my cock spasm uncontrollably and gush like a garden hose as I shot wave after wave of cum into his waiting mouth. I lay back against the car door, completely spent. Doug kissed his way up to my mouth and we kissed for the longest time. I pushed him back and looking at him. I could not believe what had happened and I told him so. "Why?" he asked. "Because you are so hot and all of the girls and even the waitresses are constantly hitting on you" I said. Doug looked at me and said, "I only like boys, girls do nothing for me". "I have been trying to hit on you from the first time that I saw you in the kitchen" he said, "but you always looked away when I was looking at you". I was dumbfounded. Here I had been feeling the same way towards him and been too scared to take the chance either. We sat there holding each other neither wanting the night to end. Finally I broke the silence. "I really am glad that you made the first move and I don't want to lose this moment, but I think that I better get you home. It is late and we both have school tomorrow" I said. Doug nodded and we both got dressed. I drove him home. He had me park down the street a little. He slid across the seat and gave me a long kiss. "I love you", he whispered in my ear. He slid across and got out of the car. I got out of the car and opened the trunk, getting his bike out for him. I gave him a quick kiss and whispered in his ear that I loved him too. "Can you pick me up for work tomorrow if it isn't too much trouble", Doug asked. "It is no trouble at all", I replied. "See you tomorrow". I watched from my car as Doug made his way to his house and disappear around the side. I started my car and drove home, the whole way thinking about the boy that I had fallen in love with. ***Author's note: I hope that you have liked this story as much as I have writing it. Please let me know what you think, wether good or bad... Stay tuned for Part 2.