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My Jeff
By Anonymous (address withheld)
***
This is a true story of my teen years and the
relationship I developed with a close family friend.
The activity between myself and "Jeff" was consensual
and I was in no way forced into any sexual situation.
Some may call this abuse, but I call it love. All I ask
of any reader is to finish the whole story before
making any hasty conclusions. (Mb, 1st-gay-expr, cons)
***
Special note: Without the help of a very kind and
caring friend this story would never have been posted.
I am deeply grateful for the kindness he has shown as
well as all the love and thought placed into the edits.
You know who you are and all I can say is thanks for
everything.
Now let the tale begin--
CHAPTER 1
From a young age I knew I liked boys more than girls
but around 12 or 13 as I was entering puberty this
"liking" became more sexual in nature. Like other young
males I fooled around with some of my playmates but the
sex play never went beyond mutual masturbation.
As a 15 year old I still had strong sexual feelings and
most were directed at my best friend Buddy. Buddy and I
had been friends for two years or so and our mothers
were also friends. I had fooled around with him in the
past and even though I wanted to do more with him we
never went beyond jerking each other off. We spent the
night at each others house in the past and this weekend
was no different.
This night the talk revolved around sex (as it always
did) and one thing led to another until we were both
getting very excited and Buddy suggested that we play
with ourselves to relieve the tension. We undressed and
laid beside each other in his bed and started to
masturbate.
As I was playing with myself I was looking Buddy over
from top to bottom. This was one of the few times that
I could physically look at him with my eyes and not
need my imagination to get off. Buddy had a slim but
solid body tucked away in a five foot frame. He was
very athletic and played soccer on the local boys club
team.
In the spring and summer Buddy's blond hair would
bleach to a rich white color in contrast with his ocean
blue eyes and bronzed skin... I, on the other hand, was
not as lean as Buddy being around five foot one and
stocky, mind you I was not fat just stocky and played
football and wrestled on the school team. Unfortunately
I felt that my 4 inch penis was out of proportion with
my frame while Buddy had almost 6 inches.
At times we had masturbated each other so I moved my
hand over to his stiff member and started pulling it to
the same "beat" as my own. Buddy laid there with his
eyes closed enjoying what I was doing. I then I made
what was to become my biggest mistake.
Knowing that I wanted to try "other" things with Buddy
and that we had played sexually in the past I took a
chance and slid my face downward until it was even with
his lower stomach. I was moving before my mind
registered what I was doing. Before I knew it I had
Buddy's penis in my mouth. I would like to call this my
first blowjob but it lasted about 2 seconds.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he hissed as he pushed
me off of him and onto the floor.
"Sorry, I thought you wanted to do more." I replied as
I was pulling on my shorts and watching Buddy. I guess
playing with each others penis is OK but don't put one
in your mouth.
Buddy got out of bed and pulled on his shorts all the
while staring at me in disgust. "What are you a little
queerboy?"
"I said I was sorry." Damn what had I done? Not only
did I let on to Buddy that I wanted to suck him but he
now knew my darkest secret. "Just forget it! I didn't
mean anything, I just wanted to see what it was like."
"Why on me - I like girls, you know that."
"I told you the same thing, remember?" I continued, "It
was just a mistake lets let it drop."
We must have argued for about ten or fifteen minutes
getting louder and louder. I couldn't figure Buddy out,
he loved me playing with his dick and I had no
complaints with him feeling me, but why go nuts when I
wanted to make him feel better?
"What are you two doing making all this noise?!?!?" his
mother yelled as she burst into the room. She was half
asleep and looking very pissed that we woke her.
"Nothing mom," Buddy said. "We just had a fight and
Mike is going home."
OK I was going home, guess it was not my place to argue
that after all I was the one to start the fight.
"He cant just leave at two in the morning," she said.
"Its all right, its just down the street," I replied.
"I'm sorry I just cant stay here tonight." I started
packing up my overnight junk and headed out the door
while Buddy watched silently and his mother tried to
find out why we were so mad.
I walked up the street almost in tears feeling ashamed
and alone. Buddy had always been there for me and we
shared everything. If he didn't want to continue with
any sex play why didn't he just say so. What was I
going to do? Was he now telling his mother what I did
to him? What was I going to tell my mother after all.
Oh shit, my porch light was on! Buddy's mom must have
called my house.
My mother met me at the door in her bathrobe and she
looked very pissed off.
"What did you two do to get so mad at each other that
you woke up two goddamned households?" she demanded.
We went inside and I looked at her. "Nothing we just
had a fight over an Atari game that's all, it just got
out of hand." Well as you can guess I could not look my
mother in the eye and tell her I was gay and had tried
to have sex with her friends son, so I used a stupid
game as an excuse for the fight.
"Its late, get your ass to bed," she told me. "This is
not over we are going to talk about this in the
morning.
I went into my room and sat on the bed thinking about
what happened. The more I thought about it the more
upset I became. I was gay, my moms only boy was a
queerboy. She would kill me when she found out what I
had done. I laid in bed sobbing into my pillow
wondering what I was going to do. One moment of poor
judgment had ruined my whole life. When Buddy told my
friends that I was "a fag" I would become an outcast,
at the very least I would be drummed off of the
football and wrestling teams by my teammates. I fell
into a fitful sleep with my pillow soaked with my salty
tears.
**
The next morning when I got up I found Buddy, his mom,
and my mom at the kitchen table waiting for me. I
nearly died when I saw all three sitting there,
thoughts were going back and forth in my head - What
was I going to say?? , What did Buddy say happened??,
How many friends knew what I did??
My mom said, "As far as I am concerned both of you are
grounded." "I want you and Buddy to go to your room and
sit down and work this out like adults."
"But mom, we..."
"I don't want to hear it, just do what I say."
Well that was the end of the discussion, when she says
"just do it" that is my cue to do it or get punished
even more that what I was going to get anyway.
We walked into my room and shut the door behind us. "So
how many friends have you told?" I asked.
"I haven't told anyone," He replied. "I don't want to
be called a fag." Buddy sat down in my beanbag chair
and looked right at me. "I told my mom that we had a
fight over a football game."
"Are you going to tell my friends?" I asked worried
that my life still might be over if this got out.
"I said that I don't want to be called a fag, I'm not
telling anyone."
I asked "How could something that felt so good could be
wrong or bad?"
Buddy once again told me that the matter was closed and
he was not going to talk about it any more.
I tried to get him to talk to me but he had the same
stubborn streak that I had and it was no use.
We went back out into the kitchen and told our mothers
that the fight was just a small part of our friendship
going in two different directions and that we still
liked each other but that the friendship had just not
worked out. Both my mom and his were a little shocked
but agreed that we had worked it out like men and they
would not press the issue.
**
A few weeks went by and I was still a little depressed
over what happened with Buddy as well as being sexually
frustrated because I had lost my only partner.
My mom noticed my behavior and had a family friend talk
to me about what was bothering me.
Jeff had been a friend of the family for many years and
even dated my fathers younger sister at one time. He
had remained a friend to my mother even after my mom
and dad split up. He had always been like a second
father as well as a big brother to me over the years
coming to birthday parties and doing some things
together once in a blue moon.
Jeff came over to my house while my mother was at work
to see how I was doing. He told me my mom was concerned
over my depressed state and he wanted to see if I
wanted to talk it over. Jeff pressed the issue and
promised that anything we talk about was between "us
guys".
"Mike I know how hard growing up can be especially
without a father around to help work out some
problems," Jeff told me. "I want to be here to help you
if I can and I hope you will let me."
"Thanks, but it is just a personal problem and I guess
I'm still a little bummed out over losing a friend." In
truth I wanted and needed to talk out what was
bothering me but I just could not take the chance.
If this had been anyone else he might have dropped it
but Jeff is as hard headed as they come. "Mike you need
to relax and trust me, nothing could be as bad as you
think."
Yeah right, did he have his best friends dick in his
mouth? I don't think so. I wished that he would leave
me alone while at the same time praying that he would
keep hounding me until I broke and spilled my guts so
to speak.
After about ten minutes of hounding I took a chance and
testing the waters a little to see what reaction Jeff
would really have. "Buddy caught me playing with myself
- I just - I cant face him." I blurted out.
Jeff laughed a little bit and said, "All boys
masturbate - its nothing to be upset over."
"But he saw me and I just cant be friends with him
anymore."
I guess Jeff sensed that there was more to the story
and looked me in the eye flat out asked me, "Were you
trying or actually having sex with Buddy?"
My mouth dropped open and I must have had an expression
of guilt and shame on my face because Jeff asked me
again. "Mike, are you fooling around with Buddy or
other boys?"
That was too much for me to digest and accept at one
time. How did Jeff guess? My mind was reeling and I
could not see straight and I had no idea where I was
all of a sudden. I broke down in hysterics, the next
thing I remember is sitting on the couch with Jeff
hugging me and telling me that every thing would be OK.
I could not look Jeff in the face after he found out my
darkest secret and at this point I felt so alone that
killing myself was an option on my mind.
I must have cried for ten minutes and felt alone and
lost, not only was I gay but now my mothers friend knew
also. How was I going to tell her and what would she do
to me? I wanted to look to see if my dad had left one
of his guns in the house. How was I going to go on now.
First Buddy, now Jeff, finding out that I liked boys. I
just sobbed like a lost child and had no idea what I
should do. My world was falling apart all around me and
I was left in the middle looking at the pieces.
Jeff took me by the chin and lifted my face up until
our eyes met, "Mike listen to me." I tried to pull away
and get out of there, I wanted to run and hide from all
my problems.
"Mike! Michael! Look at me, Jeff demanded. I looked up
into his eyes and he said, "You did nothing wrong. Do
you understand?? You have done nothing wrong."
I was still shaking and had tears running down my face
but I was listening to him and wanted to hear what he
had to say to me. "You're not mad at me??"
"Why should I be?" he answered. "You've done nothing
any different than most other boys. They just wont
admit to fooling around." He still had his arm around
my shoulder and told me relax and "breath through my
nose" for a little while and calm down.
Jeff got up and came back with a glass of water for me
to drink and tried to calm me down.
"Mike listen to me very carefully." "I want you to feel
OK about this and I am not going to tell your mother. I
just need you to trust me and tell me what really had
happened with Buddy last month."
I took a chance and told him everything that happened
between us and he sat quietly listening without any
comment or sign of disapproval.
When I was finished Jeff took my hand and said, "Mike I
know that was hard for you to tell me and I just want
you to know that you are not alone. Lots of boys fool
around - it is just a passing phase that you are going
through."
"I think... I mean that... Oh damn!"
"Take your time Mike, What are you trying to say?"
"I think I might be a fag - I like what I did - I mean
I like how it felt, but Oh man I don't know I just
don't know." I did not know how to tell Jeff that it
was not just a phase. I liked boys and I needed to say
it but I did not know how. I wanted badly to just let
loose and say what I was thinking but I was scared.
"Mike," Jeff sighed, "You might be gay- so what - I
don't care." "I will be here if you need to talk -
trust me OK??"
I looked at him not knowing what to say to him.
"OK Mike?" he repeated, "Trust me."
I nodded my OK to him and with that he shocked my
already shaken frame.
"Mike you are not alone at all - I like - OK I asked
you to trust me so Ill trust you." Jeff took a deep
breath and spoke. "I like guys also and I guess you
could call me a fag if you wanted to - you wouldn't
though, you know how much those words can hurt, don't
you?"
I nodded and asked "Can I change the way I feel?"
"Sorry Mike, you are what you are and nothing can
change that." "I want you to know that I am here for
you - come to me with your questions. Don't be afraid
to ask me anything, OK." I nodded "Call me - anytime."
He gave me a big hug and went to put the glass in the
sink.
My mother came home at this time and saw Jeff with me
and asked "Everything OK?"
"Yes mom, thanks." "We just had a little talk, thanks."
Jeff had to go, said goodbye, and went out to his car
followed by my mother. I was a little concerned when
they talked at his car for about thirty minutes but was
relieved when my mom told me that anytime I needed a
friend or father figure to call Jeff. "I know it is
tough with out a man around to talk to - if you cant
talk to me, please talk to Jeff." "Don't hold your
emotions inside - its not healthy."
I gave her a hug and told her that growing up was hard
sometime and Jeff had helped me work out some problems.
After dinner I called Jeff to find out what he had
talked to my mother about outside. Jeff told me that he
did not tell her what we talked about and just told her
that I was confused about puberty. "Thanks Jeff - you
want to do something together this weekend?"
"I'm free - we can find something to do. Ill call your
mother in the morning to make the arrangements."
"Thanks," I said and hung up the phone.
That night I laid in bed and thought of Jeff and how
nice he had been to me, the next thing I knew I had my
erect penis in my hand and was pulling it for all I was
worth. I came in my hand thinking about Jeff and was
stunned to find myself attracted to him. I drifted off
to sleep wondering what I was going to do about my
feelings for boys and now the feelings I was having for
Jeff.
CHAPTER 2
Morning came and I was still feeling emotionally
drained over the events of the past few weeks so I did
what I always did to forget my troubles, I sat in my
room with a Stephen King book. Stephen King has always
and will always be number one in my mind. Reading has
been an escape of mine for as long as I can remember
and being scared and confused I used the horror stories
to take my mind off of my troubles. Hell, after reading
what twisted thing Mr. King had in store for the
characters in the book, my life was a dream.
When I came back to the real world I got dressed and
went into the kitchen for a bite to eat.
"I thought you died - about time you got up," she said
looking up from the dishes as I entered the kitchen.
"I'm up - just reading" I answered.
"You missed Jeff, he just called." She informed me as I
sat down to a bowl of cereal.
"Huh?? When??" I asked.
"Well I guess about ten minutes ago," she said as she
dried her hands.
"He is going to the drag races on Saturday and he
wanted you to tag along"
"What did you tell him?!?!?"
She frowned. "You were sleeping and I didn't want to
wake you so I let him know that you had plans at the
pool and couldn't make it."
"MOM!!" I cried. "Why'd you say that?"
She was grinning ear to ear and I knew she had me hook
line and sinker.
"OK, I told him it was up to you. He said he'd be home
all morning and for yo..." she started to say.
I didn't let her finish. I was up like a light and on
the phone calling Jeff to let him know I wanted to go
to the races with him.
The phone rang three or four times and I was worried
that he had gone somewhere before I had a chance to
accept his offer.
"Hello?" He answered
"Hi Jeff, it's Mike," I said
"About time you got out of bed," he told me. "Is that
all you do? Sleep?"
I sighed, "Not you too? I was really tired and needed
some sleep."
"Did you talk to you mother?" He asked.
"Sure did!! What time? When are you picking me up?
Who's going?"
"Slow down Mike."
"Sorry Jeff," I apologized. "I'm just excited over
going to the races - never been to them live."
"No problem," he answered. "I'll get you around ten and
we can make a day of it. Is your mom still home?"
"Yea, you want to talk to her?" I asked.
"Please."
"Mom! Jeff wants to talk to you!" I yelled.
She came into the kitchen, picked up the phone and
talked to Jeff for a few minutes then hung up the
phone.
"Sit down young man." She said pointing to the table.
"What?? I didn't do anything!" I answered.
"Did I say you were in trouble?" She stated.
I shook my head "no" and sat at the table.
"Jeff wants you to go to the races and I think it's a
good idea. But," she continues, "he also wants you to
spend the night."
Wow!! A whole weekend with Jeff now I really couldn't
wait for Saturday.
She told me. "Jeff is a good friend - it's very nice of
him to take you. I want you on your best behavior - no
goofing around. Understand?"
"I understand."
"I don't want to lose a friend because you acted like a
jackass. I want you to promise you will act like an
adult and do everything he tells you.
OK?"
"Mom, I promise. I'll be good." I replied.
She looked at me for a minute and said, "I'll trust you
- now how about cleaning that pigsty of a room??"
"OK."
I got up put the dishes in the sink and went back to my
room. Looking around I didn't know where to start, the
room was like all teenagers' rooms - full of trash and
clothes everywhere. I set my mint to the task at hand
and thought about the upcoming weekend. I finished and
took a shower to clean off the sweat.
**
Saturday finally came and Jeff picked me up in the late
morning. I hugged my mom goodbye and promised to be
good. We made it to the track early enough to not only
see the time trials of the racers for that evening but
to get a seat on the bleachers in a top corner with a
perfect view of the starting line. I took the very
corner seat and Jeff placed the cooler with the
essentials (beer for him and coke for me) between us. A
few cars were lined up for practice runs and we watched
in silence just enjoying the day.
Jeff caught me looking at him.
"What's on your mind?" he asked.
Choosing my words carefully, and not wanting to screw
up our new found friendship I said, "I was thinking and
- I, well - never mind."
He looked me in the eyes and reached over and messed up
my hair (to this day that gesture means love and
caring) "Mike, no, not never mind- if something is on
your mind say it. I won't be upset with you."
"It's not that important." I lied.
"Take your time - I'll listen if you need to talk -
trust me, OK."
He had told me to trust him, and he had not told my
mother what we talked about or made fun of me. He had
told me to trust him so I took a chance. "Sorry Jeff,
I'm just a little scared and feel alone sometimes -
it's just that I don't know what to do or how to feel.
I think just having someone to talk to helps some -
Thanks for the other day I was afraid that you would
hate me or - I don't know - just thanks."
Jeff placed his hand on my knee, "Don't worry about it.
I want you to know that if you feel alone or unsure of
anything, anything at all, ask me OK?"
"I will." I told him.
"I'm not going to judge you. Take a chance, everyone is
not against you."
We sat quietly and watched a few time trials making
potato chip bets on the outcome of the races. Feeling a
little better and wanting to test the waters a bit I
went for broke.
"Jeff when you were my age did you - I mean - did you
play with yourself."
He smiled, "Sure did - still do when the mood hits me.
Mike, everyone does it at one time or another. That's
nothing to be embarrassed about - it's just not a topic
that is talked about."
I asked, "What do you think about when you do it?"
Jeff said. "that's a very personal thing -that
information is not shared very often."
Jeff must have thought he upset me by his comment
because he continued. "Just as you are having trouble
admitting that you like boys - that's how I feel about
sharing my fantasies."
"Sorry, I didn't want to put you on the spot like that.
I was just wondering that's all."
"No problem, just remember that what a person does
behind closed doors is not anyone's business - as long
as no one is getting hurt."
I was feeling OK about Jeff and what we were talking
about. He was not making fun of me - he seemed only to
care about me as a person, not gay or straight. I
really wanted to share something personal with him to
show that I trusted him so I did what he could not do,
I told him that I had masturbated thinking about him
after our talk.
Jeff was looking at me strangely and I was thinking
that I might have gone to far and hurt our
relationship.
"Mike, that must have been hard for you to admit - I
really don't know what to say about that," he said.
We had to end the conversation at this time because the
stands were filling up with people so we changed our
discussion topic to more normal things. The races went
on into the evening and by the time they were over Jeff
was sitting beside me and giving me friendly hugs. I
never felt so loved and protected in my life as I felt
that evening. When the races ended we got into his car
and headed to his house.
During the ride I asked, "Jeff have you ever had sex
with another guy?"
Without taking his eyes off the road he said quietly,
"Yes a few times. I just want you to know that if two
persons loved and respected each other that it was OK."
"I know about sexual stuff with girls - we learned that
in health class," I continued, "and I know about oral
sex and jerking off."
"What are you getting at, Mike?"
"What do guys do together - how do they make love to
each other?"
Jeff told me about oral sex, mutual masturbation,
mutual oral sex, and anal sex. His explanations were
direct and to the point but in my mind a little to
clinical in nature. I thanked him for being honest and
not talking down to me or dodging the questions.
"Just ask if you have a question," He answered. "If I
don't know an answer I'll tell you and try to find the
answer for you."
By this time we made it to his house and went inside
for the night. Jeff fixed up the extra bed in the den
and came back into the living room to join me. I was a
little bold due to the sexual talk in the car and
feeling comfortable with Jeff so I took a big chance.
"Would you show me how to make love to a man?" I
quietly asked.
"What?!"
"I know I'm gay - I just want to learn how..."
He just looked at me quietly not speaking.
I went on. "I want to learn about my body and sex -
please??" I was pleading and hoping that I was not
asking too much of him, I just wanted to learn and I
really wanted to please Jeff.
Jeff broke his silence and said, "Go take a shower-
think about what you're suggesting," he sighed. "If you
still want this I'll be in my room. We'll talk about it
then."
We both went to separate bathrooms to shower and get
ready for bed. In the shower just as Jeff asked me, I
thought it over. No use, I had feelings for him and was
getting an erection just by thinking about it. I dried
off put on my pj bottoms and went to his room.
Jeff was sitting on the bed wearing his bathrobe when I
walked in. He pointed to the corner of the bed
indicating that he wanted me to sit down.
"Mike, are you really sure - do you know what you are
asking?" He asked.
"I want to learn - please, show me," I pleaded.
He repeated. "Do you know what you are asking?"
I answered, "Yes I do."
Jeff sighed and walked up to me and gave me a big hug.
He was stroking my back with his fingertips and all I
could do was hug him back. His arms were so strong and
warm.
"Get undressed," he said while removing his robe.
"OK."
I was a little ashamed of my body because I just
started to get pubic hair and in my opinion my penis
looked small to me.
Jeff said, "You're beautiful."
I think I blushed at that comment. Jeff took off his
robe exposing his body to me. He was semi-erect (I was
hard as a rock by then) and had a thick penis that was
about 6 +" long, and he wasn't fully erect yet. To me
his penis looked like a monster. We got into bed and
Jeff pulled me close to him and started feeling my body
and kissing my face and lips.
"Oh Mike!" He groaned, "I've wanted to do this for a
long time."
I just looked into his eyes and sighed. Wow, he wanted
me as much as I wanted him.
I was in heaven, my body was tingling and my heart was
going at a break neck pace. He reached down and started
playing with my penis.
"Do me like I'm doing to you," he panted.
I reached down and held him in my hand for a few
seconds before starting to stroke him like he was doing
me. Jeff slid down and started kissing my stomach,
balls and penis. All I could do was moan with pleasure
as he did to me what I so wanted to do to Buddy for so
long. When he took my penis into my mouth I could not
hold back and I guess with the inexperience of youth
came very quickly. Jeff swallowed what I gave him and
moved back up to my face and hugged me.
"Oh man! God thanks Jeff, that was wonderful!" I said.
I was still breathing hard but felt warm and good all
over. "Can I do that to you?"
"Anything you want to do just do it - don't ask," he
said. "Making love is a process of trial and error -
just remember - if it felt good to you it will feel
good to your partner."
I then went to Jeff's crotch and proceeded to do the
same things to him that he did to me. The feel of his
penis in my mouth was wonderful, not so much the fit or
taste but the knowledge that I was bringing pleasure to
him. My first blowjob must have been OK because after a
few minutes he came in my mouth.
"OH GOD MIKE!" was all he could say as he flooded my
mouth with his seed.
To my shame it caught me off guard and I gagged on it
but managed to swallow my first load. I was worried
that I had done it all wrong and by gagging might have
upset my new lover and friend.
"I'm sorry - just more than I expected," I said
quietly. "Sorry I gagged - I want to please you."
Jeff gave me a big hug and was stroking my bare back.
"You were fantastic - don't worry about gagging -
you'll get used to it. You made me feel wonderful."
Cool! I had pleased him, he was the greatest. I was
feeling like a million bucks - I had a true friend and
lover beside me. Nobody, nobody, had ever made me feel
so loved and safe, I was hoping that this moment could
go on forever. I drifted off to sleep in his arms that
night feeling more at peace than I ever had. In the
morning awoke to find Jeff staring at me. I yawned and
smiled back at him.
"You OK with what we did?" He asked me.
"Of course - I did OK? Didn't I?" I answered worried
that I might have done something wrong. I know that was
a baseless worry now but I so wanted to please the one
person who had shown me love and compassion that I was
becoming insecure about my actions.
"You were great - you're not ashamed or embarrassed
about it are you?"
"No," I answered. "I want to try it again - can I?"
"You horny little bastard," Jeff laughed, while
removing the covers and exposing his body to me.
This time I took my time and really looked at a penis
for the first time. I was hard yet yielding at the same
time. I started playing with his nuts with one hand
while stroking him with the other hand. They were heavy
and warm - larger than mine. It felt strange holding
them in my hand not like holding mine - I don't know
how to say it - it was the same but different. When I
got up the courage I started licking then sucking on
his penis. I tried to take him inside my mouth all the
way like he did to me but he was just too big. While I
only had around 5 inches Jeff had about 7. Jeff was
moving around in the bed and I then felt his mouth on
my penis. This was my first lesson in the art of sixty-
nine and to say the least blew my mind. I can not
remember any other time that I was receiving great
pleasure while giving pleasure at the same time.
Unfortunately this is not the movies and I once again
came before Jeff but he kept playing with me while I
finished him off. When it ended we laid back in each
others arms.
"Was I OK?"
"Never had better," he replied smiling.
I laid there for a little while thinking about Jeff and
what we had done, I felt wonderful and relaxed.
"Does it hurt?" I asked.
"Does what hurt?"
"You know - in - ah - when you get screwed in the
butt?"
Jeff rolled onto his side, "It can if not done slowly -
even then it still can hurt. Depends on the person -
but yes it hurts some."
"Oh."
"Why are you asking," he asked.
"Just thinking - you want to do me?"
"Listen Mike, I won't do anything that you don't want.
Do you want to do this?"
I really didn't want to yet but maybe someday I would.
I was a little worried that Jeff wanted to do me and if
I put him off we might not do anything together. I just
laid there without saying anything, trying to figure
out what to say at this point.
"What's on your mind," he asked.
"I, well I, um - Jeff I don't want to yet OK? I mean if
you want to I'll do it for you."
He hugged me close and said, "I'm not forcing you to do
anything - if you don't want to fine. Mike, I like you
for you not for what we do in bed. Do you understand?"
"I think so."
"If and when you are ready for this - you might never
want to and that's OK - I would love to show you, but
if not it is up to you."
"You hungry kid?" He asked.
"Always, you know that."
**
Jeff made breakfast for us and we sat and ate quietly
all the while I was replaying what happened in my mind.
Jeff noticed my distant look and asked, "You OK?"
"Fine, just thinking." I was enjoying the new feelings
my body was producing. "Can we do something next
weekend?"
"Up to your mom, kid. She might not agree to you
spending the night two weekends in a row - I'll ask her
- OK?"
"Cool, can we do something like - you know like father
and son.
We talked a bit and agreed to check out the local
museum and just hang out together.
The week passed without event and my mom seemed pleased
that I was out of my "funk". I remember going to the
movies with her one evening and just being together,
she just seemed happy that I was happy.
CHAPTER 3
On Friday night I sat and really reflected on what I
was doing with Jeff and my feelings not only for him
but for males in general. I was no doubt gay and that
did scare me quite a bit. I guess in a world of
conforming just trying to be like one of the crowd is
pressure enough but adding the additional weight of
being different just made it unbearable. I was torn by
my feelings and wanted, no prayed that I could be a
normal teen. All my friends talked about is having sex
with girls and all that typical boy macho bullshit, all
the while hormones are racing through my body pulling
me the other way. I felt adrift on a sea of self doubt
that was only lessened by the presence of Jeff. I was
not feeling bad or ashamed about having sex with Jeff
at all, it was just that my life for the first time was
no longer simple. My biggest worries were no longer how
much homework was I going to get or what I was going to
do after school but how and when can/will I tell my mom
or for that matter the world I am gay or will I have
any friends if anyone found out about me.
This matter bugged me to no end and I guess it was my
first taste of an adult thought process. I wanted and
needed to talk this out and was for the first time
thinking beyond the sexual aspect of being with Jeff
and just glad that he would be there for me.
On Saturday morning I met Jeff at the door and headed
to his car for our second outing (really no pun
intended) as friends. We parked at the local Metro lot
and bought farecards for the days travels.
While waiting for the train I asked Jeff. "Why am I
different? I don't want to be."
I was feeling alone and scared, my friends were not
like me. I was the only one and I was hurting a little.
I knew Jeff would be there but I still needed to know
why I was like I was. I was afraid of being different.
"Why does a bird sing? It is not that easy - you cant
change what you are. If you try you end up more
confused then before."
He moved me into a corner of the station and we sat on
a bench. "I don't know why anyone is gay or not - we
are who we are. You are a wonderful young man and just
because you are a little different than your friends so
what? I like strawberry ice-cream and you like
chocolate - can you change that??"
"I guess not," I answered. "Sorry, I'm just confused -
that's nothing new. Thanks - just don't abandon me - I
need to sort all this out."
"I'm not going anywhere."
I know I have implied or even might have already have
said it but having a person love you unconditionally is
the passport to a greater life and Jeff was stamping my
visa to a better life every chance he got.
We boarded the train and sat in the rear of the car
alone. The trip took about twenty-five minutes and one
change of trains before we got to the station we
needed. While on board the train we continued to talk
about life, feelings of self doubt , and about growing
up. I was looking at Jeff in a new light, he always was
very friendly to me in the past but now it was much
more. I was seeing him as a teacher, lover, counselor,
and coach but most of all as a true friend.
We spent the day looking at the exhibits and just
having a good time sharing each others joy. I had been
to the museum before but was intrigued by the extra
information Jeff added to what we saw. He told me about
sitting in front of the TV watching Neil Armstrong walk
on the moon when he was 19 and the thrill of seeing a
jet plane for the first time. I saw the planes and
space craft on display in a new light, not just items
to look at but things that had a great impact on lives.
Jeff opened up my natural curiosity for the world and
helped me discover the things around me.
The trip home was nothing special, we joked and people
watched to kill time until we got to our stop. Jeff
took me to his place and we ordered pizza and watched
TV until dark. Jeff called my mom and asked her if I
could spend the night at his place and she agreed. I
talked to her briefly and assured her that I was being
good and not making a pest of myself. We continued to
BS around the rest of the evening and any conversation
was light and unimportant. I was again just enjoying
his company in an uninhibited manner.
"Can I sleep with you?" I asked Jeff as it got late.
"Only if you really want to - you don't have to you
know."
"I want to - I know I can say no - I want to be with
you," I said.
We laid in each others arms and talked for a while
about school and friends I had.
He asked me if I had talked to Buddy about our
disagreement. I told him that he would not talk to me
and it hurt a little. He held me in his arms for a few
moments while we talked.
"Screw me."
"What?!" Jeff pushed me away and looked at me. "Do you
know what you are asking?"
"I want to please you," I said. "I want to try it - I
thought about it all week.
"Mike, be honest with me." He asked, "are you doing
this for me - do you think I need this? I want to know
the truth - please don't lie to me."
"I want to try - please show me," I pleaded. "I want to
do this - I want to but with someone who loves me and
wont hurt me."
Jeff went to the bathroom and got a bottle of lotion
and returned to the bed with me.
I was scared and tried to hide the fact, I did want
this to happen but the truth was I really was doing
this for Jeff. He had given me so much pleasure and
self confidence over the past few weeks that this was a
thank you for him. I felt that I was strong enough to
take any pain that I felt and would fight the pain and
lie to Jeff about it hurting. I knew he would not go
further unless he thought this was for me but even
though I was doing this to bring him pleasure I so
wanted to feel something beside my own fingers in my
ass.
"Are you sure?"
I didn't answer - I couldn't it would be a lie. I
leaned up and kissed him and nodded my head "yes."
Jeff started giving me a tongue bath and worked his way
toward my crotch with his tongue. He teased my nipples
and chewed on my navel before reaching my penis.
Jeff noticed that I was not fully erect. "Are you sure
Mike?" He asked.
"I'm a little scared - don't stop, please. I know you
wont hurt me - I'm just nervous."
"OK, relax. Promise to stop me if it hurts."
"I will."
He went back to licking me- his tongue felt great and I
remember him placing my balls into his mouth and
sucking them. It was funny feeling - a slight dull pain
and underlying pleasure. Jeff moved to my penis and
started sucking and licking me all the while tickling
my anus with his finger. I was thrusting and moaning
with intense pleasure and could only let the waves of
pleasure take me away. My penis was all hot and wet and
he now had one finger inside me and was touching what I
soon learned was my prostate. This was too much - as
soon as his finger touched my prostate I came in a mad
rush of burning pleasure. Jeff moved up and hugged me
as I came down from this intense orgasm.
I was covered in sweat and looked Jeff in the eyes.
"That was great," I panted. "What did you touch? It was
weird and felt like nothing I've ever felt."
Jeff explained that he massaged my prostate and it can
and does cause intense pleasure to men, he called it a
mans hidden secret.
"I'm ready if you want to try" I told him as I came
down from my orgasmic high.
Jeff kissed me full on the lips and told me, "I need to
loosen you up with my fingers. Relax and enjoy." He
then had me lay on my stomach while he went to work on
my anus.
Jeff started dripping lotion on my anus and wiggle his
finger around the opening.
"OH! OH!" I moaned, "don't stop."
I was humping my dick into the mattress enjoying the
feeling while he worked his index finger inside of me.
After a while worked a second finger inside.
Damn this hurt. I was biting my lip trying not to let
him know he was hurting me. I wanted so bad to please
him that I would take this pain just to make him feel
good.
He worked the second finger further back and I gasped
in pain.
"I'm sorry!" Jeff said as he pulled out of me. "Mike
you should have told me it was hurting."
"Its not that bad - you just moved a little fast. Don't
stop - I want to try."
"Only if you are really sure. Don't lie - please don't
do that to me."
"Yes, I really want you to - OK? Keep on going - just
do it slow."
Jeff went back and put more lotion on me and worked one
finger inside me again and started the pleasure in me
again. After about ten minutes he started working his
second finger in me while dripping more lotion to lube
me up more. It started hurting a little but I took
every effort not to show any pain to Jeff so he would
not stop.
I had my eyes clamped shut and told Jeff, "Go a little
slower - don't stop - just go slow."
"You sure?" he asked.
"Yes, just go slow," I answered. "Slow up but don't
stop."
After a few minutes the pain dulled and was replaced by
a pressure feeling not unlike having to go to the
bathroom. Jeff now had worked a third finger into me
while he kept putting lotion on me and his fingers to
keep me lubed up.
I was as ready as I was ever going to be and decided
that is was now or never.
"Fuck me," I moaned while bucking my hips back at his
fingers.
"You sure?"
I nodded and squeezed my ass around his fingers to show
him I was ready.
He removed his fingers and put lotion on his penis to
make it slick. He then placed a pillow under my pelvis
to raise my ass up some for him. Jeff placed the tip of
his penis at the opening of my rectum and I pushed back
trying to get him inside but he pulled back.
"Relax or Ill stop," he said as he placed his penis
back at my opening and he worked it back and forth for
a few seconds.
"Here I go - you stop me if I hurt you. OK?"
"OK."
He then started to enter me. It was very painful at
first but I wanted to please Jeff more than anything
and would take the pain for him. The head of his penis
was all the way inside me and he started inching his
way further inside me.
Jeff asked, "are you OK?"
"Don't stop - doesn't hurt much," I panted. "No more
than your fingers - just go slow."
Jeff continued to push in me slowly. I hurt so bad that
I had tears in my eyes. He was moaning and I knew that
he was enjoying it - I just HAD to please him.
When he was all the way inside I told him to stop for a
minute and let me get used to the fullness. I will not
lie and say it was the greatest feeling in the world
but I knew I was giving to the man who helped me so
much.
After a bit the pain stopped and was replaced by a full
feeling. He was inside me all the way and pressing
against my prostate bringing me waves of pleasure that
masked the dull throb I felt in my ass.
"Go slow," I said humping back so he would start
fucking me.
Jeff pulled back about an inch and pushed back, he kept
this up for a while and then started to take longer
strokes inside me. The pain was still there but
lessened as time went on, he also was touching my
prostrate again and even though I became soft when he
entered me I was getting hard again.
Soon, I was humping back meeting his thrust and
starting to get into the act as much as Jeff was. Jeff
was breathing hard and I felt sweat dripping on my back
as his humping tempo increased as well as his breathing
did.
Jeff moaned, telling me that he loved me.
I felt his penis throbbing inside my ass and he stopped
moving. Jeff was still but I knew he was still coming
so I clamped my ass as tight as I could to help his
pleasure. He let out a sigh and fell on top of me and
was panting like he just ran a foot race.
Jeff pulled his penis out and rolled me over and held
me tight in his arms. "God I love you!"
"I love you too. Was I OK?" I asked.
"You were amazing," he said while kissing my forehead.
This pleased me to no end, I a young boy, had made a
man feel great.
"Are you hurt?" He asked with concern in his voice.
"Throbbing - but no pain." I lied. It did hurt some but
not very much at all.
Jeff reached down and started playing with me but I
pushed his hand away from me. He looked at me and I
asked, "Can I try it."
He laughed and rolled onto his back and raised his legs
exposing his ass to me. He then put some lotion on my
penis and some on his ass and guided me between his
legs.
Jeff took my dick and placed it at his rectum. "Push in
slow and when you are all the way in stop."
"OH GOD!! OH! OH!" was the only sound I could make.
I was in HEAVEN, as I entered him all I felt was hot
moist pressure all around my penis. The sensitive head
rubbed all sides of him as I went all the way inside
him.
When I hit "bottom" Jeff reached up and kissed me. "Go
to town young man - have a blast."
My penis was on fire, all hot and tingling as I humped
back and forth looking into Jeff's eyes. I had
masturbated and also enjoyed Jeff sucking my penis
before but this was much different. I had an intense
pressure building at the base of my penis and a feeling
of what I will call urgent tension in my groin. I was
feeling the most intense sensations of my life. Jeff
looking into my eyes, my penis on fire and a feeling of
love and lust that could not end. I felt out of
control, my hips thrusting, my ass clamping tight and
my heart beating so fast that I thought it would
explode. Then it happened.
"OH!! AAAAHHHHHH" I felt my body stop moving and my
penis throbbing and spitting my semen into Jeff. I
could not catch my breath, this was the best feeling I
ever had.
Jeff let me come down from my high. "You like??" he
asked.
He had to be joking it was unbelievable. "I've never
felt like that - it was awesome - it was the best." I
reached up and hugged his body to mine. God he felt
hot. I wanted this moment to go on forever.
The rest of the evening was not an orgy of carnal lust
but filled with what can only be described as love
making. We each did our best to please each other and
enjoy our bodies. Jeff had seen me for who I was and
showed me who he was. I don't think there can be a
greater sign of love and trust than sharing yourself
with one you love.
CHAPTER 4
In the morning we took a shower together, no sex play
just sharing water and close contact. When we got back
to the bedroom we sat on the bed and for no reason Jeff
thought that a tickle war was needed. I was not big
enough to ward off a full "tickle" attack and laughing
I cold not use my wrestling moves, so I lost this
battle. I tell you it sure was fun. We were becoming
comfortable with each other and I never wanted to leave
his sight.
Jeff drove me home and came inside for some coffee with
my mom. We all sat around the table and chatted about
this and that.
"So what did you learn at the museum?" Mom wanted to
know.
"We saw the lunar module," I answered. I think I caught
her off guard when I asked, "what were you doing when
man first walked on the moon."
She answered my questions and seemed pleased that I was
learning something and not just fooling around. (Boy, I
guess she was wrong about the fooling around part.)
**
The next few weeks went by slowly, I was working on
school projects and could not wait for the summer to
come around. To a kid, summer was the best, no school,
no worries, and all the time in the world just to be a
kid. Jeff and I saw each other some during this time
but he left me to what he called my job, school.
June "finally" came and with it summer vacation. I, at
this point had begged my mother to let me spend some
more time with Jeff. She agreed but always checked with
Jeff to make sure I was not becoming a pest. For some
reason Jeff never seemed to mind my company.
Jeff and I spent weekends together, the weekdays were a
pain because he had to go to work and that left me
alone to find my own entertainment. I would go to the
pool and have a good time with other kids I knew and I
even saw Buddy on occasion, but he never said more than
2 words to me. I was not lost without Jeff it was just
that I wanted, no needed his companionship. When we
were together Jeff and I "clicked." We often finished
each others thoughts and had a connection that I think
only true lovers can share.
The weekends were a dream, Jeff and I did everything
together. We went to the movies, pool, and any other
thing that struck our fancy. I would spend the night
with Jeff every chance I got and this would almost
always lead to some sex play. Mind you I was the one
who started any play and Jeff just let me use his body
to please myself and him.
On one such overnight my mother dropped me off at
Jeff's house about half hour before he was due home
from work.
"You behave yourself and just watch some TV 'til he
gets home," I was instructed.
Being a typical teen I had some revenge on my mind from
the tickle war I lost to his probing hands. OK teens
are not that original in their practical jokes and I
decided that I would hide in the house and jump out and
scare him.
I hid in Jeff's closet and waited for him to come home
from work. I knew that Jeff always changed clothes as
soon as he got home and my hiding place not only gave
me cover but if I was lucky I would get a secret peak
at his body. I had seen Jeff in all stages of dress and
arousal but a hidden view was somehow more exciting.
After what seemed like hours Jeff came home and went to
his bedroom. Just as I expected and started to undress.
This was fun, I had to bite my lip to keep from
laughing and giving myself away while I was watching.
He was down to his boxers and getting his "around the
house" clothes out all the while scratching and pulling
on his dick. I was getting hard from the excitement of
watching him secretly as well as wanting to be the one
to touch him. I was taken off guard when he pulled off
his boxers and laid down and started to masturbate.
"Guess he wasn't lying about playing with it," I said
to myself.
Damn! Jeff was masturbating and I was getting a view of
his hard penis and balls without him knowing.
I let Jeff get really involved in his self pleasure and
quietly slipped out of the closet and crept up on Jeff.
I stood beside his bed and could not believe he did not
know I was there. He had his eyes closed tight and was
pumping his fist so fast that it was a blur of motion.
By the pumping of his ass in time with his fist I knew
he was ready to cum.
I took a deep breath and just as he shot his load
yelled "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!!!!!!!!"
Holy shit! His face was the funniest thing I ever had
seen. He was having an intense orgasm at the same time
as being scared out of his wits. I guess all guys have
a deep fear of being caught playing with themselves and
I just hit that trigger with my lover Jeff.
He was panting, cumming in his hand and trying to cover
up at the same time as looking around to find out who
was in his room. Poor guy. I spoiled a good cum, but
damn I was laughing so hard I could not breath at all.
Jeff finally regained his senses and looked at me with
hatred in his eyes. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" he
screamed.
"I was..."
He cut me off, "I said get out! Now!!"
I was hurt and scared now and with tears welling up in
my eyes left his room quickly. Not knowing what to do
at this point and scared that I had blown my friendship
with a simple joke, I started to gather my stuff up to
head home.
All sort of thoughts were running around in my head and
I again felt lost and alone, no not just alone, more
alone than I was before my relationship with Jeff. My
idea of a joke had hurt the one person I loved with all
my heart. God I wanted to die. How could I have been so
stupid. I had everything and had blown it over a dumb
prank.
I had to get out of here fast. Jeff made it clear that
he no longer liked me. First Buddy and now Jeff - I
couldn't do anything right. I was trying to think of
where I could go to hide - no not just hide - run away
for good. I had nothing to lose now - I had just lost
everything.
I headed for the door with my things hardly seeing what
I was doing because of the tears. I got the front door
open just as Jeff came out. He was wearing his robe and
rushing towards me.
I didn't know what he was going to do and I froze like
a deer in a headlight. When he got to me I dropped into
the fetal position on the floor covering up. Jeff had
never been violent to me or anyone but I was so unsure
of what he was going to do that I tried to make myself
as small as possible.
"Please don't hit me," I sobbed. "I'm leaving j-j-just
like you t-t-told me to."
Jeff placed his hand on my shoulder and shut the door.
I pulled back from his touch and continued sobbing like
a baby. All I could think about was how I messed up
everything.
"Oh God, Mike." I heard Jeff say. "I'm so, so sorry.
Mike p-please - Mike please look at me."
He continued talking to me in a soothing voice and I
finally heard him through my sobbing and numbness.
"I'm sorry - please look at me."
I looked up at him with red wet eyes and saw the hurt
in his face as well as tears of his own.
"Mike, I'm so sorry. You just scared me - I'm not mad
at you."
I grabbed Jeff and locked him in a bear hug begging him
to forgive me.
"Please don't hate me - I'm sorry - it was just a joke.
Don't hate me - I need you - I'm sorry Jeff. Don't be
mad at me," I pleaded.
We were locked in a huge embrace, holding tightly to
one another. Through his tears, Jeff said emotionally,
"I'm not mad - you just scared me and I reacted without
thinking. I never wanted to and never will hurt you. I
love you so much and need you in my life."
He held me in his arms and let me settle down some and
get myself back together.
We went into the living room and sat on the sofa to
talk. Jeff still had his arm around my shoulder and was
not letting go. I think he wanted to show me he still
cared for me and the close contact was that way.
"I wanted to scare you," I said.
Jeff looked a little more relaxed and that put me at
ease.
"Mike, I reacted all wrong and I'm sorry. You almost
gave me a heart attack," he said as he ruffled my hair
and pinched my leg.
I could breath again, it was OK, Jeff did not hate me.
We joked around and laughed a bit while we both relaxed
and come down from the emotional turmoil and anxiety we
were both feeling.
"Why were you playing with yourself?" I asked. You knew
I was coming over - damn I might want to use what you
wasted on the sheets."
"Sometimes a person needs to please themselves without
worrying about needing to please a partner," he
replied.
This was a little over my head but I took his word for
it. Still couldn't figure it out though - I had stopped
jerking off and saved up for Jeff. It felt so much
better when you saved up some juice and I sure loved
getting rid of it.
Once again I apologized to him for scaring him and
promised never to do it again.
"Forget about it - it's over," he said. "Just remember
I am not a young teen -sudden shocks could kill me."
"OK man," I laughed.
He smiled at me, "what are you going to tell your
mother or the police when they find me dead in the nude
with you hiding in the closet???"
We both got a good laugh at that mental picture.
There was a little tension in the air that needed to be
broken so I did what I could do - I wanted to suck Jeff
off.
I bent down and opened his robe and started to fondle
his prick. It was still slippery from the lotion he had
on it and after a few moments I had him hard and ready
for action. I started at his sack and worked up to the
base of his tool and had to stop.
"That lotion tastes like shit," I told him. "If you
want me to finish you off you need to wash up."
Jeff got up, went to the bathroom and came out with a
wet cloth. "Here," he said tossing me the cloth. "I
can't taste it so it's your problem not mine. Why don't
you wash me?"
Well, he was right I wanted to have him in my mouth and
boy did I ever want to show him that a mouth was better
than any old hand.
"There," I said wiping him clean. "He looks good enough
to eat."
"Stop talking - go for it"
The hard tool was cleaned and ready for a tongue
lashing to end all lashings. I started at the base and
licked the penis like it was a piece of hard candy that
needed to be licked down to nothing. Up and down on the
penis I went never sucking just licking. Jeff was going
nuts his hips were bucking and every time I got to the
tip he tried to shove it into my mouth. I was having
nothing of that, it was my candy to lick and suck if
needed or wanted to.
In about five minutes Jeff was insane. "OH! OH! Don't
stop - suck it!!
Please suck it." He said begging for relief.
The begging and my own lust was too much and I took all
of his penis into my mouth, that is about five inches
of it, I could not deep throat him at yet.
"AAAHHHH!!!!" He yelped as he flooded my mouth with a
bitter salty spew of semen.
We laid back and caught our breath preparing ourselves
for another round of play.
"OK, slave man - do me," I ordered.
Without a second of hesitation he had my pants around
my ankles and my rod in his mouth.
"OH MAN!" I panted while humping my hips.
Damn, Jeff could suck cock. My penis was in a warm
moist vacuum that was mind numbing. Pictures of boys
and lights were flashing in my head as I let myself go.
The feeling was great as always, there is nothing like
a good blowjob to clean your pipes. My ass was moving
to his motion and I was fighting to hold back for a few
more moments. Then it happened, I got that all too
familiar urgent pressure feeling in the base of my
penis and then I was gone.
"AAAHHHH OOOHHH!!!" Stars were flashing in my head as
my load shot forth in several blast of passion.
I kissed Jeff and tasted some of myself in his mouth.
"Thanks Jeff - you are great," I said while hugging
him.
"Hey, I enjoyed it too," he grinned.
Feeling better and knowing that we were still friends I
relaxed and had a great time with Jeff. We ordered
Chinese food and watched TV side by side.
When bedtime rolled around I asked, "could you do me?"
"You little sex maniac," but did not seem too put out
by my request.
I had come to like Jeff fucking me and over time there
was not much pain, just pleasure in pleasing my lover.
Jeff took me in his arms and laid me down, he proceeded
to give me an all body massage.
I was again in heaven with no tension left inside me.
My body was kneaded and rubbed to the point of
relaxation verging on sleep. Jeff probed my anus with
his finger and lubed me with that foul tasting lotion
in preparation for his penis.
"Lay on your side," he said when I was loosened up.
He positioned himself behind me in a spoon like fashion
and I felt the tip of him push forward into me.
"Yes," I moaned pushing back for him to gain entry.
Like always he stopped when the head was inside and
then slowly pushed all the way in and stopped for a
minute for me to adjust. He played with my nipples and
penis while slowly starting to hump my ass.
His fingers on my chest and hand on my dick were the
only thing I could think about. I tried to squeeze my
ass tight giving Jeff as much pleasure as he was giving
me.
"I love you," was all I heard as he came in my ass in a
mad rush.
He was in all the way and I could feel him tremble with
pleasure. Jeff continued to pull on my penis and I
dropped a second load onto his sheets.
Jeff got up and came back with a warm cloth. "My turn
to clean you. Where do you hide all that shit?"
"Save it up for you," laughed as he wiped me clean and
slipped into bed beside me.
We talked for a while and just enjoyed the feeling of
closeness before falling asleep for the night.
I woke Jeff up around 8 and asked, "what's up for the
day?"
"Well," he said, "we are going fishing."
"Great!! I haven't gone fishing in years."
Jeff got up and went to the bathroom for a shower and
when he was finished I took one also.
We had a breakfast of cold cereal and juice then went
to his basement to retrieve the fishing equipment. We
went to a local tackle and bait shop and picked up some
bait and got a fishing license for me, for some reason
Jeff did not want trouble with the law. I guess if you
are having sex with a minor you worry some but I would
never betray Jeff or for that matter anyone I loved.
At the lake we rented a small row boat, I got to row -
lucky me, and went to a quiet area to fish. The day was
just warming up and there was a cool breeze blowing to
keep the heat in check.
It was so nice being on the water with no worries in
the world, almost like we were the only two persons in
the world.
Well, Jeff was a good teacher but the fish were not
willing to give up the ghost this fine day, so we left
with some sunburn and no fish to show for it. On the
way home we stopped at the local taco place and had a
large lunch.
"Who are you hanging around with when I'm not around?"
He asked.
"No one really - spending time with you and just
reading - I hit the pool some and play some football."
He seemed really worried that I was not around other
boys my age and just spent my time with him. I was not
lonely or starved for attention it was just that Jeff
understood me and it was him I wanted to be with every
chance I got.
"You need to be around kids you own age, Mike. Don't
miss out on other fun just to be with me - you need to
be a kid." He continued, "spend some time with your
other friends - I'll still be around."
Jeff was very serious and I told him that I would play
more with my other friends when I got the chance. I
told Jeff that he meant the world to me and that I
would do anything for him. He tousled my hair and said
the most profound thing anyone has ever said to me.
Jeff said, "We all need a place in life, just find
yours and go. If you need an oar I'll help you steer
toward your path."
I gave Jeff a hug. "Thanks Jeff," I said looking around
to see if anyone noticed the hug. I know the hug had no
sexual meaning but being a typical teen I did not want
to show public affection, thinking back wouldn't life
be much better if we showed others love and respect??
At Jeff's house we showered off the days sweat and
grime each in our own bathrooms.
My back was starting to hurt from the sunburn. "Jeff
you have any cold cream?" I asked pointing to my back.
He got a bottle of some kind of medicated skin lotion
and had me lay across his lap while he rubbed some on
my back.
No complaints from me it felt real good having his
strong hands kneed my back and cool the fire from the
sunburn.
I could feel Jeff getting hard and being the bastard
that I am I started moving my body around and putting
pressure on his crotch.
This continued for a little while longer and the
kneading hands seemed to work lower and lower until my
ass cheeks were the primary target. Boy did it feel
terrific, a buttocks massage is wonderful, sexual, and
pleasing all at the same time. As Jeff played with my
buns I worked my shorts down exposing my ass for him to
work on without any fabric to hinder his probing hands.
"Don't stop," I sighed.
I could feel his fingers trace the valley of my bald
cheeks and slowly work into the crevice seeking my
little brown-eye. I was enjoying is probing and worked
my hips against him in an attempt to give him some
pleasure also.
I could feel his index finger working its way inside me
and sliding in and out. He was moving slow and then
fast, all the while working in a circular motion that
no penis could ever match.
"Oh!!!" I moaned while bucking my hips for more.
Yes I wanted him inside me but boy oh boy did this feel
good.
After what seemed like four hours Jeff had me stand up
and sit on the couch. He knelt between my legs and
started licking and kissing my inner thighs but
ignoring my throbbing boyhood that was demanding some
attention. I tried to wiggle down to give him some
access to my dick but he would have no part of that.
He was the master now and I was his slave to pleasure.
He told me that if I moved he would stop and to pretend
that I was tied to the sofa. (Now that was a good idea
- wish we had we tried that)
Licking and sucking Jeff worked on my balls and slowly
moved toward the base of my penis. He worked his way up
and down my prick and all I could do was moan my
pleasure afraid to move and lose the feeling he was
giving me. After what seemed a lifetime he suctioned my
penis into his mouth and went all the way to my groin
in one fast and terrific move. He was sucking and
moving up and down and I instinctively started humping
my hips in time with his mouth.
"OHHH AAHHHH!!!" In a sudden rush I filled his mouth
with my hot load and smiled as some dribbled onto his
chin.
With the bottle of lotion in his hand he looked at me
and without one word said out loud I raised my legs to
give him access to my backside. He spread some lotion
on my ass and then on his penis. With my legs over his
shoulders he entered me. When he was all the way in he
leaned forward and started sucking my nipple while
humping his tool around in my backside.
God how I loved to give him pleasure and he was not
doing too bad returning the favor to me.
Jeff was panting and moving in wild and uneven motions
and I knew he was close to filling my bowels with his
juice. With a loud sigh I felt his dick throbbing and
filling me up. He pulled himself out and sat beside me
with his arm pulling me close to him.
It was at this moment that I realized that I really
meant as much to him as he meant to me. No words needed
to be said - just his actions and closeness said more
than we ever could have expressed verbally.
I felt a closeness that was comforting and not entirely
sexual, it was just that we understood each other and
shared everything. We just sat there for about thirty
minutes and got up and dressed.
We went to the kitchen and made some sandwiches and a
soda then sat back down in the living room and watched
a baseball game sitting side by side.
When the game was over we went out to his car and
unloaded the gear that was left there when we came
inside earlier. Back inside we horsed around some and
wrestled on the floor. Being a high school wrestler and
football player I had the upper hand on Jeff and could
pin him at ease. It was not the Jeff was letting me pin
him it was just that I had the extra training and skill
to take control of his body.
We worked up a good sweat and he suggested that we
shower again to wash off the sweat and musky smell we
had about us.
He was heading off toward his room and I asked, "you
want to join me?"
Well I did not have to ask twice and found myself nude
with Jeff in the shower once again. We washed each
others bodies and got out to dry off. Nude and now
clean again we went to bed for the night.
CHAPTER 5
How the hell he does it I will never know but the
"grown-up" Jeff woke up early leaving me asleep, teens
need more than seven hours of sleep and with the extra
activity I was so tired that "coma" might be a better
word to describe my sleeping this morning.
"Good morning kiddo," Jeff said as he woke me around
10:00am with a tray of toast and juice for us to share.
"Morning."
We sat and ate together him dressed, me in the nude.
After breakfast I brushed my teeth then after getting
dressed met up with Jeff in the living room. He was
reading the Sunday paper and I sat beside him and read
the comic page. He had all the windows open and there
was a nice breeze blowing through the house. We sat
there together not speaking just being close to one
another.
"It's getting late - time to get you home," Jeff said
while rubbing my thigh.
"Keep that up," I moaned, "and we won't be able to
leave anytime soon."
We both got a good laugh over that. We then packed up
my junk and headed to my house.
We got to my house around noon. Jeff came in with me to
use the bathroom. My mom was not at home and we had the
house to ourselves. We sat at the table and played some
cards while waiting for my mom to return.
"Mike, we need to talk."
Oh no, what was wrong - Jeff had a real serious look on
his face.
"What about," I asked.
"About you future." He continued, "what are you going
to do when you get out of school - you only have a
couple years left."
"I don't know," I shrugged.
"Mike, you're smarter then that - what do you want to
do - college?"
"I honestly don't know. I haven't really thought about
it."
He said, "You've three more years of school - time will
fly faster than you can imagine. I'll support your
decision but you have to make one and soon."
We talked about this while playing cards and Jeff would
not let up. I was seeing the fatherly side of him and
his concern for my future. OK, he was bugging the shit
out of me and asking what I couldn't answer, but he was
also showing his love for me and that he wanted me to
make something of my life.
"Jeff, I'll be OK - give me a break," I pleaded.
"You need to think about classes for the upcoming years
- that's how you prepare for college or a career."
"OK, OK, OK," I whined. "Let's make a deal - I'll think
about. I'll really think this out and let you know.
Just give me some time - I don't want to be rushed."
"I want what's best for you - but, OK I'll give you
'til August - Deal?"
"Deal," I said.
"No extensions - I want you to take this seriously."
"I will."
Truth be known I had never thought about my life after
school and wondered what I could do or wanted to do. I
gave playing pro-football a passing thought but that
was a long shot, I was a good player but my grades were
not all that great. Also I did not know if college was
right for me. I like the outdoors and would die if
stuck behind a desk from 9-5 every day for the rest of
my life.
"I'll really think about it - you have my word on it,"
I promised.
Jeff cleaned me out of match sticks and left before my
mom got home from the store, perfect timing, I had to
carry in all the groceries without any help.
I watched some TV with my mom after dinner, she seemed
more quiet than normal.
She turned off the TV and looked at me. "Mike, what's
up with you and Jeff?"
Did she know or was she just being curious? "Nothing
why?"
This was going to be my biggest test, what was she
going to ask? I fought to keep eye contact and a
straight unflustered face.
"You spend all your time with him - and he is all you
talk about," she said. "I just want to know what you
two are doing?"
"We're just hanging out and talking - you said to trust
him and talk to him if I couldn't talk to you," I
answered trying to toss the question back to her.
"Mike, I'm your mother and my concern is for you. What
do you talk about?"
"Mom," I whined, "it's kinda private."
She just stared at me with her eyes and I knew it was
no use, I would have to tell her something or she would
not let it drop.
"Promise not to be mad or laugh?" I asked.
"Go on."
I took a deep breath and blushed while telling her a
half-truth. "I was - I mean I wanted- I wanted to know
about girls and stuff," I blurted. "I couldn't ask you
- I mean it's too embarrassing, even now talking with
you."
I bowed my head breaking eye contact and tried to play
the shy boy, in truth it wasn't very hard - I was very
embarrassed.
I looked back at her and said. "We just hang out and
talk - we do fun things that I never had done before. I
like fishing and stuff."
She put her arm around me and gave me a little squeeze.
"I'm feeling a little left out of your life - you're
growing up so fast."
"Sorry mom - I like Jeff and he is like a father and
big brother all in one. I don't want to lose either one
of you - I'll spend more time with you if you want."
"That's OK - I just want to know what you're doing - I
don't like feeling like the fifth wheel with my son.
Anyway I've already talked to Jeff and wanted to make
sure you're not driving him nuts. He says you're no
trouble - you must have him conned," she laughed.
I gave her a big hug an apologized for leaving her out
of my life and promised that I would not keep her in
the dark. I got up and went to my room to read some
before turning in for the night.
Sleep did not come easy for me - was worried about what
my mom said. She couldn't know that I was sleeping with
Jeff could she? I was hoping that I put her at ease and
that she would let it drop. I rolled over and sleep
finally found me.
I slept for about 13 hours getting up around noon to an
empty house. I found a note on the table with some
chores for me to do while my mom was at work. All the
fun stuff like trash, and to clean up the pigpen I call
a room. Can't really complain I had waited months since
the last cleaning and could not find the floor with all
the mess that was there. I worked on my room for what
seemed like all day and was shocked to find out that I
had a rug under all the junk on the floor.
With the chores done I put on my swim trunks and went
to the pool for a swim. I figured why take a shower
when the pool was next door and was big enough to take
laps in. I hooked up with some of my friends and played
a game of sharks and minnows. One person was "it" and
we tried to swim past him to the other side of the pool
without being tagged. If you were tagged you became a
shark and assisted in tagging the other players, a dumb
game but fun also. After a while we gave up on the game
and decided to play some football in the local field.
The kids from the pool and a few others met up at the
field to play. I was a little nervous when I saw Buddy
among the players. We had not spoken ten words to each
other in the past few months or so and it was a little
uncomfortable. Two of the ring leaders of our loose
knit group started picking boys for their team. Being
on the school football team as a linebacker, I was
chosen very quickly. When all the boys were picked we
each took our positions to play.
Yes, you guessed it, Buddy was on my team. What had
been a slightly uncomfortable situation had now become
a very uncomfortable situation.
Being true competitors we put aside any disagreement
and focused on winning the game, after all to a 15 year
old winning is everything. We had a typical boys game,
no real rules and very rough tackles with each of us
trying to win and kill the other team at all cost. It
was a close game and we all were cut, bruised, and
scraped up but my team managed a victory. It was
getting late so we all headed home each in different
directions in groups of two or three.
I found myself walking by Buddy and following Jeff's
example to me went for broke and tried to start a
conversation.
"Great game Bud," I said.
"Thanks," he mumbled without interest.
"I mean it," pressing on, "your soccer skills make you
an excellent wide receiver."
He made some sort of noncommittal sound but did not try
to move away from me or avoid the conversation.
"Why can't we still be friends?"
Buddy stopped and looked at me. "You really think I
play that well - or are you just trying to make me talk
to you?"
"I can't force you to talk to me - and I do think you
play very well. I continued, "and I think we can still
be friends."
"What we did was wrong," he said.
"Bud, we've been friends for a long time - lets not
toss that away like a piece of trash. What happened,
happened and we can't change that - no one can change
the past."
He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm not gay - we
should never have done any of that stuff together."
"Being gay has nothing to do with it - boys fool around
all the time."
"How do you know??"
Thinking fast I told him, "I read it in a library book
- it said most boys fool around and being gay has
nothing to do with it. They are just exploring their
bodies." Pressing on, "Listen Buddy, I'm sorry - I was
so horny that I wasn't thinking."
He just looked at me and said nothing.
"We can't change what happened - I just think it is
stupid to waste a friendship over one mistake."
Buddy shrugged his shoulders and while walking away
said, "Maybe - I don't know. I'll see you at the pool."
Buddy walked off towards his house and I felt that if I
did not have him as a friend at least he was not my
enemy. On my way home I tried to figure out what really
was bugging Buddy. I didn't think he was gay because he
always had hung around with the neighbor girls and
seemed really interested in them.
Was he scared of our friendship and worried that he
might turn gay? Did he just feel what Jeff told me all
adolescents felt, alone and trying to find out who they
are and what other people think about them? This line
of thought was giving me a headache and I resigned
myself to the fact that if Buddy did not want to be
friends at least I tried my best. Boy oh boy was this a
lot to think about.
When I got home my mom had a cow when she saw me.
"Sweet Jesus!! What happened to you!! Are you all
right??"
I could not understand why she was getting so upset
until I saw myself in the mirror over the sofa. I had
dried blood all over my arms and shirt, some of it mine
but most of it other boys'. "I'm OK - just played some
football," I told her. "Maybe we got a little too rough
- no one got hurt."
I was ordered into the showers and she said to toss out
my clothes so she could either wash them or burn them
which ever was easier. I hopped into the shower and
washed a ton of dirt off my body and checked out how
badly I was cut up. It was not all that bad, I had a
couple dozen scrapes and cuts but what could I expect -
we were playing tackle football on a dirt field.
Because I was becoming more aware of my body and the
odors it produced as I got older I put on some
deodorant and felt refreshed.
I sat with my mom and had a nice dinner while listening
to her lecture me about playing football in such a
rough manner. She made it clear that she did not want
to have to take me to the emergency room for broken
bones and such.
I told her that I was being as careful as I could and
that all kids get roughed up a bit. After a while I
convinced her that I was not on the path to a slow
death by football and we sat and watched some TV.
After a while I excused myself and went to my room and
read for a little while. I decided to call Jeff to see
what he was up to and tell him about talking to Buddy.
"Hello," Jeff said on the other end of the phone.
"Hi lover," I giggled.
"I take it you're in your room - unless you have
finally lost it, kiddo?"
"Of course I'm in my room. Have a minute? I need to
talk to you."
"I've always time for you. What's up? You OK?"
"I guess - talked to Buddy today - tried to make up."
"Well?" he asked. "What did he say? You two OK now?"
"He didn't want to talk at first. I pushed on and kept
on talking and we talked for a little bit."
"Are you two OK with each other now?"
"I think so- I mean he talked and made it clear that he
doesn't want to fool around that way but said he'd see
me at the pool."
"Mike, that was a hard step you took - very grown up. I
hope you two can make it as friends again - if not I'm
sorry."
"Thanks," I answered blushing. "You have any plans this
weekend?" I've nothing to do if you want some company."
"Sorry Mike," he answered. "I've got some work to do on
Saturday and if I don't finish up I can't go out of
town for my vacation."
"Where you going?" I asked worried that I wouldn't get
to see him for over a week. He had not mentioned it and
caught me by surprise by mentioning a summer vacation.
"I know I told you - I had some time off coming up and
needed to get away.
I talked to your mother about it so I had to of told
you."
OK, I was smelling a rat here and was not going to be
fooled much longer. This might have been the reason my
mom was worried about us - what did he tell her?
"What's up?" I asked. "Why am I out of the loop here?"
Jeff laughed, "I'm sorry - just playing with you. I
talked to your mother and arranged for us to spend a
little time away from town together - that is if you
want to?"
"Fuck yes!!" I exclaimed.
"Watch your mouth Mike. You know I don't care for that
talk."
"Sorry - I'll save it for special occasions." I said
with an evil grin.
"I'd love to spend some time with you - where we
going?"
"Can't tell you," he answered. "It's a surprise -
you've got to wait and see - that is wait 'til Sunday."
I begged for a while and was met with a stone wall that
a small tank couldn't knock over. I gave up and told
him that I would be a wreck all week if he did not tell
me but would just have to accept the fact that he could
not trust me.
"Poor Mikey - Him so unhappy and unloved," Jeff said in
baby talk. "You just have to wait - I don't play those
guilt trip games, kiddo."
Well I guess the guilt and sympathy routine would not
work on him so I gave up and agreed to wait 'til
Sunday. We chatted for a while and hung up after we
said goodbye.
Being a true bastard of a teen I now went to work on my
mother trying to get her to tell me what was planned
for the week with Jeff. She would also not give in and
the more I bugged her the more items she added to my
things to do list for the week. I'm not stupid and
stopped hounding her at once, I knew defeat when it
looked me in the eye.
I went back to my room and laid down think about what
Jeff could have in mind for a weeks vacation and
wondering what Buddy was doing and if he would still
want to make up when I saw him next. Lying there
thinking about Jeff and Buddy was making my balls churn
with energy that had to be let loose.
I undressed, turned out the light and went to bed
thinking about the possibilities of having sex again
with Buddy and what new tricks I could show him.
I started stroking my penis slowly at first but built
up speed as I continued to think about Buddy and his
hot firm body. Moving my hips and squeezing my legs
together tightly I shot a glob of semen onto my stomach
and shot two more globs into the air with them landing
on my arm and neck. I cleaned the spunk up with my
fingers and not wanting to waste any of it slurped down
what I could get up while rubbing the rest onto my
body. I always felt relaxed after a good cum and rolled
over and drifted off to sleep.
**
In the morning I found my list of things to do and was
surprised to find the list very short. I did my laundry
and the dishes in a hurry and changed for some pool
fun.
At the pool I saw Buddy in the deep alone and dove in
to meet him.
"Hi dork," he said while splashing some water at me and
dove under water and appeared behind me laughing.
I was relieved, he was playing around like old times
and I figured that things just might be all right with
us again. We splashed around for a few minutes and had
to get out of the water when the lifeguard called
break.
Out of the water I grabbed my towel and want over to
where Buddy was sitting.
"How's it going?" I asked as I sat down beside him.
"OK, I guess."
Seeing some hesitation in him and wanting to regain our
friendship I pressed on. "So did you think about what I
said last night?"
"Yes, I thought about it for a while." He replied.
"Well," I asked, "can we still be friends? Shit, we
have been friends for to long to let one thing no
matter how big get in our way."
"A real big thing don't you think, Mike?" He stated.
Laughing I said. "You had the big thing not me."
His face clouded over a bit and I regretted what I had
said almost as fast as I said it, but it was too late
now. "I'm sorry Buddy, just wanted to break up some of
the tension."
"You scared me a little with that stuff - If we hang
around together we can't do that - OK?"
"Buddy," I replied, "I made the mistake not you. If you
still want to be friends we can put that behind us."
Buddy looked at me and asked, "Did you tell anyone
about what we did?"
"Buddy I am not that stupid and would never do anything
to hurt myself or you. Anyway who would I tell"
thinking about Jeff.
He stuck out his hand I shook it while I told him that
it was good to be friends again.
"After all," I told him, "you are too damn good on the
football field to be on any team but mine."
He smiled at that and got up to go back into the water
with me following him. I know he did not want to fool
around but after what I had been doing with Jeff in my
mind I could not help but to look at his firm ass as he
went into the water.
We fooled around dunking each other and such and it
seemed that he was happy just to be friends again also.
I still had a feeling that things were OK but that they
would never be the same as they were before I tried to
suck Buddy off.
I hoped I was wrong, but my feelings had a bad habit of
being right.
After a little while Buddy had to go home so I
continued to hang around the pool for a while hoping
that some other friends would show up. No such luck
today, I guess the others had other plans on this day.
With no one to hang with I headed home.
I finished some house work that I had to do and even
did some of the stuff that was on the list for the next
couple of days. When all the housework was completed I
watched some TV and just loafed around doing nothing
but letting brain cells die from lack of use.
When dinner was finished I called Jeff and asked him
what I should pack for the trip he had planned. I was
hoping that I could get a clue from the clothing need
for the trip as to where we were going.
"So what do I need to bring?" I asked him.
"Five days worth of clothes, a light jacket, and swim
trunks are optional," he said with a hint of lust in
his voice. No luck on a guess from that so I asked for
a hint and was shot down fast. We said our good-byes
and hung up.
**
The next few days were uneventful just waiting for the
weekend so I could finally find out what was planned. I
ran into Buddy a few times at the pool and played some
football with friends and was happy to see that he was
talking to me and even being the one to start the
conversations. We were BS'ing and fooling around much
like old times and this was making me feel great.
I desperately wanted to resume the sexual relationship
with Buddy and had not been with anyone else but Jeff,
but damn Buddy was cute and I felt that we could have
some fun times together. This was not an option, in all
the conversations we had in the week since we made up
he never invited me to his house or accepted my
invitations. At this point I felt that I should just
let it be, if Buddy wanted to resume that part of our
relationship I would have to let it be up to him and
with his terms.
Hot damn!!!! Sunday was finally here and I could not
wait 'til Jeff came over to pick me up. What were we
going to do and where were we going?? That was still
bugging me but I would have the answers soon.
Jeff picked me up around 4pm and we loaded my junk into
the car and said our good-byes to my mother.
"You mind roughing it?" He asked while driving.
"What you mean by roughing it?" I answered a little
worried that we would go somewhere that had no TV or
such.
"My folks have a house in the Appalachian Mountains
that we can use for a week - if you don't mind being
alone together. Anyway some time away from the 'real'
world never hurt anyone."
"Cool - I'd like some time alone with you," I answered
licking my lips
It was a long drive and I was a little board and needed
to find something to occupy myself with. Having no
games or such to play with I decided that Jeff's tool
needed spit shining.
"Thanks for taking me with you," I said sliding closer
to him while placing my head on his shoulder.
Looking at me he replied, "No Mike, thank you for
coming," and placed his arm around me in a light hug.
When he became relaxed I started rubbing his knees and
thighs lightly all the while watching the bulge in his
pants for any sign that I was arousing him.
"OOHH!!" he moaned and I saw his pants tightening and
knew that I was getting to him, with this in mind my
fingers traced a path higher and higher until I was
rubbing his prick through his pants.
Jeff was getting harder and harder by the minute and I
asked him, "your friend want some air?"
He looked at me for a moment and unbuckled and unzipped
his pants for me to get at him.
I had his penis out and in my hand and was stroking it
up and down while sliding my face closer to his
missile. The car was not big enough for me to keep my
head on him so sucking him would not work.
I resigned myself to giving him a handjob but promised
to make up for the lost chance at a spit shine. This
went on for a little while and when Jeff came I caught
it in my hand and did not let any go to waste.
Around 10pm we got to his parents land and drove down a
dark mountain road to the family house.
He called it a house, I called it a shack, it was a
little one room wood framed shack in the middle of
nowhere. We unloaded the car and went inside the
"shack" to get settled in. Thank God there was
electricity and plumbing so we could rough it in
comfort. When we got the stuff put away Jeff told me
that his family owned about ten acres of land and that
when deer season was closed he could stay in this house
when he wanted. I also learned that no one was ever
around and that the nearest town was 20 miles away.
We fixed some cold sandwiches from the supplies in the
cooler and got ready for bed. The cabin had two sofa
beds as well as two cots for sleeping. We opened up one
of the sofa beds and crawled in beside each other in
the buff.
Jeff's body was hot and comforting to me as we pressed
together in the darkness.
"I missed you so much," I said while pinching his left
nipple.
"I missed you also," he replied while stroking my back
with his fingertips in a comforting way while as we
laid there in each others arms.
"I want to feel you inside me. If you don't take me
I'll die."
Jeff rolled me over so I faced away from him and he
positioned himself into a spooning position. His hot
penis was resting between my cheeks and I was humping
my hips trying to get more of him. My penis was in
Jeff's hands and he was stroking me just like I did him
a few hours ago. The more I humped against him the
faster he jerked me and pinched my nipples between his
finger and thumb.
After several days with out any relief I could not hold
out any longer and spewed forth a hot load of cum.
"AAAAAHHHH!!" I grunted while dumping the load into his
hands. I settled down from my orgasmic high and could
still feel his rod between my ass cheeks.
"Do me - please," I begged.
Jeff greased my backside and entered me very slow and
deliberately. My ass was filled with his manhood and an
itch that had been building up in me over the last week
was finally being scratched from within. Jeff slid his
hard cock back and forth like a piston of a V8 Ford
engine while tweaking my nipples with both hands. He
was grunting and I was moaning and humping back to meet
his inward thrust.
The only sound I could hear was the blood rushing in my
ears and our combined moans and grunts of pleasure.
Jeff finally and violently let loose with his spunk
filling my ass filling me with his molten hot juice. It
felt good with his throbbing penis in my ass and his
arms wrapped around my chest. All was right I felt both
loved and safe in his arms and never wanted it to end.
Jeff started to pull out if me but I would not let him.
"Leave it in - I want to feel it." I did not want the
full feeling to ever end.
We just laid there me wrapped in his arms and his now
softening rod in my anus. In that position I drifted
off to sleep feeling loved and safe.
CHAPTER 6
I awoke from a dream in the dark and was aware of a
hand rubbing my thighs and genitals in a soft manner. I
just laid there quietly and gave no indication that I
was awake. Jeff continued to handle me for several
minutes and I could hold out no longer.
"UUMMM!! Don't stop," moaning my pleasure.
He jumped when he realized that I was awake and knew
what he was doing.
"Sorry, I thought you were asleep."
"That's OK, Keep going."
He slowed up then stopped all together.
I got the impression that something was wrong and
asked, "you OK?"
"I'm OK," he said rolling over.
Taking my cue from what Jeff had taught me I would not
let it just drop.
"Is it something I did?" I asked. "You're not feeling
pressured to be my friend are you?"
Jeff rolled me over and faced me. "I've never felt
pressured to be your friend. You're a great kid."
"Why did you pull back from me? If I did something tell
me - what's wrong?"
He just laid there quietly looking at me then breaking
eye contact. What had I done? We had been having a
blast - I was trying to figure this out. He got quiet
when I woke up - I just don't know.
"Trust me Jeff - you always tell me to trust you. How
about trusting me? Please."
Jeff sighed, "I shouldn't have been touching you - you
need to make the first move."
WHAT!? My mind screamed - he didn't want to touch me?
What's up with that? "Jeff, I'm not complaining - I
love you and want this also - I mean it feels good -
don't worry about it."
Again he just laid there with his eyes downcast.
"Please," I pleaded, "don't shut me out - OK, I'm only
a kid but I want to know what's up - let me help. If
it's something I did let me know - I'll fix it."
"Mike, you're more of an adult then you'll ever know -
don't sell yourself short. It's just that I need you to
make the first move - I can't let my lust and urges get
in the way - you just need to trust me on this."
I couldn't believe it, Jeff was hurt by thinking his
urges were not important to me and that any action must
be started by me. Was he not an active player in out
friendship? I thought all this over and was dumbfounded
by his thoughts.
He had been there for me in my darkest hour and now he
felt that he was just my toy? I was really hurt by this
- I knew what I was doing with my body. Yes it felt
great to have sex and I wouldn't change that at all -
but it was more than that. I love him - I really love
him. Jeff is my world and it was tearing me apart that
the love we shared was also hurting him.
I looked at Jeff, "you have done nothing wrong - all
you did was make me feel good."
"Mike, you just don't understand."
"What? What don't I understand?"
"I'm the adult here Mike - if I make the first move you
might do something you don't want to do just to please
me. That's wrong - I can't force you and if I make the
first move I just might be making you do something you
don't want to do and that would hurt me too much."
"You're full of crap!" I stated. "You can't force me to
do anything I don't want to do - I know that this is my
body and my life." I was hot - both mad at Jeff and
hurt that he would not trust me to say no to him.
"You're hurting me now Jeff - I mean you don't trust me
enough to say no?"
"Mike it's just that"
I stopped him and went on. "Let me finish - I'm old
enough to sleep with you right?"
"Well - yes."
"Then I'm old enough to know what I want and don't want
in bed." I got up and started pacing around the room. I
must have been a site - a naked kid ranting and raving
in a dark cabin in the woods. I was upset to the point
of tears.
I took a deep breath. "Jeff - you hurt me - you hurt me
bad." I wanted to strike out and hurt him and my words
were the only weapon I had. "You hurt me deep in my
heart." I had tears of anger stinging my eyes as I
continued, "you rejected me by pulling away - you hurt
me by not trusting me to make up my own mind about my
body. You keep telling me to trust you - that's all you
keep insisting - trust me, trust me. WHY DON'T YOU
TRUST ME!!!!"
Jeff sat on the corner of the bed watching me - he had
a surprised look on his face - no not surprised - hurt
- I had done it- I hurt him.
Calming down some I sat on the bed and asked, "were you
going to force me to do anything?"
"No Mike, I was..."
"Please Jeff, let me finish."
"OK."
"Do you plan on hurting me?"
"No."
"I didn't think so. Jeff I love you, you mean the world
to me. All I ask in return is that you trust me also.
If you need me close to you or if you need some sexual
relief -ask me. All I can do is say no."
"I never wanted to hurt you Mike."
"But you did," I answered. "I need your trust also -
just go for it if you want it."
"I wish you could understand - I know you love me. I
love you also, it's just that you might do what ever I
ask just because of your love and not think about what
is right for you." He put his arm around my shoulders
and gave me a squeeze. "Maybe you'll understand when
you get older. Mike, just for me I need you to make the
first move - maybe later I'll make the first move.
Please for now accept it."
"Are you planning on forcing yourself on me?" I asked
once more.
"I would never do that. I would never intentionally
hurt you or let anyone hurt you."
I took Jeff's hand into mine much like he had done to
me in the past and looked him in the eyes. "Promise me
that if you don't want to do anything or if you're not
in the mood you will stop me?"
"Deal," he said while pulling me into a hug.
I felt that we had gotten this into the open and that
it would not stand in our way ever again. I loved Jeff
and trusted him with my life. Jeff was the only one who
ever took the time to listen to what I had to say,
assist me with my problems, and treat me like a human
being not some stupid teenager. I just could not
understand why Jeff was nervous about making the moves
on me, hell it felt good and like most teens I wanted
and needed sex at all times. Well if that's what he
wanted I'd just have to go with it.
We got back into bed and I grabbed Jeff's hand and put
it back onto my penis.
"Go with your feelings," I said. "Just go with it -
make me happy." Anyway his hand felt wonderful and I
have never been the one to turn the chance of an orgasm
down. Jeff started rubbing me again all over my crotch
and balls tugging and pinching me into ecstasy.
"AAAHHH!!" I sighed as I laid back and spread my legs
for Jeff to get to every part of me. When he had me
good and hot he slid down and I felt a wonderful warm
wetness slide over my penis as Jeff suctioned me into
his mouth.
"OH! YES!! DAMN DON'T STOP!!" I was moaning and
thrusting to meet his mouth and trying to get every
inch inside of him. He continued to suck on me and
every so often his tongue would snake out and lick my
balls or drive me nuts by nibbling on the tip.
"Yes! Yes!! YES!!"
In a few seconds I was going to cum, I love that urgent
pressure and throbbing that builds up in the base of my
dick just before I shoot my wad. Jeff was making me
throb all right and it would not bee too long before I
flooded his mouth with my spunk. Then it happened, the
pressure built up to the point of no return and with
one last grunt I let loose with my seed. Jeff was
swallowing my cum and milking the last few drops off
before he let my tool go.
We laid beside each other and I asked, "how could you
think you're forcing me? All you do is give me
pleasure."
"I just don't want to influence your actions - that's
all."
"Don't worry - I'll never let you or anyone force me
into anything."
Having said that and wanting to please him I asked,
"you want to screw me?"
"No - I just want to hold you close."
I fell asleep again with him caressing my body mumbling
about how lucky he was to have me.
**
I awoke to the sun on my face, birds singing, and
Jeff's arms around my waist.
"Well welcome back to the world," I heard Jeff say as
he got out of the bed.
The cabin was cool but not too bad in the morning sun.
"What do you want to eat, I have eggs and toast or
toast and eggs?" Jeff's idea of a joke.
It was not too funny but I laughed anyway. "I'll have
toast and eggs" and with that said I went to the toilet
to take care of the morning business. I did what I had
to do, combed my hair and went out to the smell of eggs
cooking.
We sat quietly enjoying each others company and the
fresh air blowing through the small cabin. If I forgot
to describe the cabin please forgive me. The cabin was
roughly twelve feet by eighteen feet with a very small
bathroom with a toilet, sink, and shower stall just big
enough for one adult. The other side of the bathroom on
the same wall was the kitchen with a refrigerator,
sink, and two burner stove with a small oven. The rest
of the room was a combined usage room with fold out
sofa beds and a couple of cots set aside for sleeping.
The cabin was not a palace but very well suited for
what we needed it for.
I decided to break the silence, "Jeff I'm sorry for
getting upset with you last night. It was just that you
were making me feel so good then stopped when you knew
I was awake."
He sat there for a minute looking at me digesting what
I had said. "I love you Mike and don't want to do
anything to hurt you or change what we have."
"I wasn't hurt by your actions - I was trying to cum" I
grinned.
"Mike, I just worry that I am leading you into this and
you are not following you own will." Jeff continued, "I
don't want to force your hand or give you the
impression that you need to have sex with me for me to
love you." He got up and came over to me and sat down
in the other chair.
"I will always love you but just for my sake I need you
to take the lead and make the first moves on me."
I sighed, "I can't say I really understand but and I
know you love me - at least I think you really do by
the way you look at me."
"Mike I really love you," he said placing a kiss on my
cheek.
Smiling I looked at him and said, "I'm going to take
you at your word - can't say I agree or understand but
I trust you so I'll live with it."
"Mike - thank you. I need you to agree with me on
this." Changing gears Jeff asked, "you up for some
fishing?"
"Yeah - let's go!" I exclaimed jumping up and heading
toward the door.
"Wait a second - let me get the stuff."
We went out and around behind the cabin to a large
creek and dropped our lines into the water. Jeff sat
down beside me and pulled me close to him.
I smiled up at him. It was a quiet morning with the
birds chirping and other natural noises. It seemed
strange not hearing cars and such but I could get used
to this quiet.
"You ever do this stuff as a kid?" I asked.
"Yes - all the time with my dad. We would sneak away
every so often and just spend some time together."
"Um - that's great - but I was asking - you know."
"You talking about us - in bed?"
I nodded "yes," I really wanted to know about his teen
years - did he fool around with his buddies? I figured
if we were really as close as it seemed he would tell
me the truth.
He set his fishing rod aside and half turned toward me.
"I did some things with some friends - nothing near
what we do. Some masturbation and I sucked my cousins
dick when I was ten or eleven."
"You sucked your cousin? How old was he?" This was way
cool, he was telling me about his sex life without any
embarrassment or anything. I guess he really did trust
me.
"Yes, I sucked him," he answered. "He was about sixteen
or seventeen - he was the one who showed me how to play
with myself ."
"You two do everything?"
"No, not everything. We played with each other and he
gave me a few blowjobs but I mostly did him. No other
stuff."
Jeff proceeded to tell me about his awakening and
introduction to sex. We were not that different - he
knew at a young age that he liked boys and that he was
not like his other friends. It made me feel good to
know this about him and even made me feel closer to him
if that was even possible.
"Hey Mike, look at that fish!" Jeff exclaimed pointing
to the water.
I got up and looked at where he was pointing. "I don't
see anything-where?"
"Right there."
"HAAAAYY!!" I yelled as I fell into the water. The
bastard had pushed me in.
"That was not fare!"
"Life's not fare," he laughed. "Anyway you needed a
bath."
I climbed out of the water soaked everywhere. "Now what
am I going to do? I can't sit here wet like this."
Jeff gave me a sly grin, "you could strip down and lay
your clothes out to dry."
That was his game. He wanted me naked - well we were
alone so what the hell. "there's no one around right?"
"Not a soul."
"You wanted me naked - that's why you pushed me in.
Right?"
He just looked at me like a cat looking at a dish of
tuna. I felt like a bunch of flowers on display for all
to see.
"You're a bastard - you know that?" I tried to be mad
but I wasn't, "if you wanted me naked all you had to do
was ask - shit Jeff, the water is cold."
"You'll live," he said smiling at me while I undressed.
I stripped down and laid my clothes out to dry on some
rocks. All the while I was undressing I could feel his
eyes on my back looking me over. When I turned around
Jeff looked at me then made a funny face - not funny
more of a look of concern.
"What?" I asked.
Oh gawd Mike!! Are you OK?" He was looking at me like
there was something very wrong.
"What's wrong?" I asked feeling concerned that
something was wrong. I was looking up and down my body
but could see nothing out of the norm.
"Mike, I don't know how to say it." He walked up to me
and was looking me in the eyes. "Your dick has
shrunk!!!" He exclaimed while pushing me back into the
cold water.
I hit the water again and came up gasping for air.
"DAMN YOU!!" I yelled at him, "this water is freezing."
He just sat on the edge laughing at me. His face was
beet red from all the laughing he was doing.
I said, "by the way I bet your dick doesn't look that
great after you jump into cold water either."
I got back out of the water and jumped on top of him.
"You will pay for that you know."
He was laughing as we rolled around the grass, first me
on top then him. We continued for a while then stopped
laying side by side giggling like a bunch of first
graders.
"You're cute when you get angry." Jeff said while
stroking my hair.
I rolled back on top of him and straddled his legs, my
naked ass on his crotch.
"You want me angry?" I said, pretending to be pissed.
"I'll show you something that is angry looking."
I slid up his chest and sat on his shoulders with my
legs to either side of his head. "There you go - my
friend is angry and needs some cooling off."
He looked up at me, licked his lips, and sucked my
balls into his mouth.
"Um good," he sighed, "natural food - and in its own
package."
I had to laugh at that. He had my nuts in his mouth and
was rolling them around as well as sucking on them
gently.
"OH Yes. Don't stop," I groaned feeling my dick
starting to stand at full mast ready for action.
He was sucking on me and it felt so nice - just so warm
and wet. While he serviced my balls he was kneading my
ass cheeks almost to the point of lifting me up off
him.
"Ah that's so good!" I cried in pleasure, "you have to
suck me now - please."
With that he rolled me over onto my back kissing me. I
was fumbling with his shirt trying to get it off him -
I wanted to feel his hot skin against mine. His buttons
were worked open and I slid it off his back exposing
his chest to my touch.
"Oh man, you are one horny kid," he smiled at me.
I rolled onto my side facing him and pulled his body
close to mine. We were pressed together grinding our
hips against each other trying for relief. I ran my
fingers down his back feeling his warmth and sweat all
the while working closer to his ass.
"Take off your pants," I panted, "I want to feel you
too."
With out a word he slid off his pants and boxers
becoming just as naked as me. The feel of his nude body
was wonderful and I hoped he was enjoying it as much as
me.
"Jeff can I - I mean I haven't in a while."
"Mike what? You shouldn't be worried about anything."
"I want to fuck you," I answered. I hadn't in a long
while and it was like a treat for me. I loved Jeff
sucking me and such but this was an added bonus.
He smiled and slid toward my hard dick, "Let's get him
all wet for the ride."
My cock was sucked into his mouth and bathed in his
saliva making it all slick for the task at hand. Jeff
laid on his stomach with his ass exposed for me to
service.
"I'm all yours lover," he said smiling at me in a sly
wicked way.
I bent down and spit on his hole and worked some into
him then climbed on him sliding my prick between his
cheeks.
"Man you're hot in there," I said while moving the head
to its target. I pushed a little and slipped inside his
hot moist hole.
"OOHH!!" He sighed as I invaded him to the hilt.
Man this was good. "Oh God! Jeff!" I grunted while
humping him. My dick was moving in and out in a steady
pace. I was feeling a warm tingle all around my hard
cock with every slight motion. He was working his ass
back to meet my every thrust while squeezing his anus
tight with my outward stroke milking me slowly.
"Jeff!! OH GOD!!" I yelled as I buried my cock in his
ass. I laid still with my cock spilling my seed into
him, spurt after spurt. I was breathing hard and
collapsed on top of him with my ultra sensitive cock
still inside him.
He let me lay there on him as I came down from my
climax. After a few minutes he rolled from under me and
hugged me close kissing me deep and sucking my tongue
into his mouth.
"Man! That always feels so good."
"Glad you liked it," he grinned back. He held me close
for a few minutes touching my back and planting light
kisses all over my face.
I slipped from his grasp and slid down his body. I was
licking his chest and sucking on his nipples while
stroking his hard cock with my hand.
"OH Yeah!" He grunted when I pinched his sack.
My hand was wet with his pre-cum and I rubbed it all
over his hot rod while giving his chest and stomach a
tongue bath.
"Your dick is mine," I said moving my mouth to his
crotch. I heard him sigh with pleasure when I took him
into my mouth. Up and down I went licking the bulb
savoring the sweet pre-cum oozing from his cock. I
bobbed on him all the while squeezing and playing with
his heavy sack. I wanted to force his seed from his
loins soon. I vacuumed him harder and shifted into
fifth gear wanting to feel him cum in my mouth.
"OH! OH! AAAHHH! AAAH!" Jeff grunted, face fucking me.
I felt his balls rise in his sack at the same time his
dick swelled in my mouth.
"AAAAHHHH! FUUCCKKK!!" He screamed, pumping his juice
down my throat.
"UUMM!" I moaned swallowing his seed as fast as he shot
it. He must have given me four heavy shots of spunk.
"Oh Mike! Oh God that was fabulous."
I laid on him kissing his mouth giving him back some of
what he just fed me. "Well? Was that OK for you?" I
teased.
"You little shit," he laughed while starting to tickle
my sides.
We played around for a while like that - rolling,
laughing, and tickling each other. By this time I was
burning up - the sun had risen over head and was slowly
cooking us.
"Damn it's hot," I said panting from the exertion of
our play.
Jeff laid there panting also and said, "Well let's go
for a swim."
He got up and went into the water waiting for me to
join him. "The water is perfect - not too cold
anymore."
I got up and following suit went into the water also.
We splashed around dunking each other like a pair of
ten year olds. The world didn't exist - it was just us.
Two kindred spirits enjoying nature and each other. I,
until this point, never gave camping out or spending
time in the woods a second thought - but now I could
see why people went camping and such. There was no time
- no work - no school, just free time with nature and
those you loved.
We swam around for a while - it was great- my first
skinny dip. I felt free with no suit to hinder me. My
penis swinging as free as my nuts, this was fun.
After a bit we got out of the water, dried off and
headed to the cabin for lunch. We sat dressed only in
shorts and ate hot dogs with some chips.
"You want to try some real fishing this time?" I asked
him. We started fishing and it turned into a little fun
feast - but I wanted to catch some fish.
"I guess - you didn't have a good time this morning?"
He answered toying with me a little.
We picked up the fishing gear and headed back down to
fish some more. Sitting together we dropped our lines
in the water hoping to catch some type of fish - after
a bit I was able to pull out a few small fish - but
nothing worth keeping.
The day passed without any major event - we bummed
around walking around the property with him telling me
about coming here as a kid and all the stuff he did
with his dad and grandfather. When night fell all the
sounds I could hear were amazing - bugs and frogs along
with god knows what else all "singing" their songs in
the darkness.
We sat on the porch looking at the sky and listening to
the "night music" all around us.
"The stars always this bright?" I asked, I could see
more stars in the sky then ever before - the dark area
without any street lights made the sky light up with
stars.
"Always," he answered, "that's what makes this place so
lovely. Nobody to deal with and all nature to look at
and enjoy."
"Can I have some beer?" I asked - I wanted to try some
and since we have done just about everything together
what's a little beer?
"I guess - don't you dare tell your mother."
"Well I just might, right after I tell her you fuck me
like a mad rabbit in heat," I grinned back.
"OK, OK I get the point. You know where it is - go for
it."
I went into the kitchen and fetched us both a beer and
sat down beside my lover. We drank in quiet just
listening to the sounds around us. I can't say I really
liked the beer - kind of bitter but after a few sips it
wasn't too bad. I felt a little light headed and warm
all over - I guess I was getting my first buzz from the
beer.
We finished our brews and headed inside for the night.
I undressed and got into the shower to rinse off the
day's grime and when done Jeff did the same. When he
was finished he joined me in bed snuggling up to me.
"Thanks for bringing me - I know you don't have to do
things like this for me but I really appreciate it and
all you've done." I meant it - he had done things for
me that no one has ever thought of or taken the time
to. I was just a kid - and he treated me like an equal.
"Mike if you think you're a burden you are wrong - I
did this because I like you and want to spend tome with
you." He turned onto his side and started stroking my
hair. "I love you for who you are - and I want to do
anything to make you happy - I'm happy just seeing you
happy."
"I didn't think I was a burden - it's just that you
treat me like a person and that makes me feel special.
I wanted you to know that I'm glad you brought me and
are showing me what you enjoyed as a teen."
"You are a special person- don't ever forget that." He
continued to stroke my hair and neck. "I do this
because you are my friend and I like to share my life
with you."
"Thanks - you're special to me also." With that said I
started to feel Jeff's chest and abdomen relishing in
its heat and texture.
We turned toward each other and locked lips kissing and
sucking on each others tongues. Jeff pulled me up to
his face and started sucking my dick and tickling my
ass with his finger.
"Yes," I said as I felt his hot wet tongue on my cock
head as he vacuumed me inside his mouth.
While he was sucking me I moved into a sixty-nine
position wanting to return the good feeling he was
giving me. I relaxed my throat and with this angle
tried to get all of him in my mouth. Working up and
down and breathing through my nose I nudged him further
and further until I had him all in my mouth.
I pulled back and exclaimed in joy, "Yes I did it!!"
"I know - that was good!" Jeff panted. "Don't stop -
you got a job to do."
He plunged back down on my hard cock and I went back to
work on him. He was pumping back at me fucking my mouth
and I was doing the same to him. Working on him I was
able to get him back inside me all the way again. His
pubic hair was up against my nose and I could smell his
clean musk coming from his groin.
"AAHH YEESS!!" he moaned as I swallowed around his
dick.
Every time I swallowed he grunted harder pushing into
my mouth. We went at this for a while and when he put
two fingers up my ass I let go with my hot load.
"AAHHH!! AAHH!! AAAHHHH! OOOHHHH!!! OOHHH!!" I grunted
as I ejaculated into his sucking mouth.
My ass cheeks were clenching with each spurt I gave
him. Feeling him tense up he held my head tight forcing
his cock deep into me.
I was gagging a little as he shot his wad - fighting to
breathe and swallow what he pumped into me.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! YES!!" he was almost chanting as he
filling my mouth.
Coming down from our orgasmic high we collapsed into
each others arms.
"Oh man - I got all of you in my mouth," I was amazed
this was the first time I had ever been able deep
throat him.
He looked at me and smiled with a trace of lust still
in his eyes. "That was unbelievable - you are too
much."
"Thanks - you were good too."
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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