Date: Fri, 21 Dec 2018 22:28:13 +0000 From: Jim B Subject: Moving in with my New Family- Chapter 5 Note: This story contains sexual encounters between family members including adult-youth situations. For those who are uninterested in themes involving incest and intergenerational relationships, please do not read any further. Please consider supporting Nifty with a donation so they can keep publishing high quality original stories. Moving in with my New Family Chapter 5: Making a Friend The next morning I awoke not believing the day I'd had yesterday. The morning was usual, getting ready for school, sitting through my English class bored out of my mind. In Biology, I met a new friend, a student who I was completely oblivious to the day before. "Hey, you made it back. Good to see you.", the other student said. "It's not like I have a choice.", I replied laughing. "My name's Aaron, I was the new kid just after the beginning of the year." "I'm Jim, but I go by Jamie. Sorry I didn't introduce myself yesterday, I was still just trying to take it all in." Aaron smiled at me. "No worries, it seemed completely normal to me." Aaron was of average height and build, caramel-colored skin, Latino I supposed. His black hair was in a crew cut. "Your family military too?", Aaron inquired. "Seems like everyone around here is. That's why so many people float in and out of school." "No. My mom is getting remarried and we just moved in with him and his sons. My step-dad was in the Marines though" "Ah, I see. Well, that's gonna count as a military family soon enough." Aaron smiled. We made our way through Biology just fine and as we were leaving, Aaron asked me if I wanted to join him for lunch. I let him know that I while I was probably expected to hang out with Paul, I think he'd understand if I begged-off. My only reservation was not seeing Bryan. When it was time for lunch, I went to find Paul. I would've just texted him if my phone hadn't fallen apart last night during my porn session. I caught up with Paul and his friends and started talking before I fully reached them. "Paul, I'm gonna meet up with someone from my biology class. Is that cool with you?", I asked scanning the small group for Brian who seemed missing. "Sure, you're not chained to me or anything. I'm happy to have you, but you're free to do your own thing.", Paul smiled. "Thanks, I'll catch up with you after school then." I met up with Aaron where we had talked about. Both of us had brought lunches today so we scoped out a place to sit. We found an empty table next to a grassy area on campus, and started making small talk. I started the conversation "I take it you haven't always lived in San DIego?" "No," Aaron replied, "I was born in Maryland which is where we lived for a few years. Then we were in Hawaii until last year when we ended-up here. I guess that's pretty usual for Navy families, maybe even luck it hasn't been more." "That sounds pretty cool, I've been here my whole life." We continued talking, it was more like an interview with all of the questions we asked each other. It was apparent that we had a lot in common. We made plans to go do something after school. Moving on to my next classes, I was a disappointed to see that Brian wasn't there. I hoped everything was ok, but was at least able to focus on what I needed to do without his giant bulge distracting me. I wondered how I was ever going to pass my French class with that, um, him, next to me. Paul and I walked home together, he asked me a bit about Aaron. "He's from a military family that's moved a few times." I said for no reason at all. "My dad got stationed here just before he got out and so we've been here as long as I can remember." Paul replied. "I'd hate it if we were always moving around. Besides, if we'd moved away we wouldn't have you now would we?" He put his arm around my shoulder as we walked. Later on, I got ready to meet up with Aaron. Mom and Mike were hanging out in the family room talking about wedding stuff when I strolled by to tell them I was heading out. "Not too late,", Mike said, "I don't want any excuses about how tired you are for school tomorrow." Mike was being fairly playful in his tone, but knew I'd have to keep it to a dull roar. I walked over to Aaron's house and he answered the door in what appeared to be workout clothes. "Oh damn, is it time already? Sorry, let me get ready real quick." I told him that it wasn't any problem and he invited me up to his room. Once up there, he started stripping down to his underwear. He was still very sweaty from whatever he was doing but I certainly enjoyed the show. As I'd noticed before, his build was pretty average for a 15-yr old but a very nice one. He clearly worked out regularly as he was packing on muscle in his chest and arms. Nothing at all like Brian or the twins, but I'd take him to bed in a heartbeat. In his boxers he headed to the bathroom. "You can mess around on my computer if you want, I've got a paused game, feel free to play." Aaron called back to me at the door. I heard the water go on. As I walked over to his desk, the pile of clothes Aaron had just stepped out of caught my eye. I picked up the shirt he'd been wearing which was heavy with sweat and huge dark circles in the armpits. Before I even comprehended what was happening, I found my face buried in the shirt taking in the musky scent. The smell alone was making arousing me to the point of needing to rearrange my dick through my shorts. I kept sniffing the drenched cloth while putting my hands down my shorts and began stroking my now rock hard piece. I realized now I was in a dangerous situation. Smelling the dirty shirt of someone I'd just met while jacking-off in the minutes it took him to shower. I popped the snap on my shorts and yanked the zipper down. My shorts were half-way down my thighs. I laid back on Aaron's bed and draped his used shirt over my face. The musky scent of a teenager was so strong in my nostrils. I was jerking hard knowing that I needed to finish quickly. I licked my hand just to provide some bit of lubrication. I made a fist with my right hand and started thrusting into it while pushing Aaron's shirt further into my face with my left. With my cock buried deep in my fist, fingers pressed against my balls, I began to shoot my load. As usual, it was a sizeable stream of cum that spewed out. Ropes of thick, white, semen splatted across my belly. I jerked myself up off of Aaron's bed. "Shit," I whispered to myself, "how the fuck and I supposed to clean this up." I scanned the room looking for tissues and found nothing. I heard the water turn off and almost froze with fear. Suddenly, I snatched up the sweaty garment I'd been using as the fuel for my masturbation session and began wiping the cum off of my body. I assumed that he'd be washing the shirt before wearing it again and that he wouldn't be any wiser. He came in with a fresh pair of briefs on and only somewhat modestly finished getting dressed. We continued to make small talk then headed out. Aaron, it turned out, was already 16 and had his driver's license. He also had access to a car which meant that we could go pretty much anywhere. We decided to head up to a movie theatre near Camp Pendleton which wasn't too far. Once the movie ended, Aaron was nice enough to drop me off. Paul practically greeted me at the door. "Hey, we have the place to ourselves." He didn't add anything to that statement clearly expecting me to fill in the blanks. "It would be great to hang out, but it's been kind of a long day and I'm really ready to head to bed. Maybe next time?" "Um, sure." Paul said, clearly disappointed. I had just barely gotten to sleep when I woke up suddenly to Paul climbing into my bed. "I figured you had a chance to get rested, so I could have my way with you." Paul said in a joking manner. In one fluid motion of climbing under the sheets with me he draped his leg over mine. I could feel that he was already hard as his cock was pressing against my leg and he was subtly thrusting it harder against my thigh. "You really are persistent aren't you?" I teased. My own cock was starting to grow as Paul continued thrusting. His hand landed squarely on my crotch and immediately began massaging my erection. "God, I'm so glad you came to live with us. I'm really tired of just sitting in my room jerking off to porn." "Me too", was all I could eek out while fumbling for Paul's engorged member still against my thigh. Paul, picking up on my signal, pulled back away from my leg enough for my hand to grab hold and slide it up and down. I stroked him with a nice rhythm for a moment. Without a word, Paul climbed on top of me, throwing the covers down as he shifted. Now he was kneeling on the tops of my thighs with his cock laying against mine. He pulled my hand away gently and grabbed both of our dicks in one hand and stroked them together. Given my inexperience, I had never considered this as something that I'd like. With my hands free from his cock and mine, I started feeling my way around his torso. First, I grabbed onto his shoulders and dragged my hands inward toward his chest. I began alternative playing with his nipples and feeling his solid pecs. He must have understood exactly what I was looking for as he began squeezing his chest muscles, flexing for me as I continued to explore his near hairless body. I often used my wet fingers to stimulate my own nipples, so I stuck my finger in my mouth and started circling the nipple, wiggling my finger back and forth enjoying it's erectness. "Here, let me do this." Paul whispered. With that he let go of our cocks and leaned down and forward. His cock was now tightly wedged against mine while he laid his body on mine. He was taller enough that propped up on his hands, his chest was just about in reach of my face. I took the opportunity to stick my tongue out and tease his erect nipple. I was licking at his left nipple and playing with his right using my hand. With every lick, it seemed to make his cock throb against mine. He continued thrusting up and down, just enough to allow our dicks room before pressing back down against me. I had turned my licking into full blown sucking which made Paul moan with delight. It was dark enough that I couldn't really see his face, but I could sure imagine the look of ecstasy that it must have shown. Paul pulled away from my face and scooted down. My cock was hard and lying against my waist, not quite hitting my navel. Paul stopped to kiss his way around but never touching the stiff member. This was driving me crazy with anticipation. Before too long, I couldn't stand it anymore and used my hand to stand my cock up and into his face. There was something that resembled a little laugh and he engulfed my mouth with one swallow. There wasn't going to be much of time before I completely shot my wad. Paul was stroking my cock with his mouth and hand, much like he had before. He cupped my balls and rubbed the spot just underneath them which created a whole different sensation than the last time he did this. Paul pulled off with the sound of suction breaking. He shifted around so that he was lying next to me with his cock accessible to me; then he resumed sucking. "You ready to give it a taste?" he asked quietly. "Not quite, I'm sorry", I said apologetically. "That's fine, when you're ready. You can play with it though." Paul invited. And so I did. Stroking his big, turgid cock was only making me thrust my hips into his blowjob even harder. Soon, his dick was slick with precum that my fingers and hand had spread around providing ample lubrication to finish him off. His dick throbbed so hard, I could feel the veins swelling as the load pumped out of him. Shot after shot landed on my chest. Another shot hit my neck with enough force that I could hear it splat. There was cum everywhere. Before he finished his intense orgasm, his moaning and writhing had sent me over the edge too. Paul eagerly ate my load. I bucked my hips with each shot until I was completely spent. Paul hung on like a bulldog letting my cock go soft in his mouth. He finally pulled back off of it once is was back in it's flaccid state. He looked up and me, smiled, and said, "I guess you weren't too tired." Then the strangest part happened. Paul stood up, leaned over and kissed me squarely on the lips. "Good night, bud. See you in the morning."