Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2004 21:44:19 -0500 (GMT-05:00)
From: DM
Subject: Slow Growing Driving Fast Chapter 3

This story is purely fictional as is all characters in the story. Some
characters are minors and this story may have descriptions of sex between
minors and minors with adults and may be of a homosexual, bisexual,
heterosexual and even incestuous in nature

If you are offended with this type of story DON'T READ IT!

If you are under the legal age to read this type of story DON'T READ IT.

If you don't want to read this type of story DON'T READ IT.

This portion of the story has Homosexual teen male sex.

This is a coming of age story for a teen boy (John) whose handicap is that
he is physically maturing slower then most teenagers his own age.

It is a coming of age story for his entire family. A famous father, a naive
mother and the surprising secret they share. His siblings also have their
own secrets as well.

While learning to come to terms with John's new found sexuality and
acceptance of his revelation; they also get introduced to the freedoms of
complete honesty and family nudism. Soon more shocking changes take place.

We also learn of John's new boyfriend (David) and his alternative and
unorthodox upbringing and how John's family reluctantly accepts him as one
of their own foal.

Slow Growing Driving Fast Chapter 3 The Orlando Condo

"It's really too late to go to my uncle's." Dave said. "We should get a
room."

"We don't need to." I said. "My dad gave me the condo keys."

"Oh that's what he gave you? You guys have a condo here?"

"Yeah." I said.

I drove to the gate of the Windsor Golf Resort and told the guard who I
was. He waved me on and I drove to the condo building.

After we grabbed our bags out of the trunk we went inside.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"Um not really." He answered as he gawked at the place. "Mind if I look
around?"

"Not at all." I answered and allowed him to wander about as I went to the
fridge to get a soda.

A few minutes later he came back to the kitchen in awe. "You have a
whirlpool and a sauna in the master bedroom?"

"yeah." I shrugged.

"I wish I could climb in." He chimed.

"Go ahead."

"Dude I don't have any trunks."

"That's a bathroom." I said. "Go in naked."

"I was kind of thinking you would join me though."

"Dude, I don't know. After what happened."

"Relax man." Dave shrugged. "Those guys were just assholes."

"But don't you think I'm gay?"

"First of all I could give a shit less." He stated clearly. "Second you
shouldn't let jerks like that worry you. Just be yourself."

"Well, that's just it." I responded. "I don't know who myself is."

"Oh I think you do." He said. "Can I have one of those?" Pointing at my
soda.

"Sure in the fridge."

He opened the door and said. "There is beer in here."

"Yeah, my dad's."

"No dude. You're not listening to me. There is beer in here. A case of
beer."

"Yeah I heard you." I said.

The next thing I knew he was pushing one at me. "Put that soda down and
have a beer."

"Dave, I can't. We can't." I stammered.

"Look we just got our drivers licenses and we need to celebrate. Sure you
may get grounded when your dad finds out and probably me too if he tells my
mom, but who cares?"

I never was one for confrontations and peer pressure so I gave in with a
sigh and took the bottle from his hand, but I couldn't open the top.

He smiled and took the bottle to the counter and rested the jagged edge of
the top against the corner of the counter top. Then with a hit of his hand
on top of the bottle the bottle top flew off easily.

"Neat trick." I said with a smile.

Next he went into the master bedroom and ran the tub full of warm
water. While it was filling we sat in the living room and watched some
TV. (M*A*S*H)

Before long we got up and turned the TV off. We went in the bedroom and
stepped into the bathroom which would look more like it was a part of the
bedroom than a separate room. The only way one could tell there was a
division between the two was the fact that the bedroom was carpeted and the
bathroom floor was marble tile.

Dave instantly started to undress and as soon as he was naked he hopped
into the two-man tub.

I on the other hand hesitated. I was more cautious about letting anyone see
my underdeveloped nude body.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"Um I um."

"You look young in all aspects?" He asked.

"Yeah." I shyly said.

"Don't worry about it man. I know how old you really are and ain't that all
that counts?"

"Yeah I guess so." I said and slowly slipped my clothing off. I could tell
that Dave tried not to make me feel like I was on display, but he didn't
avoid looking.

I climbed in the swirling tub and rested back in my slot. "Ahhh."

"Feels good don't it?" He asked.

"Sure does." I answered. "Especially with what happened on the turnpike."

"Yeah I could tell you were all tensed up." He said. "If you want I could
give you a back rub when we get out. Loosen you up a little."

"Um sure." I responded.

(Note: On the one hand the way he was talking should have made me
suspicious, but in looking back either I was just so naive that I didn't
catch on. Or I wanted something to happen and didn't know it.)

We sat there for a while letting the bubbles wash over us and then he
jolted. "Oh shit!" and jumped out of the tub and dripping wet he ran into
the living room.

"What's wrong?"

The next thing I heard was the radio playing and the flipping through of
the stations until it landed on Elton John's Your Song.

He quickly returned holding our beers and two fresh bottles. As he stepped
into the bathroom he drew down the lights to a low glow. "That should relax
us a bit."

I must admit it was nice with the lights low and the soft music playing in
the background.

We settled in and I almost started to drift off to sleep before I felt his
toe tap my ribs. "Have some beer."

I took a sip and then another and another. I didn't much care for the
taste, but I was sure starting to feel the affects.

Before long he passed me another bottle that he had twisted open and I
started just downing it like Kool-Aid.

It's the only way I can explain what happened after that. All of a sudden
Dave started to look pretty damn good to me. The way he sat there with his
head rested back and his eyes softly closed, The way the sweat was rolling
down his brow; the way his bare chest was glistening was overpowering me. I
was content to sit there and just look at him.

Then he lifted his head and looked at me in the eyes with that tender
smile. "Ready for that massage?"

"Yeah." I said and we both climbed out of the tub.

We dried off and he went into the living room where we set our bags and
returned quickly holding something behind his back.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Got a beach towel?" He asked.

I went in the linen closet and pulled out a beach towel while trying to
peer around him to see what he had, but he kept it out of my line of sight.

"Spread it out on the bed." He ordered.

After I did he said "Lay on it."

With us still naked I laid down on my belly, butt up and he climbed over me
with one leg on each side of my legs and I could feel his balls resting on
my ass.

"This is going to feel strange at first, but trust me you'll love it."

"UmHm"

The next thing I felt was a feather soft touch with both his hands and a
slippery warm sensation on my back. His hands slipped easily along each
side and to the middle of my back, up to my shoulders, neck and back down
to my lower back and upper ass.

After my back was slicked down with the stuff he did it all over
again. With each cycle he ventured further out and up and down.

I was in heaven with his feathering soft touches and the soft lights and
music playing in the background.

"John?" He softly spoke.

"UmHm?"

"You know those words on your trunk?"

My eyes opened again and I got a queasy feeling in my stomach. "Yeah?"

"You didn't know they meant you were gay?"

"No."

"Ok." He said and that's all he said. Then he grasped my slippery ass
firmly on both cheeks and said. "Roll over."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm um."

"Hard?"

"Yeah."

"I don't care. Roll over." He ordered again.

When I did he looked at me and said. "I really don't see what you are so
worried about."

"Dave?"

"Yeah?" He answered as he once again took his place only this time his ball
sack was resting on my own and his dick was like a reflection of mine.

I was amassed to see that his dick was no bigger than mine was, but he had
hair and I didn't.

"Nothing." I said and rested my head back down on the pillow.

"No really what is it?" He insisted.

"Um are you?"

"Am I what?"

"Are you, you know? GAY?"

Suddenly as he was rubbing that goop all over my belly with both hands he
grasped onto my rigged 4-inch dick and tightly grasped it on their slippery
slide up. I felt a burst of air rush through my teeth and into my lungs.

Then he went down with the same grasp of his slippery hands to my bald
balls and back up. "Ahhhh." It felt so good that it almost hurt.

"Would it bother you if I were?" Then back up to the tip of my dick again.

"Oh god!"

He shuffled his hips a little bit and lifted off of me while still holding
on to my stiff slippery dick.

I felt some pressure coming from the tip of my dick, but his hands were low
to the base and my balls. This did peek my interest, but I was lost in the
ecstasy of the moment to care.

Slowly I felt his balls softly weigh down on my pelvic bone and the weight
of his body on both sides of my hips while my dick was wrapped in it's own
magical mystical place.

I looked down over my chest to find that he was sitting on me and could
only conclude that my dick was nestled neatly inside of him.

He looked softly in my eyes and came down till his nose was against
mine. "Would it?" He asked again softly. Then he leaned in closer and
kissed me on the lips. At that angle my dick was forced into he sent
shivers up my spine.

As our lips clicked I remember saying. "Would what?"

Then he came in again and I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave my
first French kiss in my life as he glided himself up and down my dick.

When we broke our kiss with the tender click of our lips he looked in my
eyes and said. "I love you John." And gave me a small kiss and continued
with. "I love everything about you." (kiss) "I love your eyes." (kiss) "I
love your nose." (Kiss) "I love your lips." (kiss) "I love your young
looks." (kiss)

All the while my dick was being maneuvered in directions that I had never
dreamed it could. It was buried in his ass as far as it would go and the
feeling was unbelievable!

Up and down he went. Left and right. Kiss after kiss he gave me telling me
everything there was about me that he loved.

I reached up, grabbed his head with both of my palms holding his cheeks
tightly and looked in his sweet eyes. "I love you too."

His hands were wrapped around my upper arms, but all of a sudden there was
a stream of warm cum jet between us. The whole rope of it landed right in
my mouth.

He breathed in deep and as the second jet came across my lips I opened my
mouth as wide as I could to catch it because the first blast was better
than I ever would have guessed.

This set me off and I started filling his ass with my own cum. The feeling
was extraordinary. Mostly because I had never felt a climax before, but
still it was AWESOME!

Oh man it all happened at one time. I had a mouth full of his cum and it
tasted GrrrEAT!

My boys at my groin and my butt all were working in unison. Jet's of good
leaping through my dick as my balls orchestrated the whole thing. You
should have been there!

I was so high I could see the brown eyes of the pilot flying 747 under my
personal cloud. With one more passionate kiss from Dave and one more thrust
up into him it all ended and my cloud dropped me hard. As a matter of fact
I think I bounced a few times on the mattress when I landed.

"Oh my GOD! That was AWESOME!"

I could have sworn it was me who said that, but it was Dave.

"That's exactly what I was just thinking." I said with what I knew to be an
evil grin.

"Did you mean what you said?" He asked and I could see he was expecting the
worst.

I rolled him off of me and my dick flopped out of him. (Well not flopped,
more like flicked.) Then I rolled over on top of him and held his head
still so I could look him dead in the eye. "I would never lie to you." Next
I leaned in and gently kissed his warm, soft, moist, luscious lips.

"Then say it again."

"I LOVE YOU!"