Date: Sun, 8 Jan 2012 16:34:42 -0800 (PST) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Buddy II There has been some confusion and questions from chapter I. The book "The Spirit and the Flesh" is actually a book that can be ordered from any major book seller and even possibly found on Ebay. It is a very solid piece of work that talks about the role of two spirited people occupied in tribes throughout North America. It is said that one of Crazy Horse's wives was two spirited. ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ Buddy returned his drum and striker to the shed then got more wood for the fire. That done he went about turning our sleeping bags on the line in order that the other half could enjoy the benefit of the fire. He then went over and stood in front of the fire, close enough to catch the heat but not be uncomfortable. He was facing me from the other side of it and the flames seemed to enhance his physique, to highlight him in a somewhat mystical way. "How did you know Chace, I mean, really know?" I gave that some thought then began to speak. "I think I knew from an early age, 6 maybe 7, that I was somehow different than other boys. I couldn't tell you then what it was or why but I knew in some ways I wasn't like them. When I was 9 a new family moved into the neighborhood that consisted of 2 girls 12 & maybe 14 and a younger boy who was my age. The boy tended to be smaller than me but he had amazing blonde hair that was almost white. It was cut in a bowl kind of cut with the bangs over his eyebrows and almost in his eyes, below his ears and onto his collar. It bounced when he moved his head too quickly or when he ran. His eyes were an incredible ice blue. His name was Jonah. When if first saw Jonah my little started beating like crazy. I couldn't stop thinking about him and later, that first night in my bed, I got hard thinking about him. I wasn't touching my stuff or anything either, it just got hard and my heart would beat excitedly, like Christmas morning or something. Jonah and I became best friends. We hung out together all the time to a point where my other friends practically fell by the wayside. They liked Jonah too although when he wasn't around a couple of them would tell me they thought he was a little weird. When I asked them weird how they didn't have an answer. We became best friends, Jonah and me, we shared our deepest secrets with each other, our fears our dreams. He wanted to be a dancer. He'd seen the film Billy Elliot and that's how he felt. He asked me too what I thought of the boy n the film that was so girl like, that eventually kissed Billy. I shrugged my shoulders and said something like he was cool or whatever, so he kissed Billy no big deal. I think that was the impetus for Jonah to finally trust me completely. I pretty much accepted that character, didn't call him queer or any other derogatory remarks that boys tend to use on anyone who is different than they are. I had my first sleepover at Jonah's about 2 months after we'd met. It was then that I got the shock of my life. We got undressed for bed and I saw that Jonah was wearing girl's panties and not briefs like me and most other boys our age. They were pink, somewhat frilly, and appeared to be silk although I know now it was only rayon. "I really wanted to tell you Chace, honest," he said, "but I didn't want you to think I was weird or something." We were sitting side by side on his bed in only our underwear, our hands clasped over our laps. "I would never think you were weird Jonah, you're my best friends; I really like you a lot." He cast a glance at me. "Really, do you mean that?" Clearly the boy needed reassurance. I nodded my head. "I really like you a lot to Chace. You're the best friend I ever had ever." That being said he leaned over and kissed me gently on the cheek then apologized for it. "I'm sorry Chace I shouldn't have done that please don't be mad." "It's okay Jonah," I told him, "I'm not mad at all. I kind of liked it." He turned his head again and asked "Really?" I nodded my head vigorously. "Yeah," and I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "see". I knew that boys didn't really kiss other boys but somehow with Jonah it seemed okay, it seemed like the right thing to do. "I liked it too," he said. That being done we climbed under the covers and snuggled in together facing each other, our hands on the other hip or shoulder. "I really do like you a lot Chace," Jonah said quietly. "I wish we could be girlfriend and boyfriend." "But neither of us is a girl Jonah," I pointed out, rather astutely I might add. "I know but I wish I was a girl." We kissed again, this time on the lips and it wasn't just a little peck either. I found myself getting hard because of it but I didn't want to say anything to Jonah because I didn't want him to think I was weird. I was curious about some things so asked him. "Do you parents know?" He shook his head violently. "Where did you get them?" He stole them. "Doesn't you mom see them when she does your laundry?" He did his own laundry. "What would happen if they found out?" Imminent death was his answer. We never did anything sexually other than very minor exploration. We did kiss and hug a lot and once when I'd gotten hard from it I told Jonah. "I hate it when that happens to me Chace; I just want to cut my dick off." His voice tone indicated that he was a little angry about that. I had seen his cock on a couple of occasions and it seemed smaller than mine so I wondered if that's why he felt that way about it. "I shouldn't even have a dick," he told me once. "Dicks are for boys." Wisely, I chose not to address that with him. Jonah's family moved away a little over a year later. I cried my eyes out for days afterward, I missed him so much. We wrote to each other but like all things with children that dribbled away to nothing. I finally figured out that I was gay when I was 13 and then Daniel came along. Part of what I learned from Daniel was that my feelings for Jonah had been love from the very beginning. I'd loved him. Daniel was very supportive of that and he explained why Jonah was the way he was ending the discussion with the statement that I shouldn't be surprised if somehow I found out as an adult that Jonah had gone through surgery to become a woman. That boggled my brain so I didn't think about it much. In my junior year of college I was hanging out at a college gay bar, a place I went to a couple times a week to be with other queers and dance and have a good time. I was sitting at the bar when a hot blonde came up and plopped down on the stool next to me. She had long blonde hair, a low cut blouse that allowed her rather large tits to hang out a mile, a skirt so short that it couldn't have hidden a postage stamp and 6 inch stiletto hells. "By a girl a drink," she said. I asked her what she drank. "I'm heart broken Chace that you don't remember what I drink." I did a double take and she laughed. "Jonah?" I asked. She wagged a finger back and forth at me. "No, no, no, it's Joneah," and it sounded like Juh-Nay-Uh. I asked the bartender for a ginger ale, Kempers if he had it. We sat there and got caught up. "God I cried so hard after we moved away, Sweet Jesus did I cry," she told me. "You were the first boy that I truly loved." I shared my feelings about that with her. She went on to say that she finally started dressing as a girl around age 14. It had been difficult to say the least but her family had been very supportive, her sisters were happy to have another sister, especially one that had such good taste in clothes and makeup. She had been having hormone injections, implants and the whole 9 yards and was planning on having the final operation performed sometime the following year. About 15 minutes later we were approached by a hulk of a guy in a tuxedo that looked like he could have stepped off a cover of GQ.. He came over and kissed Joneah on the cheek and she introduced him as Russell. He apologized for being late then urged her to get up. They were headed downtown to a play. She stood and kissed me gently on the cheek, said she very happy that we'd talked. "Be well Chace," she said and turned and walked out, arm in arm her guy. I watched her tiny little ass as she walked away and I'm here to tell you, I wasn't the only one. While I'd been talking Buddy had moved around the fire so that he was standing off to one side of me. When I finished he stepped a little closer to the flames. "That's a nice story Chace. I think I knew too when I was younger. But I don't know about now, I don't know what to do or even how to go about it. It's all so confusing. "I don't want to do something wrong though." "Buddy, there aren't many rules, if any, so there isn't really a right or wrong. You just kind of go with the flow and don't worry about it." "I don't even know where to start. I mean, people don't just go at it do they, like animals?" In fact they did and I said that. "But there are other ways Buddy, less aggressive ways. Dating is one of those ways, being here with me is another of those ways." He turned to face me. "What do you mean Chace?" I stood up and walked up to him, stopping a couple feet away. "Do you trust me Buddy?" He nodded his head. "Yes I do Chace." "I'd like to take you on a little guided imagery tour. Not a full flown one but something a little less intense, something that might help break down a wall or two and perhaps help give you clarification or even direction. How does that sound?" "It sounds good. I'm ready to do something, I just don't know what or how." I nodded my head then stepped back from the fire. We might be there for 10 minutes or so and that close would begin to hurt and would thus break the mood I hoped to get the boy into. "Step back to me Buddy, and lift your arms a little bit." He did so and I slipped my arms around his chest and told him to relax against me, which he did, is arms resting across mine. "I want you to breathe in through nose and out through your mouth," I whispered softly in his ear. "Long deep breathes, in through your nose out through your mouth. As you do that, imagine the oxygen flowing into your body, circulating through the veins and vessels and when you exhale imagine it taking all the worries and stress and toxins from body. With each breath out your body will become a little more relaxed a little more at peace. Keep breathing, deeply, in through your nose out through your mouth." I had him do that about 10-12 times and could feel the difference in his body with each breath. "Now let your breathing slow down to normal. Continue to envision your body relaxing, become more free of stress and worry." We stood there for maybe a half minute before I started talking to him. "This is a safe place for you. No harm can come to you here. Trust in this place. Extend your senses. What do you hear? What are the sounds of the night from smallest insect to largest creature? Listen carefully to the world around you. Listen to the creek babbling. Listen for a jet plane way off in the distance, the sound of wolf baying." I paused for a moment then went on. "What are the smells here? Can you smell the smoke from the fire? Can you smell the dew? Can you breathe in deeply and smell the pine and the cedar trees. Can you smell the residue of the cooked fish?" I paused again before moving on. "What does your skin feel? Can you feel the dew in the night air? Can you feel the slight breeze? Can you feel the breaths of my body, the beat of heart? Can you feel the heat from me? Can you feel my hair against your body?" I paused again on this time longer. "Extend your senses to the world around you." Again I paused. "Go into your mind, into your fantasies. You are with a lover. He is holding you, just like this. What is he doing right now, what do you want him to do?" I held myself still, not wanting to break the very light semi trance that Buddy was in. "His hand is rubbing gently against my chest," the boy said in a barely audible voice. "His hand is warm and his touch is soft." I moved my hand ever so gently and Buddy dropped his hands to his side. I kept one arm around his upper belly and allowed the other to rub back and forth across his muscled chest. "His hand moves down, slowly, onto my belly, gently rubbing against my muscles, trailing a finger between them." I did as the boy suggested. "His finger moves in a circle on my belly button then moves downward." I followed his directions. "His finger tips touch my hair and push into it gently. I think he might touch my cock but he doesn't. His hand moved down the top of my thigh almost to my knee and then comes back up, slowly. I want him to touch me down there but he doesn't. His hand comes back up and rubs across my belly then goes back down my thigh. I'm so hard. I want him to take hold of me but he doesn't. He goes back up to my belly and rubs, then rubs in my hair again then goes back down onto my thigh." Buddy continued to talk in a whisper but the catch in his voice indicated the lust that he was feeling. I can feel Buddy's breath coming a little faster. I know that he's getting excited and I suspect that he's hard as rock but I can't touch him until he tells me to. "This time when his hand comes up it's farther inside and his fingers barely graze against my balls. It's like a little shock of electricity shoots through my body. He's teasing me. I want him so badly, my cock feels like it's going to burst if he doesn't touch me." I changed out the script a little bit and pushed my fingers farther inside between his sac and his thigh and when I continued upward my fingers trailed inside the crease, pressing against his warm flesh. I hooked my thumb over the base of his cock and feel his rigidity. I really want to touch him, to grasp onto him and stroke him, to give him that sweet release but I can't do it until he tells me too. "Finally he wraps his hand around my cock and grips me hard." There it was; the permission to go forward. I didn't take hold of him just yet but moved my hand down his thigh again but when I came back up my hand was fully inside his thigh and I turned it palm up and caught his balls in my hand. I kept moving my hand upward, dragging his sac of balls with me until they were stretched out as far as they could go. I hooked my thumb around his cock again then slowly and gently let his balls fall back down and as they did I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and stroked him a couple times. "Aaggghhhh," he gasped out. I felt Buddy's right hand on my hip then fingers trying to work themselves between our bodies. I moved my waist back so that he had access to me and a moment later his hand wrapped around my cock and stroked as best he could. I put my face in close and nuzzled his neck which caused him to shiver. "I need to turn Chace, it's getting to hot." I let go of him and Buddy turned around and melted into my arms, his arms around my neck our cocks pressed between our bellies. My arms had gone around his waist but I lowered them onto his butt and gently kneaded the flesh. "That was pretty amazing." Our faces were only inches apart and we stared into each others eyes. I tilted my head and leaned toward him. Buddy knew what was coming and tilted his head in the opposite direction and our lips met. It wasn't a crushing kiss but merely a first step kiss, testing the waters. "I liked that Chace," he said softly when we broke it. I didn't respond but tilted my head again. This time when our lips met there was more pressure to it. I moved my mouth and Buddy moved his and before you could say Jack Robinson the kiss turned passionate. Buddy ground his hips, mashing his cock into me and I'm sure that my hands pulling on his incredible ass helped in that endeavor. I could hear him moan softly, deep in his throat as he pushed his tongue into my mouth, catching me off guard. The little hottie wasn't completely ignorant of the process or Mother Nature took over, not that it mattered to me either way. He finally broke it off and gulped in air. "See, it just happens," I said softly when our faces parted. "Well I for one would like to see it happen in the tent. It's starting to cool down," he said. I kissed him a quick one and stepped away. "Do you think we should zip the bags together Chace or just lay one on top of the other?" I opted for zipping them together but for the time being only the bottom and a little bit up the sides. He nodded his head and pulled his off the line and walked over to the tent, crouched down and stepped in, giving me a quick glimpse of his sac from behind. I felt my cock twitch. I pulled mine off and waited till he wanted it then passed it in and went to the truck for the pillows then handed those in to him. I set the bag off to the side with rock on it to hold it in place the crouched down and stepped into our little love nest. Buddy was lying on his back with his hands clasped behind his head, His legs spread enough so that his heavy sac could hang free. The kid had a fantastic body under any circumstances and in any light and fortunately there was just enough light to see by and create a romantic atmosphere. I moved in far enough to turn and throw one leg over his thighs, straddling him and leaned forward, placing my hands on his chest. My balls were resting at the base of his cock and had the roles been reverse I was sure that his would have been resting on mine. I leaned forward, bringing our heads together and we kissed again. This time his hands went down to my hips and rested there while we kissed. One hand left my hip and crept in to take hold of my cock again and this time he squeezed up and down the length of it. He pulled it down to his and grasped them together and stroked them for a moment then let his go and just worked on mine. "You're so hard and so virile," he said quietly after we broke the kiss. "I want to explore your whole body Chace, every nook and cranny." "I know the feeling baby boy," said. "You're free to do what you will with me, I'll let you decide." At that point Buddy exerted some assertiveness by putting a hand on the front of each of my hips then pulled gently on one side while pushing on the other. I knew exactly what he wanted and rolled off of him and onto my back. Buddy slid down alongside of me until his face was level with the playground he intended to enter. He reached over and took hold of my cock and stroked it a few times while moving his face in for a closer look. "It's so warm and so hard Chace," he said, which didn't require any response from me. He tilted it toward his face and stroked causing precum to ooze up out of the slit, enough of it that it ran down over the swollen head. He leaned in closer and his tongue took a couple of swipes at the viscous liquid which he then ran over his lips and the roof of his mouth in order to actually taste it. Without comment his hand slid down under my sac and hefted my balls, testing the weight and substance of them before fondling and tugging a little bit. "I kind of like to pull on my balls when I Jack off Chace; how about you?" I agreed that I did as well. Buddy finally let go of my nuts and moved back up to take hold of my cock again. "I'm not really sure about what to do," he said. I explained covering his teeth and not trying to take too much in or he'd likely choke. He nodded his head, thanked me, then pulled my rigid cock toward him and closed his mouth down over the head causing warmth and feelings to radiate out toward the rest of my groin. He stayed on top, moving his head up and down, causing his lips to move back and forth over the sensitive ridge and raising my heat level. He tried to use his tongue a little bit, he tried to stroke me as he sucked but being a first time cock sucker he was focusing on that portion of the job. Multi-tasking would come with time and experience which I fully intended to give him as much as possible. I reached out and put my hand on Buddy's back and gently rubbed there, wanting and needing more physical contact with him on my part. He stopped sucking and went back to licking my cock head and part of the shaft. He surprised me by rubbing my cock against his smooth cheek and his lips before taking it back inside of his mouth and sucking me again. Buddy gave it the old college try but after a couple of minutes he stopped and moved back up alongside me. "Mouth gets sore," he said as he draped his upper body onto my chest and kissed me, which led to a more passionate kiss. My free hand slid down his back and onto his glorious ass, kneaded the flesh a little, then trailed my fingers up and down the very outside of his gluteal cleavage before moving to the other cheek and giving it equal kneading time. The kiss broke and he laid his head on my chest. "It takes practice to do it for much longer Buddy. With luck you'll get plenty of practice time." "I hope so he," said then snuggled his head against my chest. My hand moved down under his cheek and between his thighs where I found his sac hanging in the air. I let my finger trail up and down the folds skin, almost to his hole, which caused him to shiver and murmur the word tickles before I managed to get his balls into my hand. I finally stopped and proceeded to go through the same motions that he had done with me, got the boy onto his back and began my own journey on his body. It started with a long tongue battling kiss. When I ended it I gently nudged his chin with my head, indicating that I wanted him to turn it away from me, which he did. I then went for the soft crook of his neck and nuzzled my lips there in a very gentle manner before kissing and sucking the area, although not enough to give him a hickey, which I hate. The boy moaned and his body shivered in response to the attack on his hot spot. For me it's a conflicting area. I want to push a person away yet keep them there and I imagined that Buddy felt the same way since his arms shot around my head and held me there. I left the spot and moved down, my hand rubbing his chest and then focusing on the opposite nipple. When I got to the one closest to me I kissed my way around it, took a couple of swipes at the little brown nubbin flesh then took it into my mouth and suckled like a baby. Buddy's initial reaction was to stiffen his body in response to the new feelings that flooded his body. He relaxed back and, like he'd done when I nuzzled his neck, his arms wrapped around my head as it to hold me in place. I finally let go and proceeded to kiss down his chest and onto his upper belly. I kissed my way to his outtie belly button, kissed it then licked it, my tongue tracing along the outer rim then poking at the small nubbin in the center. My lower hand had already moved down onto his thigh and came up the inner part to his balls and was fondling the vessels that held the nectar of the gods, which is how I viewed young teenage sperm. As I left his belly button my hand moved up to take hold of his rigid cock and move it out of the way as I kissed my way down onto his pubic bone and into the soft short grow out of his boy moss. I kissed onto the base of his cock then down onto the beginning fold of his sac where it began to hang from his body and tugged on a couple of folds with my lips. I licked down onto the closest nut and pushed it around with my tongue, leaning over his thigh to get at it since it hung so low. That all having been done I moved back up, propped myself up on one elbow and pulled his cock toward me. I licked all over the top then retracted his foreskin, licking at newly exposed flesh and cleaning up the copious amount of precum that had leaked out. Once the head was fully exposed I cleaned off the reddened flesh much like a mother cat with her young, spending a little extra time on the sensitive underside of it. Only then did I take the boy into my mouth. I proceeded to bob my head up and down on Buddy's healthy hard cock, taking in a little less than half of it. About every 5th bob I went all the way down until my nose touched his pubic bone and squeezed his swollen cock head with my throat muscles. Each time I did it Buddy moaned loudly and his fingers tightened slightly against my scalp where his hand was gently rubbing. I stroked his cock as I sucked him but I wanted to do more so I moved, not relinquishing his dick for a moment, and got to my knees and straddled one of Buddy's legs. From that position I could much more. I continued to suck the boy off and continued to stroke him but as he's said before, he liked to tug on his balls when he jacked off so, I tugged on his balls. I hefted the sac of sperm makers into the palm of my hand and managed to encircle it all with my fingers and began gently pulling on it all. Buddy's moans became much louder and were accompanied by an occasional loud intake of air that wasn't quite a gasp but almost. The boy began to move his hips up to meet my mouth and in essence began to fuck it. As I'd suspected it didn't taken long before he reached the sperming stage. "I'm gonna cum really soon Chace," he said in a voice laden with lust. I told him to let me know when he was there and less than 30 seconds later he did so. I took my mouth off his cock and quickly repositioned my hand so that his foreskin was kept retracted in order to allow for a clear path for his cum to follow when he shot. Don't get me wrong, I love drinking a boys' sperm but I also love to watch the first sperming with me. Watching a boy cum is just incredible and with a boy as awesome as Buddy was, that wasn't something I wanted to miss. Almost as soon as I took my mouth away I felt his cock swell against my hand and witnessed his first squirt. The large stream of sperm broke up into multiple smaller streams and globs upon exiting his cock and landed in splatters all over his upper chest while the very end of it simply dribbled out and ran down over my fingers. The second squirt did the same thing landing a little short of the previous one and the third squirt likewise. The squirts after that, 4 of them, were much shorter, landed close to his belly button and pooled in the creases of his muscles. Those were followed by oozes but only 1 of them ran down Buddy's cock. The rest of them went down my throat. I put my mouth over the pulsing cock head and continued to stroke him and swallow whatever came out. I milked the boy's cock until there was nothing left in the fleshy tube to be coaxed out. By that time Buddy was squirming because of the sensitivity in post sperming cock head. I stared at his cum covered torso for just a moment, admiring the amount of liquid the kid made then let go of his balls and his cock and scooped up a wad of the cum from a pool on his belly. I smeared it on my own swollen cock head and began to jack off. Buddy opened his eyes and watched as I mauled just the cock head, stroking just along the ridge of it and adding an occasional twist of the wrist as I did it. My free hand was between my legs alternately tugging my balls or holding them. It didn't take long before I groaned loudly and began adding my own life producing juices to Buddy's. After 5 healthy jets of thick white goo my cock slowed down and simply burped out a few globs that fell at the base of his cock and ran down the folds of skin and the crevice between his balls. We had brought our clothes inside the tent so I reached over and grabbed my underwear and slid the garment under his nuts to catch the running cum. Buddy raised his head and looked as the mass of sperm that covered his chest and belly. "Wow," was about all he said for a moment then added, "That's a whole lotta cum. And a whole lotta mess. But it's hot looking Chace. I'm glad you did that, squirted your sperm on me." I felt a little relief at his statement as I was gearing up to apologize for smearing him like that. I mean, it was only his first time after all. "Do you generally produce that much cum," I asked him. He chuckled. "Yeah, pretty much I guess. I haven't done it for almost a week now so I guess it got kinda backed up." I'll say, I thought to myself. "I gotta get it cleaned off though cuz it's gonna start running and I don't want to have to sleep in wet spots," he said. I moved off him and stepped out of the tent. Buddy came out behind me and walked over to the lake and before I knew it did a shallow dive and surfaced a few feet away. I was completely shocked at that. He started back out of the lake and I could see him rubbing as his chest and torso as he walked, attempting to brush off the viscous mess. "You are completely crazed," I said with a laugh as he came back out of the lake. "That water is freaking freezing." He straight over and stood close to the fire but wasn't shivering in the least. "I swim out here all the time Chace, I'm used to it. You know that's how our ancestors bathed, just by jumping in a river. You can get used to it if you do it often enough." I looked at him. "That's not going to happen trust me on that," I said. We stood there quietly for a moment, Buddy brushing the water from his body as much as he could. Finally he just stood there turning front to back letting the heat dry him. "That was pretty intense Chace. I never knew I had so many spots that were so sensitive." "You've got even more Buddy and I intend to show you each and every one of them." I stepped behind him and pressed my fire heated body against his and hugged him. "Mmmm, that feels good Chace. I'm going to look forward to you showing me those spots as well as finding yours," he said, his arms resting on mine. "Won't that be fun," I whispered in his ear causing him to shiver again. "Looks like you found another one," he said. We stood there quietly for a good half minute before I spoke. "You know that the minute Hobie sees us together next time he's going to know something's changed." Buddy nodded his head. "Undoubtedly; I'd be surprised if he didn't." I didn't say anything so Buddy picked up the thread. "If you're worried or concerned about him thinking that you and I have entered into a sexual relationship, don't be. I suspect that Hobie knew full well what he was doing when he recommended me to you and in reality it was just as much of him recommending you to me. I think that he probably expects us to do what we've done and are going to do. I think that he expects you to mentor me, to help me figure out that part of my identity and I firmly believe he is more than okay with it. If he's not, which I sincerely doubt, then you and I will deal with it when it comes up. Either way, we'll know soon enough." Buddy turned to face me, kiss me then said, "Are you okay with that?" I thought about it for a scant second and nodded my head. "I am." "Then let's go back into the tent so I can get some more practice."