Date: Thu, 04 May 2006 03:13:33 -0700
From: aberration@hush.com
Subject: First Resolutions Ten - Friends young friends

First Resolutions
By: Aberration

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Part Ten - Friends


The family vacations were superb, everyone was getting along and the
weather on the Big Island couldn't have been better. Most of the typical
tourist activities completed the remaining days were beach time, relaxing,
and the parents drinking perhaps too much, but also providing the
opportunity for Kirin and Raphael to become friends.

Raphael was the oldest; he would turn thirteen in less then a month. Kirin
was looking forward to his twelfth, but not for another four months. They
both had tanned up nicely and were stunning little representations of the
fine young men they would become. They weren't total opposites, but the
younger Kirin was quite a bit more conservative, as his parents naturally,
while Raphey tended too be somewhat overcompensating and quite boisterous
at times.

While Raphey boasted of his female connections, Kirin remained silent, with
good reason, all his knowledge was quite recent and he didn't think his new
friend would still want to be his friend if he knew. That and the way he
felt about him, Kirin was in love, he wanted to kiss, hold and make love to
this rough, handsome boy.

Prior to this late summer escape, Kirin had been in the usual summer
routine, which included many trips to the municipal pool, where he met
Andy. The fifteen year old junior lifeguard engaged the younger boy in a
casual friendship. After a few days he stayed and played the afternoon way
with his young friend. The next afternoon he maneuvered them into being
nearly the last in departing and insisting on showers, he unabashedly
exhibited himself to the nervous and frightened boy, who in spite of
leaving his board shorts on, can't hide the fact that at least one part of
his body enjoys it.

The swift walk to the teenager's vacant home still remains a blur, but
being in the bedroom and watching him perform is still very vivid in
Kirin's thoughts. The strip seductively slow and deliberate, pulling down
the boxer shorts when commanded, touching it, feeling it get hard and
following instructions, exciting the large, hairy pole until the gasping
adolescent spurt wads and strings of sticky jism all up and down his torso.

Complacent and obediently allowing the still lusting teen to strip his
scant clothing off, run his hands all over his eighty-nine pound, four foot
four body and then start licking and kissing, sucking his tiny teats,
slowly working down until he slid the three and half inch staff between his
lips and sucked briefly.

He nuzzled and kissed the small testicles, the surrounding loose flesh
velvet and smooth, sucked each individually then rolled them inside his
mouth causing slight discomfort and a little squeak from the agitated and
confused eleven year old virgin. The only sound he'd made since departing
the locker room in shock.

Astounded and appalled as Andy the lifeguard hitched his right forearm
behind his knees and elevated his rear, then slipped and teased his tongue
around the winking, pink and hairless ring of puckered flesh. The
concentration of sensation in his hole was frightening, and his little
balls tingled when that hot chocolate warmth again slipped around his
quivering penis.

The tingles became explosions and the sleek, hairless body contracted and
heaved, high pitched grunts of air bursting with each pulse of his first
immature climax, racking him with pleasures he'd never thought existed.

They didn't have time for anything more that afternoon the teen had told
him, causing Kirin to wonder if anything could be better and his acceptance
of a repeat the following day. He thought that putting a penis in your
mouth would have been disgusting only a few days before, but found a
strange pleasure when finally allowing Andy's to slip in between his lips,
not the same as having his in Andy's mouth, but something was comforting
about it and he guessed it was almost as though it was natural, no matter
what all the playground talk said.

He wouldn't let him squirt that stuff in there though, no way, not even
after hearing the demand of the alternative. It hurt a lot at first, but
then kind of switched to a dull ache and before the older boy had started
to get close, had started to feel strangely pleasurable again, but
different still then sucking it had been.

He hadn't been able to go back to the pool, or Andy's, for further
experimentation, that's what he'd come to think of it as, having to prepare
and then depart on his family vacation. Which double the trouble; it became
extremely hard to enjoy giving himself those great feelings with the lack
of privacy. The fast, worried floggings in the shower weren't very
satisfying.

Then the two families had met and he'd first saw Raphael in his tough,
macho exterior and knew for sure he wanted to do all those things with him
too, but this was different, he wanted to do them so Raphael could feel the
explosions, feel great, he wanted to do them while making love, not just
having sex.

He was gay, he couldn't hid from it, knew when he looked into the deep,
brown eyes and saw the same understanding reflected there. Except all he
could talk about was girls and Kirin was too frightened and lacked
experience to confide in his inherent visionary skills.

There was no way he could know about Uncle Sebastian though, or the customs
handed down, tolerated, but in some cases beneficial. Raphael had been a
problem beginning to worsen, becoming arrogant and thuggish; he'd been
caught smoking, sneaking out and annoying the daughters in the
neighborhood.

The visit to Uncle Sebastian's was for the Spring Holidays, where the
conventions of society were detailed, including one's `private'
affairs. The Portillo clan was large and quite aware of their aging
relative's predilections, not uncommon actually, tolerating them because
they were always most discrete and generally unknown and the results could
not be argued with, Raphael was one of dozens transformed.

So it was that the two families embraced and encouraged the short
friendship and combining the expense of renting separate accommodations for
the two boys, each either sensing or with complete and amused
acknowledgment how much that would benefit their offspring's growth.

It all started with suntan lotion, after the first evening in their new
castle, a normal night of rough house, television and just bantering
typically, becoming closer. They both saw it each others eyes, but both
were still reticent to initiate, the inherent fear of rejection and
humiliation still a strong governing factor in their young lives.

Then Raphey had decided to try something that had worked with his little
cousin and requested that Kirin apply some lotion to his back, then he
returned the favor and they both became aware of their emotions at the same
moment.

The slightly elder boy urged Kirin onto his back and just kept going,
rubbing the slick liquid over the smooth body of the smaller boy. Handing
the fast breathing boy the bottle he lay down on his back, the board shorts
donned for the beach stretched and protruding from his substantial, almost
five inch erection.

There was no hesitation, just a wry smile, as all the inhibitions fell and
he crawled up over the tent. Squirting a generous amount of the cool, thick
substance into his palms, he lovingly began to slide them over, on and
around the smooth, sleek chest and stomach. Watching his friends eyes close
in bliss, the soft breath of acceptance, he pressed his own anxiously
stiff, much smaller tent against his friend's and they moaned softly
together.

The more experienced Raphael reached behind and tugged at the untied
shorts, getting them down past the small cheeks and gripped the soft
globes, squeezing them as Kirin's humping motions increased. He slipped his
fingers around front and awkwardly got the garment tugged to the
thighs. Quickly arching and forcing his own away from his wet, leaking hard
on and finding the tube of suntan lotion, he squirted a huge spurt between
them, and then tossed it aside. Pulling his young friend to him, he pushed
and thrust, slipping and sliding their erections against each other and
moaning in the boys' ear.

"Cum," he breathed heavily, "God your so beautiful, cum with me Kir!"

He wrapped the smaller boy in his arms and squeezed the breath out of him
as his cock contracted and expended, issuing a torrent of thick white goo
between their meshed bodies. He trembled and shot more, feeling the intense
throb through the tube, his friends pencil stiff little penis dancing and
twittering as he experienced his dry clicks.

Fathers smiled to each other, remembering old times as they gazed upon the
beauty of the two, obviously satiated and exhausted, naked young boys
tangled amongst the sheets, wet spots still apparent beneath Kirin's pretty
butt. Raphael's arm curled around the younger boy's shoulders, the other
still clutching the now flaccid, diminutive tube of pink boy flesh.

Yes, it was an excellent vacation and they enthusiastically arranged for an
extended stay.