Date: Sun, 30 Jun 2013 01:47:39 -0700 From: Pieni Kukko Subject: Levi's Secret Sex Life Chapter 1 Levi's Secret Sex Life Part 1- Martin By Jameson (pienikukko@gmail.com) (gay, high school, young friends, 1st time, oral, anal, spank, ymg, virg, 2+ boys, B, b,) This story contains descriptions of sex between a 17 year old boy and a 12 year old boy, group sex between boys of various ages, and may include some dominance and spanking, as well as sex between underage boys and adult men. References to religion, bullying, and paternal neglect also take place in this story. If it is illegal to read stories of this nature where you live, please do not read, and ensure compliance with the law. If you find this material offensive, do NOT read. Feel free to email me any comments, suggestions or questions you may have. Thank you and I hope you enjoy! I stared at Martin's cock: hard, throbbing, leaking clear, sticky liquid all over the floor. That thing had to be at least 8 inches long. And I had never seen a cock that big. To be honest, the only cock I'd ever seen was my own, and not even often. My cock was so much shorter than his, and as thin as a sharpie. I thought I would never see a bigger one. But here it was, on a boy who was five years older than me, with a cock that was at least twice as big as mine. With balls the size of golf balls. "Don't worry, I'm not going to make you take it all yet" Martin said. I looked up at him and nodded, my face turning even more red than before, and my hands falling to cover my own cock in shame. Martin smiled at me and looked around at his room. "It's just you and me, Levi. You don't have to hide your beautiful cock" he said kneeling down and taking my hands away from my crotch. He smiled at my tiny rock hard cock. "You have no idea how lucky we both got. I get a prepubescent boy, no pubes, no cum, beautiful little cock, and you get to have your cherry popped by me." He said, taking my cock in between his thumb and finger, pulling back the foreskin and giving my cockhead a gentle squeeze. His other hand came to rest under my pea-sized balls, he gently rolled them between his fingers as he tugged at my foreskin. I shivered at the touch. No one had ever touched me this way before. Except for me. For months now, when I was alone, and all of my brothers were out. I'd been spying on Martin from my window, watching him swim, work out in his backyard, do chores, all shirtless, while I secretly tugged at my tiny cock until I felt the tingles. Always making sure that the door was locked. And then I would zip my pants back up, making sure no one could tell what I'd just done, and then go on pretending like everything was normal. I knew other boys did this too, whenever I heard them talking about cocks and balls and cockheads. I knew what they meant. But sometimes I didn't. And they talked about it like if It was so normal. Like if it wasn't a sin at all. Sometimes when I was tugging it, my mom would knock on my door, and that would freak me out. I always said I was doing homework, and since I was a good student, and always made sure to have good grades, she never asked questions. But a few days later, I noticed that the door lock was broken, and I couldn't lock my door anymore. Later that day she reminded me that pleasuring myself was a sin, and that I would go to hell if I did. Of course, I lied and swore that I had never ever done that, and that I would never ever do it. Even as I said it, I knew I was lying, and I started to shake a little, imagining God would strike me with lightning for sinning, and then lying to my mom about it. So I would stop, I wouldn't do it for days. Sometimes weeks if my Pastor reminded me that I was going to hell if I even thought it. I wouldn't do it, until I couldn't help myself anymore, and I had to lock myself in the bathroom for a few minutes while I did it. My pastor said that liking boys was a sin too. A very dark, evil, unforgivable sin, and that God would punish men who were fags forever in Hell. My mind would go back to thinking of Martin: his chest, his back, his abs, the way his swimming trunks would stick to his body. How big his bulge was. I would start to get hard, and I would have to pretend to have to go to the bathroom. There I would cry and silently beg God to forgive me. That's what I was doing now. Silently praying to God that he would forgive me for being naked, in front of another boy, for letting him touch me, for enjoying how good it felt, for wanting to touch his cock. "Levi" Martin said, and I opened my eyes. He was at eye level with me, and he looked concerned. He ran his fingertip over my cheek, and that's when I noticed that I was crying. Martin wiped away more tears from my face, then let his big, strong hands rest on my hips. "What's wrong, Levi? Do you want to stop?" he asked. I shook my head no, and gasped for air a few times before I managed to stop crying. I looked at him, his blue eyes, brown hair, his jawline, lips, collarbones, arms, chest, stomach, cock, balls, thighs. I looked him over and I smiled. I stared at his cock again, the big pulsing vein that ran on top of it, the pink color of his skin, how the cockhead was thicker than the rest of his cock, how tight his foreskin was, the shape of his cockhead: like a long, pink, pointy mushroom. I watched as a thin dribble of clear liquid fell from his cock and onto the floor, where he had a nice little puddle already. "No, please don't stop, please don't tell anyone!" I begged, blushing harder when I heard my voice crack and sound like a little girl. I put my hands on Martin's shoulders, feeling the muscle under my fingers. I shivered at how hot he was. And how he said he wanted me! That part made me forget that this was a sin. He wanted me! This older, sexy, perfect teenage boy wanted me! The 12 year old Jesus freak that everyone made fun of. The nerdy, skinny boy in the sixth grade! Me! "It's alright, I won't tell anyone in your family, or any of your church friends, I promise they will never find out. I know what kind of trouble you'll get into if they do. And trust me, I definitely don't want you to get caught" he said. I smiled wide at him. "Thanks, Martin" I said. "And look, you're still hard as fuck" he said, laughing. I looked down and noticed that he was right. I was still very hard. So was he. I smiled and on an impulse, I leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on the lips. Martin looked surprised, but smiled and then leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of my face and he kissed me back. I felt his lips on mine, then he parted them and used them to squeeze my upper lip. I froze, I had no idea what to do. Then I felt him do the same to my bottom lip, and this time, he pulled on it a little. My mouth opened, and then I felt his tongue in between my lips, touching my teeth. I felt his head turn, his nose press against mine as he gently forced my mouth open, and slid his tongue all the way in. Running it over the roof of my mouth, the back of my teeth, passing it over my tongue, pressing it against the inside of my cheeks, tasting every corner of my mouth. And was just there in his grip, letting him do whatever he wanted. Too afraid to do anything, even breathe, because I might do it wrong. But even as I relaxed and tried not to do anything, I felt like moaning. I could feel it in my chest and in my throat, and I inhaled though my nose and tried to grit my teeth, biting on Martin's tongue by accident. I froze and jumped back. "Martin I'm sorry, oh my goodness, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that! I Swear!" I started to beg, terrified that I had messed up and he would throw me out. Martin was laughing. I stopped and stared at him once I realized what he was doing. "Levi, relax. You're way too tense for a little boy. I'm not mad at you. I just think it's funny. I forgot that you've never actually been kissed before. I got a little out of hand. I'll go slower, alright" He said, offering his hand to me. I nodded and took his hand, letting him pull me close to him again. "Want me to kiss you again?" he asked me, lips only inches away from mine. I nodded. "I think you should ask me to do it" he teased. I looked at him and felt my face go red again. Martin laughed and said. "That is never not going to be funny or cute" I smiled at him and put my hands on his shoulders again. Noticing that even though he was on his knees in front of me, his face was only slightly lower than mine. It reminded me of how tall he really was. I inhaled, and I said: "Ki. . .Kiss m-mme, me. please?" I stuttered. I frowned as I watched him chuckle at me. Why did I stutter? I shook my head. "Will y- you please kiss me, Martin?" I said in a rush. He took my face in his hands and whispered: "Nope" "What? why not? You asked me to ask you!" I said, suddenly confused. Martin looked at me, still smiling. "Do you only stutter when you're asking for something?" he said. "I-i I don't know" I said, looking at his face for some hint of what was going on. He just kept smiling. "I think you're stalling" he said. I just looked at him. "I think you kissed me because you don't want to get to the really fun part. I think you're hoping I forget why I called you in here. I think you're hoping you'll have to go home before I get to taste your pretty little cock, and before you get to taste my precum" He said. My eyes went wide and I shook my head. "That's not true" I said. But then bit my lip the moment I realized that I actually was really nervous. I wasn't just nervous, I was scared. SO many things could go wrong. So many reasons why I should grab my clothes, run home, and never say anything to anyone ever again about this. What if my mom found out!? Or my pastor!? or my brothers, or the boys at school, or God? I was in so much trouble! I couldn't go through with this! Even if Martin was super hot! And, I wasn't supposed to be attracted to him to begin with! I gasped. My thoughts stopping completely as I felt something wet and warm on my cock. I looked down in surprise and saw Martin's tongue licking my cock. He looked up at me with his blue eyes, and I gasped again as he started sucking on the very tip of my cock. And it felt incredible! I wrapped my fingers in his hair and leaned back when I started to feel the tingles. I bit my lip to keep myself from being loud, because I didn't want to get caught. I felt it, faster and better than it happened before, like my body was being shocked with a battery, but instead of feeling painful, it felt wonderful, like my skin was shivering, and my heart was dancing, and all of those feelings came directly from my cock! This was something new! Something better! I'd never felt this good when I did it on my own! I was leaning back, using Martin's head as support, and I couldn't control my breathing anymore, and my heart was pounding so fast, and it felt so incredible that I couldn't control myself anymore and I had to moan! But instead of a moan, I made another sound, and Martin stopped. He got back up to his knees and looked at me with a huge smile on his face as he watched me try to catch my breath as the tingles started to go away. "Wow, that was one hell of a whimper! Jesus Christ!" he said, still with that huge smile on his face. "That sound Levi, was fucking HOT!" he said as he stood up. I was still breathing hard and shivering as he suddenly picked me up and threw me on his bed. I gave out a small cry again as he did that. And I felt my face burn red, again. "I was right! I was so right when I went out there to get you! I had a feeling that you were a screamer! AND you do it soooooo right! Exactly like a boy! It's PERFECT! and you're so shy, too! GOD you're perfect, Levi! Just fucking perfect!" he kept saying as he climbed onto the bed. He sat right next to me and ran his hand over my chest and stomach. Caressing my skin slowly down to my cock again. The moment his fingers found my cock, he started playing with it. Making me shiver again and the tingles start over. "I'm going to make you do that again" he said, watching my face as he made the tingles stronger. "B- b- ut" I gasped for air, trying to speak, "I. I sound li-i-ke a-aa ggg-irl!" I managed to say through the feeling getting stronger and stronger and my body starting to feel like I was floating and on fire! Martin kept going, playing with my balls too. I closed my eyes when he moved in between my legs, spread them more, and with one hand started to massage my balls, and with the other, he kept tugging on my cock. It was like a wire was attached to my cock and it was sending hot currents of pleasure through my whole body! I started to move without wanting to, my legs and my body almost convulsing, and the feeling got stronger and stronger, and each time I exhaled it came out like a little girl's scream! Until suddenly I felt everything tense up all at once! It was like someone shut off my brain and left only the tingles, except they were all over my body, all at once, like hundreds of them, at the same time! My cock was throbbing, as if something was shooting out of my hips and into the air! I could hear my heartbeat in my head and it sounded like a little girl was screaming inside my head and it felt sooooo good! I felt a hand on my chest and I opened my eyes to see Martin looking down at me. I was breathing hard and my mind felt numb, but I smiled at him, because he did this. He made me feel like this, and I loved it! "You don't sound like a girl. You have a high pitched whimper, but it's still a boy's whimper. And it's fucking HOT as FUCK!" he said. He pinched my nipple and then kept touching my chest. It felt so good, but also weird, so I moved a little, pushing his hand away. "And that was definitely, definitely, the BEST drycum I've ever seen! EVER! You almost made me cum just seeing you writhe on the bed like that! Fuck! And your whimpering cries! like FUCK! They were LOUD and HOT and FUCK! You are definitely my new favorite boy! Totally the BEST!" Martin stopped, catching his breath and putting his hand back on my stomach. He was smiling at me, and I smiled too as my breathing got back to normal. "R-rreally? The best?" I asked, reaching out to touch his nipple. "Totally!" He said as my fingers touched the quarter-sized pink nipple with the small piercing on it. I felt Martin pinch my nipple again, I jerked a little, and then pinched his, very softly. Martin laughed and ran his hand down my body, from my chest to my stomach, then my waist, and ended up under my butt cheek. His face ended up directly on top of me. "How many others?" I asked as he lay down next to me. Martin smirked. "Jealous already? Wow you don't lose any time" he said. I felt his hand move from under my butt to pull me closer to him. I was blushing again. He was right, it wasn't my business how many other boys he did this with. But he was right about the jealous thing too. It wasn't fair that he had other boys. "I'm sorry" I whispered, using the tone of voice that got my mom to forgive me when I did something wrong. Martin wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close to him. "It's no problem, Levi. You have a right to know. There's four other guys. Peter, Robley, Mike, and Conner." He said, turning me over so I was on my stomach and he could see my butt. I blushed again and I wondered if I was just going to be blushing all the time now. "Peter is my best friend, he's fourteen, so a few years older than me. He's seriously cute too, I'm sure you'll like him." he continued as he ran his fingertips over my butt and the top part of my legs. "Robley is your age. He's the son of one of my dad's friends from college. He spends quite a bit of time over here, since I babysit him." He laughed as he went on. "Of course, no one's noticed that he doesn't need a babysitter anymore, or that I'm not making sure he stays out of trouble, I'm making sure he's in it! He's young, but he's nicely packed for his age. Unlike you, who are totally perfect. I'm sure you'll like him." he said, reaching down between my legs and touching my soft cock and balls. "And Mike and Conner are brothers. Mike and Conner Tooley. Mike is my age, and Conner is fifteen. Mike isn't that cute, actually. But he is hung, and since he's the one who drags Conner along with him, I can't really complain. Especially since Conner is such a fucking sexy little fifteen year old! He's a blonde, not like you, you're more of a brownish-blondish mix. He's like golden blonde, and he has these awesome light brown eyes that almost look yellow! I kid you not, they look yellow. And he is TIGHT! Oh, trust me Levi, you are going to love Conner." He said. I turned my head to look at him, and he was smiling at me, gently squeezing my butt. "Now, you had your fun. I think it's time I explain a few things before it's time I have mine. Don't you think?" he asked. I smiled and nodded at him. "Yes" I whispered, trying to act confident. Except I was really, seriously scared. Maybe God could have forgiven me for what we already did, but I was pretty sure he wasn't going to forgive me for whatever Martin wanted to do next.