Date: Sat, 2 Jul 2016 07:45:22 -0500 From: Naked Guy Subject: My Mostly Naked Neighbor Pt 1 My Mostly Naked Neighbor (Remember, your donations allow everyone to enjoy this and other stories--please consider a donation to Nifty.org) My first lover? He was a good one. It was my neighbor--when I was 10. When I was ten I lived with my divorcee mom in a conservative 3 bedroom home in the suburbs. My parents had divorced when I was little and I rarely saw my dad before he died. My mom worked as an accountant and earned just enough to keep paying on the house. It was around that time, even at 10, I started checking out guys. Some folks blame a lack of a male role model as the cause for homosexuality. I was already noticing boys before he was gone. When my father died, to me it was like a distant relative passing away. When the dust cleared all seemed back to normal for me. I never really missed him. I was confused whether he was actually my grandfather or my dad because of his age. Being older now, I've realized by now that mom had married a "sugar daddy" that had helped get her through college. My dad was like in his late 50's when they married. By the time I was five they had divorced amicably. Dad let mom take over the house and he moved away...far way. I got calls from him on the holidays. He came to see me on my birthday for those first years after moved. He died when I was 7. Mom looked like a twenty something even when she was thirty years old. She kept fit and had big tits. I noticed guys of all ages were always gawking at her. She never brought any men home but I realized years later she must have gotten laid outside of the house. On those nights she went out with her lady friends, a baby sitter would come over and watch me. Most were boring girls that would just talk on the phone to their boyfriends for gal pals after mom left. I'd play alone in the house or watch TV while the blabbed on the phone. Eventually, mom got to know the woman across the street better after my dad was done. On those Friday nights that mom went out on days, the lady came instead of gossipy teenage girls to watch me. It was just for a few hours and then I'd be in bed by the time mom got home. The lady's name was Jenny and she had a teenage son that I saw outside now and then. I had never paid much attention to him until Jenny started babysitting me. - - - On night while Jenny was watching me she dozed off on the couch. I decided to sneak around in mom's room. I went into her closet and opened drawers. I found a vibrator but I wasn't sure what it was used for at the time. In the same drawer was a Playgirl magazine. I opened it up and was immediately fascinated with the naked men in the mag. I remember my penis getting hard. I heard Jenny call my name and I quickly put the magazine back. I was in my room playing with Legos when she found me. After that, I couldn't keep the images of naked men out of my mind. Like I said, I was ten years old...was to be eleven in six months. From that night on, my mission was to see those naked men in the magazines again. I never got the chance to every time I tried. Mom was always around or Jenny was awake. At school I began to notice the cute guys more and wondered what they looked like naked. I tried to sneak a look at their dicks in the bathroom at the urinals. I even peeped under a stall to see the butt of one guy that was in my class. I was becoming boy crazy even though I didn't know anything about sex. In the living room downstairs I started fanning through all mom's "lady" magazines when she was busy. I eventually found ads with shirtless men. I found a Cosmopolitan mag that had a man naked from the side. I pulled those old magazines from the living room and hid them in my room. Late at night when mom went to bed I'd pull them out under my night-light and ogle at the men. I knew my penis got hard when I did this but didn't know why. It was that month I took notice of Jenny's son across the street walking home from school. His name was Lance. In the Texas summer heat, guys were sightings of shirtless guys were common. So by the time Lance got to our street each day, he had his shirt tucked in his waist or over his shoulder. His body had me mesmerized. His body was lean and smooth. He had short brown hair slightly parted on the side and green eyes. Sometimes I was just home from school myself and was out on my bicycle. I'd pass by him and try not to stare. When he shoved his shirt in the waist of his pants it exposed a couple of inches of his hip as the material of the pants sagged. The exposure showed a sexy tan line. Every time I passed he'd say, "Hey there buddy!". I'd just shyly pedal away. Sometime he'd look back at me with a questioning look. I became obsessed with being around every afternoon to see him shirtless. I didn't know what the term "crush" meant then, but I definitely had one. When he mowed the lawn on weekends in really skimpy shorts and tennis shoes I was at my window glued to the show. I knew he was 15 after eavesdropping during my mom's conversations with Jenny. To me he was a "man" compared to my small self. He would get all sweaty and glistened as he mowed the lawn. His body was a nice gold color, but when he bent over to turn on or turn off the mower, I saw a bright white stripe just under his elastic--that wondrous tan line. Watching him became a bigger obsession when I found my dad's old binoculars in the garage in a box. I took them to my room and watched Lance up close. A month turned into two and then three. After four months of watching, I was an official window stalker. By then it was autumn and it was growing cooler each day. I still watched him when he came home. Shirtless or not, it was exciting to see him pass by my hiding place for a matter of seconds. - - - The accounting firm mom worked for allowed her to work half days in the office and half at home so she could pick me up each day. In late autumn, her firm was hired to audit a huge company out of town. She almost told her boss she couldn't go--but after discussing her dilemma, Jenny suggested I stay with them for a month so that mom could go. My heart beat so hard I thought it would burst as I eavesdropped yet again. Mom said she might have a chance to come home for a quick break after two weeks but would have to head back. In the end, everything was worked out for me to stay there starting the Monday mom left town. For the days that led up to mom leaving, I stationed myself up in my room and watched Lance walk down the street and into his house. Each time my little pecker got hard just seeing him. I hadn't figured out the whole sex thing and why my dick did those things. Sometimes I stuck my hand in my pants and noticed it felt good to rub it when it was hard like that. - - - I was distracted all day at school thinking about staying in the house of the guy I was always watching through my window. Mom took me to school and then was off to the airport. At 3pm Jenny was outside in the parking lot to pick me up. I asked how come Lance had to walk home instead of being picked up. I had hoped to ride home next to him in the car. "He's too old to be embarrassed by him mom...he said walking is better for his tan." She chucked over it. I felt dumb for asking. I loved it when he walked home all sweaty and hot...unfortunately it wasn't hot anymore. Instead, it was windy and chilly. Once at their home, I sat in their living room watching court TV shows until the front door opened. His mom was in another room doing something as he entered and shut the door. He had on a long sleeve flannel shirt that was already unbuttoned. Instead of bare chest exposed, there was a white t-shirt that hung a few inches past his crotch. I thought he still looked awesome even though he was fully dressed. As he walked by he gazed my way and then winked. I felt my face go warm. "Hey Kevin," he said in his slightly raspy voice. He nodded at me and grinned and walked on upstairs without pausing. Just then his mom stepped out of the kitchen and peered around the corner. "Hey, did I just hear Lance?" she asked. I nodded my head. "You should go up there. You must be bored in here. He's got a ton of video games." I stood up and slowly walked up the large stairway. I held on carefully to the railing as it turned in the middle and rose to the 2nd floor. I wasn't sure which room was his. I heard video game sound affects from above. I continued to walk nervously up the steps. I passed a bathroom and then came to the last room at the end of the hall. The door was open. As I stepped into the room his back was to me. I saw he was still in the flannel shirt. His shoulders and arms moved as he moved a game controller back and forth. In front of him on a desk was a large flat screen TV with military guys shooting all over. I moved another step and saw a bare leg. A pair jeans lay on the bed. When he shifted on the bed he turned his head and saw I was there. "Kick ass game dude! You wanna try it?" He stood up and handed me the controller. He looked just like that Tom Cruise character in mom's old DVD of Ricky Business when he dances and slides around in a baggy shirt, socks, and underwear to an old rock song. I thought nothing of it (I too went around in my white briefs at home after school when mom wanted to do the wash). I shyly took the controller and he told me what buttons to hit and how to maneuver in the game. He was much taller than I remembered. Being up close was so much better than watching through the window. He sat back down on side of the bed where he'd been before I approached. I played for a couple of minutes with my back to him. He coached me from a couple of feet behind me. When I turned to say something my jaw dropped. The whole time he'd been sitting he had no shorts or underwear on! His bigger and perfect dick lay limp in plan view. His balls hung nicely below. I almost dropped the controller. "Uhhh, dude you don't have pants on!" I mumbled. "Yeah man, I know. It feels so much better." He just shrugged it off. "But your mom is going to get mad at you!" He just laughed and shook his head. He was totally at ease. I was still in shock. "Naw man...it looks like I have on underwear doesn't it?" He stood up. "Check it out..." He stood up and the baggy flannel shirt and white tee dropped just below his butt and crotch. "Uh, yeah it does." He jumped up on the bed and his cock and balls were wonderfully exposed again. I couldn't keep my eyes off them. He knew that too--his eyes bored straight into mine with a mischievous glare. I admired his tanned legs with light colored hairs disappearing at the top of his calf-high socks. I was still stunned. His bedroom door was wide open and he didn't even care. Just then, his mom called us to dinner. I fully expected him to pull his underwear back on, but he didn't. He just stood up and said, "Come on...I'll beat you there!" He took off in a run and I followed quickly behind him. As he flew down the stairs his dick bobbed around as the air swooshed up his shirts. He stopped abruptly at the end of the stairs and I bumped into him. I bumped into his bubble butt. I couldn't believe that was secretly naked under there and still heading downstairs. He defiantly flashed his butt to me and then let the shirt cover it up again. He straightened up and walked right into the kitchen with his privates covered and sat on the far side of the table. The table was covered with a short cloth that covered only a few inches below the tabletop. After he scooted in his chair he patted on the chair next to him for me to sit there. I put my feet on the lower bar of the chair to raise myself to sit on it. His mom made no reaction to him appearing at the table with no pants. Apparently it was normal for him to appear to be lounging around in his underwear after school. I was still in disbelief of it all, yet I was thrilled. I noticed he looked down at my crotch a couple of times while she started prepping our plates. I glanced down and saw my small woody tenting my pants. I hadn't noticed it before but now I could see it was very obvious. He winked and then looked away. Embarrassed, I rearranged my woody. Jenny sat down and we said a prayer. After it was over, she ate and randomly chatted and told him what all she did that day and how she heard from his grandmother and stuff. I couldn't concentrate on eating, but I managed to pick up my fork and looked at her when she talked. In between she and him talking, his elbow nudged me and he nodded to his lap. He'd pulled the shirt up and his entire crotch was exposed. But now his dick was totally hard and pointed straight up! He moved his hand down and wiggled it for me. When he let got it went back to pointing at the ceiling. His mom had no clue what he was doing down there. He casually ate his food and told his mom about what happened at school that day. He suddenly bumped the saltshaker with his elbow and it rolled my way and off the table. "Oh shit!" he said. "Lance!" his mom groaned at his abrupt language. "Sorry mom. I'll get it." He then scooted off the chair to the floor and went under the table. As he did, I looked down and he pulled his shirt up to expose his perfect round ass! He then slowly stood up and slowly scooted back onto the chair. His dick was out and still totally hard. It was just barely out of his mother's view. As he continued to eat with one hand, the other began rubbing his penis up and down. "You need some more tea honey?" she asked me. I just shook my head "yes" and she got up to get the pitcher. He pulled the shirt down for a minute and pulled the tablecloth over him. She came to our side and filled our glasses. When she turned back to take the pitcher to the fridge, out came his dick again. "Dinner was really good mom!" "Thanks sweetie!" she said. Then she got up to answer the phone that rang from the other room. She yelled to us as she ran to catch it. "You guys make sure you put your dishes in the washer. I'll put the food up. Get started on your homework...and put some sweatpants on or you're gonna freeze running around in your underwear." Lance stood up with his dick out and it bounced as we walked to the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher. He then quickly covered himself as we walked past the hall and walked up the stairs. I wondered if his dick and ass was visible from the first floor as we walked upward. I had no homework, but Lance did. Once back in his room, he plopped down on the bed. He put his books on his pillow and began reading. His ass was totally exposed. The door was shut but I was still nervous. He used one foot to pull the other sock off. He reached back and peeled off the other. Two perfect and smooth feet were exposed and bobbed in the air as he lay on his stomach. "What if your mom comes in?" "Nah, she always knocks. Besides, the stairs creak and we can hear her coming. Why don't you sit on the bed and have a good look up close?" I shyly moved up to the bed and scooted up on it. As turned the pages with one hand, he pulled his cheeks apart with the other. He moved one knee outward to give expose it more. My eyes were glued to his asshole. I'd never seen anyone else's hole before. "Touch it!" I reached my hand out and caressed his soft butt. My woody almost hurt. Little by little I slid my fingers down the crack and touched his anus. It was slightly sticky. "That feels good. You like it?" I just nodded. He turned back to his book and continued to read as if I wasn't there. I continued to inspect his ass. I marveled at how below the hole the skin changed around his taint area and the darker pink skin of his ball sac started. He lifted his head up to listen. I thought he heard someone coming, but he didn't cover up. His balls lay just below his hole and they were my last things to touch before we were interrupted. There was a knock at the door. I jumped off the bed and onto the other one. "I'm gonna get ready for bed guys...don't stay up late!" "Okay mom!" he called out with a devilish grin. Then we heard her footsteps go away. "You heard her coming?" I asked naively. "Yeah sure, but I knew she would knock!" I was still startled. "I'm almost done with my homework. We can have some fun after that if you want." "Okay," I mumbled. I didn't know what "fun" entailed. I just sat on the other bed staring at him until he finally got up and placed the book into his backpack. He smiled at me and pulled off the flannel shirt. Then he pulled his t-shirt and was totally naked. I was in awe. "Get naked!" he said. I just stood there too shy to do anything. "Come here...and turn the big light out." I turned the light switch off and he turned a small lamp on. "What do you sleep in at home?" "Pajamas." "Well put your pajamas on." I went to the suitcase mom had loaded my stuff in and opened it. I pulled out my pajama bottoms. I unsnapped my jeans and pushed them in the floor. I was about to pull on the pajamas when he stopped me. "No, take your underwear and shirt off first. Wear nothin' but those bottoms." I was hesitant to do it, but I finally braved up and did it. I was standing there naked in front of another guy. My dick got hard. I pulled on the pajamas quickly. "Come lay next to me dude." I walked over and hopped on the bed. He pulled me close to him. He was on his side and spooned me from behind. He wrapped his long leg over my waist. His hand reached for my small and hard dick and fondled it. The body heat from him was intoxicating. He kissed my neck. His hard dick pressed against my butt. "Did you enjoy watching me play with my dick at the table?" "Uh huh." "I really got off on showing it to you...it was funny that my mom had no fuckin' clue!" He his hands rubbed my smooth chest and touched my nipples. He lightly pinched them. "You wanna see me cum?" "What is that?" I asked. "Men shoot sperm out of their dick. You know what sperm is right?" I shrugged. "When a guy sticks his dick in a woman's pussy he eventually shoots sperm in there. It's what gets a woman pregnant. But it feels really good and you can do it alone instead of with a girl. Watch..." I rolled over and his arm stayed around my shoulders. He spit in his hand and started massaging his dick slowly. "Touch my balls." I complied. They felt heavy in my hand. I stroked them and he rubbed his fingers in my hair. His ball sac was so soft and smooth. I was totally fascinated. "This is better than watching me from a window ain't it?" My face turned scarlet. "Don't worry...I think it's cool!" His hand got faster on his penis. He spit on it a few times and whacked even faster. Within few minutes, he was gasping. "Ughhhh...here it goes!" Then his dick began squirting volleys of cum into the air. It landed on his face, his chest, stomach, and my hand. After he was done he was out of breath. "What do you think...cool huh?" I wasn't sure if it was cool or gross. I did my token shrug. "Well it sure felt good doing it! You should try it! Pull your thing out." I pulled it from the slit of my PJ's. He took his big hand and rubbed it some of his cum on it. Then he placed it on my penis. At first it tickled a lot and I giggled. He kept on. He was right...it did feel nice, but I didn't know that it was going to feel even better. He milked my small nub up and down for nearly five minutes before I felt it. Then I had feelings I didn't know existed. I gasped and laughed. He was grinning. I giggled and he put his hand over my mouth. I quieted down and his hand slid off. Immediately he got up and grabbed his socks. He turned of them wrong side out and used one to wipe the cum off his body. He handed me the other and I wiped his cum off of my dick. I could smell his deodorant activating when he raised his arm. There was the slightest vapor of sweat on his forehead. After we cleaned up, he turned the socks right side out again. He jumped on his bed naked and pulled the sheet up. "Good night buddy!" I looked for my underwear in the dark and gave up. I didn't know where my shirt was either. He heard me shuffling. "Just get in the bed like you are man...no shirt and underwear feels better anyway." I rolled onto the bed and pulled up all the covers over me. It had been such a weird and exciting night. I wondered if this was the way the rest of my visit was going to be... - - - The next morning his mom called us for breakfast just after his alarm went off. He'd hit the snooze button and covered his head with the blanket. I sat up and started thinking about the night before. The alarm went off for the 2nd time and he slammed the off button with his hand. He got up naked and rubbed his eyes after turning on the lamp. His dick was half hard. He reached under his bed and pulled out a skimpy pair of nylon jogging shorts. Once they were on, they covered his dick and ass but were tight in the cock area. The thin fabric left nothing to the imagination. He stood up and stretched and his dick bounced in the shorts. "Let's go eat!" he said. "Let me put my clothes on!" "Dude, don't be a pussy. You got pajamas on!" I felt embarrassed again for being timid but gave in. I followed him out of the room and we headed downstairs. His butt bounced in the shorts with every step. I felt my dick twitch. We sat at the table where his mom had set out the jug of milk and a box of cereal. We each filled our empty bowls and ate. I sat at the corner seat with him sitting at an angle. As we ate, his feet touched mine and he grinned as he chewed. My dick got fully hard. Once done, we hopped up and I heard his mom coming. My dick deflated as she stopped in front of us. "Hey guys, hurry up because I gotta head downtown and run errands. Don't be long up there." We trotted up stairs. This time I was next to him and saw his dick and balls bouncing. Once upstairs, I grabbed my bag and went to the bathroom to shower. I closed the door and stood in front of a door length mirror and was shocked. My pajamas were almost transparent without any underwear on. I'd been shirtless in front of his mom and she'd probably seen I had no underwear! My mouth went dry and I felt nervous and worried. I pulled off the PJ's and stood in front of the shower waiting for the water to get hot. Once it was steaming, I jumped in. Halfway through my shower, the glass door moved and I jumped. It was Lance sliding in behind me. "Sorry man but we gotta hurry. Here, I'll wash you up!" He soaped up his hands and I stood there in disbelief again. He started soaping all over my body...turned me around and then squirted shampoo on my head and rubbed it in. He took the shower nozzle of its holder and pulled the hose free. He rinsed me off as I turned around. My dick was sticking straight out. His was fully hard. "It's like were brothers showering together huh?" he said. "Uh, yeah." I replied. "You better dry off and get dressed!" I hurried out and started drying off. I sat on the toilet after my underwear was on and I pulled on a fresh t-shirt. I bent over to pull on socks when he jumped out naked. He carried his towel with him and just left naked like that. He left the door open and went to his room that way. After I was dressed, I nervously went back to his room and he was already dressed. "You did that fast! "Yeah, I don't bother with underwear most of the time." I heard his mom calling and I grabbed my school bag and hurried down. He was down a couple of minutes after me and I headed out to the car with his mom. He winked and waved as he set out on foot to his school. - - - School was hard to concentrate on. We watched some science films in the afternoon and in the dark I found myself fantasizing about watching Lance naked again. When the lights came on, I worried someone could see my peter poking out. I managed to slide it down and it didn't look obvious. I couldn't imagine not wearing underwear like Lance--then my dick would show for sure! When school was over, his mom was there to pick me up again. We rode home mostly silent. "You tired sugar?" she asked. "We watched a boring film that made me sleepy," I lied. She just laughed. Once we were home, I went straight upstairs to Lance's room to wait for him. I looked out the window and didn't see him coming yet. I looked under his bed from where he'd pulled the shorts. I found a jock strap. I pulled it to my nose and sniffed it. I don't know why--it was just an impulsive thing. There was a light yellow stain on the front of it. It smelled like underarms and dried piss. I kind of liked it. I held it to my face and inhaled deeply. "If you like that I'll give you one fresh from my dick next time." I jumped and spun around to see him there behind me. He had a devilish grin on his handsome face. "I beat y'all home...I was taking a piss," he explained. I put the jock strap back under his bead. He had his thick winter coat on. Right in front of me he started stripping. He pulled off the jacket and tossed it on his computer chair. He put his foot on the bed to untie his tennis shoe. He repeated with the other foot. Off came the shoes. He pulled his shirt off over his head and unbuttoned the fly of his jeans. With a move of his hips, the pants fell to his feet and he was naked except for socks. He used each foot to pull the other sock off. Then he was totally naked. The door of his bedroom was still open. I kept an ear to the direction of the stairs. He flopped his dick and balls in the air. "Ahh, that's more like it. I hate wearing clothes!" He moved to his computer chair and sat on the pants. He grinned and started rubbing his dick so flagrantly. I was still so shocked over his riskiness. His dick fully hardened and lay against his pubes. "I'm horny but I need to start my homework!" "Okay." He pulled open his math textbook and opened it to a page. He sat at his desk naked and started working on math problems. The back of his chair was solid and faced the door. Sitting there on his bed I could see only his bare shoulders and legs. My dicklet stirred. A few times he looked over his shoulder and winked at me. I sat there reading my spelling book. It was hard to concentrate. Just then I heard footsteps creaking behind us. He didn't move at all. I was about to panic. "Hey guys, I need to run to Kroger and get a few things. Dinner's in the oven when you guys get hungry. Lance, you get the hot stuff out for him." He just looked over his shoulder and said, "Sure, cool mom!" Then she was gone. I sighed with relief. He winked at me and went back to his calculator and pencil. "See, she thought I was in my underwear again...cool huh?" "Yeah," I said. I turned away and tried to memorize the words I was supposed to learn. It was tough to do it with a hot, naked older dude several feet away from me. I tried to study anyway. After another fifteen minutes, he said he was done. He closed up his book and stood up to show off his dick again. "Did you finish your work?" "Yeah, I guess." "What's your assignment?" He walked over to me and leaned against me as I sat on the bed with my legs crossed. "Show me what you are supposed to read." I showed him the list of words. Then he pulled the book away and started to read them out to me. "Spell it dude!" I hem-hawed and spelled each word slowly. When I missed one he made me keep on until I got them all. "I'm gonna read them out to you again, and if you don't make any mistakes we'll do something even more fun tonight!" That was the motivation I needed. I spit out each word perfectly after that. He grinned big and patted me on the butt. "Now let's go eat...I'm starving!" Again, he pulled on some very thin shorts. These shorts were baggy and reached his knees but had some holes in them. The elastic wasn't very tight and the crack of his ass was visible by an inch. As before, his butt bounced as we trotted down the stairs. This time I was more relaxed because he wasn't practically naked. In the kitchen, we fixed our plates and talked about video games and movies. It was like I was with a friend instead of just the older next-door neighbor. We ate quickly and then he stood up for us to put our plates away. Midway through putting our plates in the dishwasher, his mom came home. "Hey babe," she told him, "dad got his release date--he's coming home by the end of the month!" Lance jumped up and danced over to his mom. "Hell yeah!" "Watch your language...but I agree!" She hugged him and they laughed. I felt a little down. I had no father. The one I did have was gone and I didn't even know him very well. Lance's dad was even a soldier--so cool! Lance saw me looking glum though. "Mom we're all done with homework. I did my math and I quizzed the spelling master here. We're gonna go chill with some games! "Okay, but you two get him to bed after nine!" "Yes ma'am!" He looked at me and winked. We scampered out of the kitchen and up to his room. I was expecting him to strip again but he stayed in his shorts. He closed the door, so I'd expected something to happen eventually. We really did play video games for the first half hour. It was only 7:30 and we still had a lot of time before pretending to go to bed. "Let me show you some tips dude...stay right there." Each of us was sitting on the same side of the bed in front of the big TV, but he got up and moved around behind me. His feet were on the floor with a knee on either side me. My feet hung in the air. He leaned in and his bare chest pressed against my back. He slipped off my shirt and his warm skin touched mine. I still had jeans and socks on. His long and strong arms reached around me and he held the controller with me. We started a round of another game and he moved my hands for me. His fingers moved my hand as I shot up a bank and robbed a car to get away. His hot breath felt fantastic on my neck. For one moment I felt like I was really with a big brother who was showing me the ropes in a hard game. He let go of my hands. "Now you do it!" I took over and moved my man through allies to shoot at policemen. I felt his dick hardening under my ass, but he didn't do anything--yet. My feet rested against his hairy legs as I wiggled my toes in my socks. He reached down and with his long arms he pulled my socks off as I played. He still remained right behind me as I was practically in his lap. I started to fuck up in the game when I felt his sniffing around in my hair. "You smell so good!" he said in a whisper. Then he kissed me on the back of the neck. I dropped the controller. It made a loud noise against the wood frame of the bed. "We'd better call it a night as far as the game goes." I looked back at the clock on the nightstand and it displayed 9PM. Time had flown since we started playing...but the night wasn't over yet for us. "Stand up dude." I slid off the high mattress and onto my bare feet. I turned around to face him. He used a remote and turned off the TV. Light from the moon and the streetlight outside lit the room enough for us to see one another. He slid his hands up and down my chest and stomach. Sitting on the edge of the bed still, he scooted forward and unzipped my pants. He pushed them down and they slipped to my feet. "Step out of your pants." I obeyed him. His warm hands reached around and squeezed each of my cheeks. "Nice!" he said. He pulled me to him and put his mouth on mine. His tongue slid into my mouth. "Just do that back to me...it's sexy as fuck. You'll love it!" I stuck out my tongue and his lips closed around it. He sucked on it before sliding his own deep into my mouth. Our lips were locked while tongues moved in and out. "It's how grown ups kiss...like on TV!" "It's nice." I said. His fingers roamed up and down my crack tickling it. I jumped and giggled. "I want you to do something for me." "What?" "I want you to suck on this one." He pointed to his left nipple. I slowly moved my mouth on it. His pecs were kind of flat and squared off. Below it was thin ribs. I put my hand on the pectoral muscle and moved my mouth over his nip. I started sucking on it. "Not so hard buddy...like you suck a straw--just softer. Use your tongue on it while you're lips are over it." I wasn't sure if I was doing it right, but I tried. He moaned softly and ran his fingers through my hair. After doing it several times, he gently moved my head to the other side. "You're really good at that little man!" It made me feel good to receive the compliment. I made oral love to his nipple. I liked the way each had hardened under my tongue as I sucked and licked on them. I loved the way his pecs curved out. I licked the outline of each of them as he fondled my small balls. "Now I have a real treat for you!" I thought he was going to play with my dick again. Instead, he lay on his back and spread his legs open wide. "Come really close. Look at my asshole up close!" He pulled his cheeks apart and showed me his pucker up close. It was like a tight crinkle until he pushed it out and the circular lips puffed out slightly. "You like my butthole?" I was intrigued for sure. "Kiss it for me!" I wasn't so sure I should. I knew I shitted and farted from my own and questioned its cleanliness. "Come one man!" I bent my head over and kissed it lightly. "Nice, do it again but this time keep your lips on it for a few seconds." I was afraid to...but after a slight hesitation I went for it. It didn't smell bad like I thought. It was slightly musky but clean. I kissed it again. And again... "That's it...now remember how we kissed with our tongues? I want you to do that next!" I was making the sexual connection with this act and I needed no more temptation. This guy already enamored me, so licking anything on him was a treat. So after the next kiss I put my mouth around his small asslips and shoved in my tongue. "Ohhhh man! That feels so fucking good!" I did it clumsily several more times. I wondered how he even thought about doing something like this. I never would have guessed anyone would do such a thing. "Now I want you to sit on my face and I'll show you how good that feels!" I crawled to his face and hiked my leg over his head. I squatted and sat my hole right on his nose. He sniffed hard and then moved my ass with his hands to his mouth. Each of my butt cheeks rested on a palm of his hands. His tongue tickled on my ass but it slide in fast and deeply. My winky stood up in the air...small but totally hard. After about five minutes of getting my ass licked he patted next to him and asked me crawl under the covers with him. It felt exciting to be naked in bed with him. Our warm bodies were pulled tightly together and we kissed with tongues. I didn't care about the fact each of us had just licked one another's assholes--kissing was so cool. I wondered if all brothers played around like this. It seemed so easy and fun. My hands gripped his pecs and felt the muscles flex. "Do you wanna eat some of my cum?" "Okay." "I'm gonna jack my dick but I want you to suck it when I start cumming. I'll tell you when. When I start cumming suck it tight and fast and don't take your mouth off until I say...that okay buddy?" I just nodded. "Cool. Why don't you suck one of my tits until I get close?" Lying next to him I sucked on his left nipple. His right hand moved up and down on his dick. He randomly spit on it to keep it wet. His free hand alternated rubbing my hair or stroking my neck. About five minutes passed. He pulled my head up to kiss his mouth. I really liked doing that. It felt so grown up. As we started kissing he gasped. "Suck it fast!" I moved my head to his dick instantly and began bobbing up and down like he asked. Spurts of his come filled my mouth. It was watery and tasted kind of salty and even like soap. I wasn't sure what to call that taste (acrid), but it wasn't unpleasant. Finally he said to stopped and pulled me up to his face. He pulled my head tightly to his and we kissed. I let his sperm slither into his mouth because I wasn't sure if I was supposed to swallow it. He cooed as we kissed. "You're so sexy dude. You're like a sexy little brother!" I smiled proudly. "Hell, now I feel sleepy!" he giggled. I felt kind of tired too. "Let's do you really fast. Get up here and sit on my chest." I wearily got on my knees and straddled his upper body. "Scoot up and feed your dick to me." I moved up until his mouth went over it. Then those nice feelings started again. His hands reached up and tweaked my tiny nips. They hardened under his fingertips and he slightly pinched each one. His mouth felt like a mini-vac as it sucked me good. Hot air blew from his nostrils. Then that good feeling came and I fell over. He kept on until I whimpered. "That felt good again huh?" he asked. "Yeah." I wasn't a man of many words. "Scoot under the covers with me and let's go to bed. It's already close to eleven!" I hadn't stayed up that late ever. "What if your mom comes in?" "She never does. If she does then we'll be under the covers and I'll tell her that you were scared." It seemed logical. Of course I don't know how he'd explain that I jumped into his bed naked. I ended up with my back to his chest and his arms around me. His semi-erect penis rested between my thighs. The body heat under the covers was nice as the room turned chillier. I dozed off in the security of his smooth arms around me. I felt so safe and happy. - - - When the alarm went off the next morning, I quickly jumped out of bed in case we were discovered. He lay there drowsy and covered his face with his hands. I grabbed my bag of clothes and peeped into the hall. No one was around. I tiptoed into the cool hall and into the bathroom. I closed the door and started the shower. I wondered if he was going to join me, but he never came. I soaped up, rinsed and then got out. I dried and dressed before entering his room again. He was still sleeping. I went over and tapped his shoulder. "Lance, you better get up!" I said. He rolled over and looked at the clock. "Fuck man, I thought I snoozed it but I turned it off. I'm getting up." He slid out of the covers in all his naked glory. His dick was half hard. His balls stuck to his inner leg. He stood up and scratched his butt. He walked off to the bathroom but I didn't hear the shower start. I walked to the door and he'd left it open. He was washing his hair in the sink and was still naked. After that he brushed his teeth and dried his hair. He sprayed deodorant on and walked past me back to his room after winking. I was still not used to the fact he walked about naked like that. His mom called from below and I hurried down. "Where's he at?" she huffed. "He's getting dressed," I said shyly. "Okay...let's head out honey." Lance walked to school. I wished I could walk with him. Instead I followed his mom out to the car and we headed to my school. I kept replaying the scene from the night before in my mind. I wanted to kiss him again...on his lips and on his ass! It had been so thrilling doing something so naughty while his mom slept downstairs below. When he had done the risky things around her it was scary at the time he was doing it. But afterwards, it was so cool. I couldn't get enough of looking at his penis. I had such a crush on him. I was thinking of all this as she drove into the entrance of the school. My pants were bulging where my small dick was hard. I pulled my backpack over it and got out quickly. I had a hard time paying attention to my teacher that day. I couldn't wait to get home and play naked stuff with Lance again. I imagined his tan upper body and his completely white butt. Despite having been covered up in these cooler months his tan had not faded away. The entire school day painfully dragged by and finally it was time to leave. I waited breathlessly for Lance's mom to show up. When I finally saw the car, I hauled ass to reach it. Once I was in the back seat, my dick was hard thinking about seeing him again. Boy, I had it bad! Once we got back I found he wasn't there yet. I raced upstairs to get my book out to do my spelling homework. Soon Lance entered the house and I heard him climbing the stairs. He looked kind of pissed. "Hey man, I've got a shit load of homework. I'm gonna be at it all night. I told mom I was just gonna come down when I got hungry, but you can hang in here if you want. I've got two tests to study for, a paper to write, and stupid geometry crap I have to draw." "Okay," I said. "First though, I'm going to get comfortable. Hey man, wanna strip me down?" "Yeah!" I said. "You can start with my socks and shoes." I squatted down and started to until one shoe and then the other. He lifted his left foot and I pulled the shoe off. I could smell the scent of his damp socks. It didn't bother me at all...in fact I kind of liked it. I pulled off the other shoe and my nose twitched again. He wiggled his toes to signal me to remove the socks. I peeled the first one off to expose his long and perfect feet. He rested that one on my knee. I pulled off the other and he held it close to my mouth. "Hey man, would you lick my toes? I'll do it for you tomorrow if you do it for me today. You really like me right?" I just nodded. He moved his feet up to my nose. His toes felt warm. I held his foot and sucked the big toe. I moved to the next two and sucked them at once. "That's a good start. Suck each one for me...please." His toes tasted salty. My dick was hard again. His other barefoot caressed the side of my face. Then he moved the first foot away and stuck the other one to my lips. I sucked each one separately. "Stick your tongue between then dude!" I did so and he moaned softly. "Feels SO good man!" I sniffed around his feet and sucked his toes again before he pulled it away. "Hop up here and take my shirt off." I got on the bed and he lifted his arms up in the air. I pulled his shirt upward and over his head and shoulders. Now I could see his smooth back. I ran my hand down it. "Reach around and undo my pants!" I did as he asked and he stood up. I stood next to him and pulled the jeans down and they fell to the floor. He stepped out of them and was naked. No underwear. He walked to the chest by the closet and opened a drawer. He pulled out a pair of gym shorts and slid them on. Then he started getting out his books. Nothing happened for the first hour as he sat at his desk writing a composition. I played a video game until he was done with that. For the rest of his homework, he crawled on the bed with his feet resting on his pillow. He faced the door with his feet on his pillows and his upper body at the foot of the bed. "Why don't you sit by the pillow and rub my feet?" I was grateful to touch any part of him, so I obliged. So as he read, I ran my hands all over his nice feet. Little by little, I slid my hands up his calves and thighs to enjoy the light hair covering his legs. His butt looked good framed in the tight yellow shorts. "You can run your hands up my shorts and rub my butt if you want to," he suggested. So I ran my hands from his calves up to his hamstrings and then up into his shorts. I loved the feeling of that smooth, round butt. "Reach down between my legs and pulled my dick out." He lifted a little and I slid my hand up to his balls and pulled the fabric back. The head of his dick was mashed there. I pulled it free and it pointed towards me so it that it lay flat on the bed between his legs. As I rubbed his penis it became fully hard. "Doesn't that hurt?" I asked naively. His dick pointed to his feet as he continued to lay on his stomach. I was sure that we were stretching it too far back and it was hurting him. "No man, it feels really good pulled backward like that. Maybe it would feel better if you jacked me off this way." "You want to make the white stuff come out?" "It's called sperm or semen...but we call it `cum' for fun. Shooting out cum is called `cumming'." I shook my head to acknowledge. "So yeah, I want you to make me cum!" As his dick hardened fully, it lay flat on the bed against his thigh. It looked so cool. I never would have thought about pulling it backwards like that. I reached out and stroked it softly. I massaged its head until the tip started oozing a clear liquid. "I think you have cum now." "No, that's pre-cum. It's what lubricates a woman's pussy when you're fucking them." "You did that with a girl?" "Almost...but I started playing with Stephanie Jenkins' pussy one time and it seemed nasty. I don't think I like girls at all buddy." "Me either," I said. "My dad had a talk with me and told me how it all works...pre-cum, cumming...all that stuff when I was around your age." I felt jealous that he had a dad to talk to about sex stuff. When he moaned I started rubbing the entire penis. "I like that!" he cooed. Just then we heard footsteps in the stairway. The wood creaked and I moved to the other bed and opened my Spelling book. Lance didn't move at all. His cock remained outside of his shorts between his legs. When his mom appeared in the open doorway, his legs slightly moved together to hide the exposed, erect cock. "Hey guys...dinner is ready! And your clothes are piling up in the laundry room. You need to bring them up!" "Yes ma'am" He didn't move until she was out of sight. Once he was sure she was on her way down, he stood up. His dick was still hard and now pointed upward out of his shorts leg. He pulled it up into his shorts and it tented outward. "What are you gonna do about that?" I asked. "It'll go down. I'll just think about Stephanie Jenkins' pussy!" he said with a grin and a wink. I laughed as we walked into the bathroom to wash our hands. As we left his penis had gone down. Once at the bottom of the stairs, it was soft...but a small wet spot was there. I didn't say anything to him about it. I liked how his mom didn't make him put a shirt on for dinner. I wondered if his mom noticed how his dick bounced around in his shorts every time he walked. I sure did. She'd made spaghetti and Lance fixed my plate for me. Standing under him I got to see the cool hair under his arm as he put the food on my plate. He smiled at me and handed it to me. I went to my usual seat at the table. He sat next to me in the same place where he'd exposed himself before. His mom sat across from us as usual. We ate and talked about school. She talked about the things she did that day. Midway through the meal and conversation, I saw his hand move to his crotch and he pulled his wiener out. He looked right at me and winked. His mom was engrossed in some gossip story of her friend. He pulled his elastic down and stuck it under his balls. His nuts and dick were totally showing. After he saw me looking at it, the dick grew fully hard. He continued to eat and chitchat like nothing was going on. She got up once and he pulled my hand to it. I stroked him until I heard her coming back. He pulled the elastic back over his dick as she walked to our side and put dessert plates down. I temporarily forgot about his penis as I devoured a delicious chocolate brownie with icing on it. I scarfed it down as they slowly ate theirs. When dinner was done, we took our plates to the sink and he rinsed them (I couldn't reach all the way). We were dismissed and quickly headed back to his room. As he walked up the stairs in front of me, he pushed the shorts down to expose a couple of inches of butt crack. His ass bounced lightly and I was totally mesmerized. When we got back to his room, he had to finish his homework. I watched TV as he did his assignments. He was concentrating on them thoroughly and I got bored. Sleepiness set in and I dozed off on the spare bed. - - - When I opened my eyes again, the room was dark and Lance was stripping me. He was naked. He picked me up and kissed me as he laid me onto his bed. He hopped up on the bed and pulled the covers around us. "We'll have some fun tomorrow little bro!" I rolled over and pressed myself against his chest. I hugged him and he kissed my on the forehead. I fell asleep quickly in his arms. - - - He had a lot of homework the next two nights. He helped me with my spelling and match before doing his and once all his work was done, we'd fool around. He let me kiss his ass each night and he gave me a blowjob. I began to anticipate his ejaculations and wanted the cum all to myself. He indulged me but insisted on kissing me after I sucked his load. That was fine with me! - - - Unexpectedly, mom came home on the weekend. I should have been excited to see her, but I was mad that my fun with Lance was interrupted. Each night I couldn't wait to be put to bed and after she was gone, I played with my penis until I had that good feeling. I imagined it was Lance sucking me while I played with his dick or touched his butthole. Finally, Sunday was over and mom took me to school on Monday morning like before. She'd be leaving on a flight just after. Jenny was to pick me up at school and then I would be back with Lance again. I couldn't wait! To be continued...