Date: Mon, 23 Jun 2014 16:09:40 +1000 From: Jason J Subject: Snow Shovelling the Neighbourhood - Part 2 This story is a work of fiction & completely made up. Any comments or suggestions can be sent to snowflakes99988@gmail.com If you like the story so far, please let me know. Would love to hear from you. This work is copyrighted by the author and may not be reproduced in any form without the specific written permission of the author. It is assigned to the Nifty Archives under the terms of their submission agreement but it may not be copied or archived on any other site without the written permission of the author. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to those living or dead is not intentional, and is completely coincidental. The moment took over and I felt like reality was slipping away as I concentrated on these new feelings overwhelming my senses. Kevin's powerful arms were wrapped around me and the heat emanating from his crotch pressed against my bum was warm and radiant. I forgot about everything else going on around me and focused on his lips pressed against mine. I had never really kissed anyone before and wasn't sure if I was doing it properly, but he was slow and deliberate. He was sucking my lower lip and I would feel him slightly bite my lower lip before pulling away from the kiss. The hair on hair on his chest was curled beneath my fingertips and I felt compelled to rub his defined pecks, pressing my palms into his nipples. His hands slid down my ribs to my waist. My heart was pounding. All I wanted was to please him and for this feeling to last forever. The excitement was bursting within me and I breathed in his scent again and my eyelids flickered open and closed uncontrollably as if I was in a lucid dream. He slipped his fingers into the elastic band of my briefs when suddenly... a phone rang. The sound of ringing and vibrating from the black granite kitchen counter startled me back to reality and my eyes opened as I was jerked back to the present moment. It felt like I was ripped awake from an amazing dream. I was paralyzed and somehow aware of what we were doing. Was it right? Were we supposed to be doing this? A small feeling of doubt and anxiety crept back up to me as I looked around the room nervously, half expecting someone to walk in and find us on the brown leather couch. He caught my glimpse... "Don't worry Jason. Everything is ok. But I should probably get that." Said Kevin, behind those big brown, sparkling eyes that flickered in the dim light of the late winter afternoon. His deep voice was comforting and the warm air in the room, fuelled by the wood burning fire, wrapped around my skin like a blanket. I shifted my weight to one side and rolled off of his lap, freeing him to quickly get up and move towards the intrusive ring of his cell phone. Oh my god, my parents, they should be home around now, I thought to myself. What time is it? Looking towards the window, it was still light, but somewhat grey as if the clouds were covering the afternoon sun. Usually the sun would set around 4:30 or 5, while watching the Simpsons after school. I better get going, I still have to finish his driveway and I didn't ask for permission to shovel snow. Oh man, they're gonna kill me if I don't make it home before them. "Hi hunny, what's up?" I heard Kevin say. "You'll be home in thirty? Maybe you could pick us up some dinner?" "Ok. Sounds good." "Bye." At this point, I was already sliding on my snow pants with a quick haste. I can't believe what just happened. Suddenly I felt extremely guilty and the feeling of anxiety started to intensify, it reminded me of when I was sent to the principal's office at school. I wanted to get out of there quick. "Sorry Jason, that was my wife Vivien. She's really amazing, you are welcome to stay for dinner if you would like, but first I think we should finish up that driveway together." "Um I better get home before my parents arrive." I said, my voice cracking on the last few syllables. "It's almost three now, what time do they get home?" He asked. "Oh not until 4 today I think." I little wave of relief washed over me, I still had time. "Perfect, I'll grab my north face jacket and some real gloves. Can you pull the extra shovel around from the side of the house?" "Sure, no problem. Can you zip up my pants?" "Haha no worries little man" said Kevin as he walked over to me, crouched down and spun me around so that my back faced him. He pulled the pants up my legs, giving me a quick kiss on the right butt cheek before zipping up my little snow bibs." "There you go Jase, all set." I turned around to see his smiling expression, which put me at ease. He really is a nice guy. "Do you think we can be friends?" I suddenly heard my own voice say, did I really just say that. You idiot, why did you say that I thought to myself. What if he doesn't want to be now? "Of course, I would love that my little man," said Kevin. Another huge wave of relief washed over my senses and a mixture of happiness and joy filled me up inside. I leaned forward and gave him another hug, smelling him one last time and giving him a kiss on the cheek for being my new friend. He laughed and hugged me back. "Ok little man. Let's get to work," he said with a little pat on my bum. I ran outside, somewhat surprised to see the snow falling again and new thin layer covering the part of the driveway I had already finished. Damnit, I thought. I went around the side of the house and pulled the shovel out from behind a piece of plywood and an old ladder leaning against the siding. Within minutes Kevin joined me and we set to work side by side. In no time at all, the entire driveway was a perfect picture of grey-black tarmac and Kevin offered to walk me home. We crossed the street together and up a little trail between the trees to the space beneath the power lines, which ran parallel to our street. We could barely see the road, behind the array of small alders, tall poplar trees and condensed thorn bushes covered in fluffy white snow. I spent majority of my time with friends in these woods and knew them like the back of my hand; however, somehow in the thick snow, everything seemed new and fresh for exploration. "We should go exploring..." I said, hinting at playing some more before I had to go home. I was torn in the middle; I knew what we did was wrong and that I should go home. Yet I also wanted Kevin to like me, play with me and be my friend. I wanted us to both have fun, maybe build an igloo or go snow sledding down the big hill. "I would little man, maybe tomorrow or this weekend we can have another snowball fight and build snowmen and light them on fire," he said. "Light them on fire!!?" I asked with astonishment. "Yea, when I was a kid, we would dress our snowmen up in old hats, scarves and soak them with lantern fluid. Then when the sun went down we would light them on fire." "Woahh cool. That sounds awesome. Did you get in trouble?" "Yea a little bit. But it's worth it!" Suddenly we heard a quick fluttering sound above us. It was a snowy owl, switching trees right above us. Kevin, lifted his head and gave a little hooting call, mimicking the owl's call. "Can you do it Jase?" "Umm I'll try... hoot hoot hoot." I said laughing. "Very good," he said throwing an arm around my shoulder just as we rounded a stubby evergreen with low hanging branches. This tree is where I could slip through onto the street to my house. "Well this is me, " I said pointing towards the white and green house through the bushes. Kevin looked over towards the house and studied it for a second before turning and smiling. "Looks like you have a nice view from your room on the second floor," he said. "No way, my parents are on the second floor. I got to choose my room." "Oh is that so," he said. "Yep, I picked the one next to the front door. Quick access for sneaking out," I said, only kidding around, but trying to sound cool. "Alright haha. Well just come by if you want to hang out. If Vivien is home just say I'm your new big brother, I'll explain tonight. We can be like a cool secret friendship if you want." "Ya that sounds perfect," I said, genuinely ok with that as I was worried what I would have to tell my parents. A secret seemed harmless. "Before I forget, here's twenty bucks for the driveway," he said, handing me a crisp twenty dollar note. "Wow, Thanks!" partially in shock and smiling from ear to ear. "Bye Kevin," I said carefully putting the money in my pocket, rushing through the zig-zag of bushes and evergreen branches to the street. "Bye Jase," I heard come from behind me. I was the first one home and decided to discard the evidence of the day. I hung my snow gear in the closet after brushing off the snow outside. I put my boots back in the front hall closet and raced up the stairs to the washroom. I saw my pj's and towel on the floor. Ah that stuff doesn't matter, mom will be suspicious if the place is too tidy. I was still reeling from the afternoon and loaded with energy. I felt a little disgusted with myself for some reason, but the images of his chest and chisel legs kept floating into my mind causing me to forget what I was doing. I decided video games were the answer. I played halo until my parents came home. Everything was copasetic and we had spaghetti with meatballs for dinner. Around nine pm, I was told to wash up for bed, so I had another quick shower, brushed my teeth and went down the two small flights of stairs to the entrance hall. At the bottom of the stairs you make a quick left through a doorway and pass a medium sized closet on the right, before coming to a small foyer facing two giant squeaky oak doors with stained glass windows. To the left of them is my room, tucked away at the side of the house. It's a small room with a tall narrow sliding window that overlooks an angled view of the yard across the covered entrance to the front door. I love my room, it's secluded from the rest of the house. I have a stereo, with a collection of CDs on my dresser against the back wall with a flag hanging above it. The wall opposite the door to my room sits a large queen size bed with a thick duvet and a shimmery red fleece blanket for extra warmth during the winter. Next to the slim window is my desk, containing a small LCD tv along with my xbox and games. My homework was scattered to the right of the desk on the floor, since it was a snow day that is where it was destined to stay. I jumped into bed completely exhausted and pulled the covers up high, I was too lazy to find new clothes so I decided to sleep in just a baggy white T-shirt. It was probably my Dad's, but it somehow ended up in my laundry pile. Now that I was alone, the events of the day came crashing down upon me. I remembered his smell and the sight of his large bulge. How it felt to have his arms wrapped around me. Being nestled into his shoulder watching the large breasts of the blond actress on TV. The thoughts were racing and my cock stiffened to its full 4inch throbbing size. I immediately took it between my thumb and two fingers. I began stroking furiously, letting the thoughts swell. I imagined being in his arms again with his hard, huge cock pressing against my bum. I tried to imagine what it looked like and then the feeling started. The amazing feeling that felt like I was going to pee and then it exploded and I came. I was unable to shoot any white cum, which my friend had all talked about. How they can shoot `ropes' they called it. I wanted to shoot ropes, but I only managed a couple drops. The feeling was incredible though and I felt those fleeting feelings of guilt again. I brushed them out of my tired mind as darkness crept over me in the pitch black of my room and let myself drift into a soft tired sleep. A small tapping sound suddenly echoed through my subconscious and stopped. I listened hard, unsure if this was a dream or not. Then I heard it again coming from the window. The curtains covered majority of the window so I couldn't see anything. The tapping continued and I felt frightened. What the fuck, is there someone out there? Someone is out there and trying to get in. I was terrified and crawled backwards of the bed, hugging my knees as I brought my legs up to my chest in the darkness. The tapping stopped and I waited for what felt like eternity, but was only a few seconds. "Hoot, hoot, hoot." I heard in a soft tone, barely audible. Was it Kevin? I waited again and then suddenly heard the soft owl noises and mustered up the courage to check the window. I reached the curtain and felt a pit in my stomach, my heart pounding in fear and nervousness. I pulled back the dark blue fabric exposing the window frame and the outline of a still very dark night. Then I saw Kevin smiling and looking around towards the door. He caught my eye and pointed to the door. I started to exit my room and remembered that the door was squeaky as hell and my parents would surely catch us. I went back to the window and shook my head. He looked disappointed but then he pointed to the lock on the lower window. I unscrewed it and pulled off the metal clip along the railing. Once unlocked I opened the window while he took off the outside screen. "Shh Jason we need to be quiet," he said through the window. He lifted one leg through the window and stepped inside, pivoting his weight backwards and pulling his other leg into the house. Once inside he quickly shut the window and the curtain again. "Can we turn on a light?" he said in a hushed whisper. I racked my brain for a solution; I remember I had an old night light under my bed. I dove under the bed to the carpet floor, located a lion king night-light and plugged into a socket on the wall. Once plugged in, a soft orange and red glow from the lion's head lit up the corner. I turned to Kevin and rushed forward in my white T-shirt, which swayed freely along my upper thighs. `What are you doing here?" I said. "I missed you," he said, "You're like a little brother to me now." He silently took off his jacket and boots and hid them under my bed. "I had to see you," he said. I was in shock and my I could hear my heart pounding my head. My mouth felt dry with excitement and I grabbed a glass of water sitting on my bedside table instinctively. I had finished a quick gulp just as Kevin approached me. I felt a hand on my shoulder and he scooped me up to face him. He grabbed me with a silent force and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist without thinking about it and felt his lips kissing my cheek and neck. His stubble lightly scratched my cheeks and his actions seemed desperate. I felt loved and wanted in that moment and everything seemed so dangerous since it was the middle of the night. With my legs wrapped around his waist my exposed suddenly throbbing hard penis was against him and his hands cupped my bum. I felt a finger massage my little bum hole and he lay me down on the bed. His lips were kissing mine and I felt his tongue lightly licking my upper and lower lips before he took them each in his mouth and sucked them individually. I kissed him back and let my arms fall behind my head under the weight of his grip. I remembered the feeling being pinned in the snow outside his house and exhaled in a rigged excitement escaping breath. He finished with my lips and neck and pulled my T-shirt up high before pausing and marveling at my exposed body. My cock twitched uncontrollably and I watched his hungry eyes feast on my body. He remained transfixed as he pulled off his T-shirt and unbuckled his belt silently. He ripped off his jeans and I couldn't help but watch an impressive bulge pointing straight up under his boxers. He was about to pull them off, but he stepped off the bed and walked up towards me. The way the light shone from the back corner of the room, it lit up his body before me. He moved my hands towards his massive cock and the waistband off his boxers. I looked up at him and saw his kind, hungry and glowing eyes down upon me. I averted my gaze back to his massive bulge and slowly pulled down his boxers. His cock suddenly escaped the confines of the fabric and twitched forward, just inches from my face. I was shocked at the size. It took me a moment to witness what I was looking at... There was a deep dark, matte of trimmed hair, almost appearing black in the lighting of my room. Then I saw a pouch of heavy balls hanging at the base of a thick white cock that was perfectly straight and curved upwards to the tip. At the tip, the skin was parted showing just a slight tip of the pink head. I saw veins running along the shaft and then it hit me. A full smell unlike anything I have ever encountered. It was intoxicating, almost like a sweaty, pheromone mixture of his smell earlier in the day but stronger. It made me weak and I closed my eyes and found myself inhaling deeply as I moved towards the tip. I looked up and met his eyes, a smile flashing across his face as he reached down and placed both hands on my head. He guided me closer. I lifted my own little hands and reached forward. My mouth was sticky and I was breathing hard as I watched my hands touch the base of his shaft. It was impossibly hard and it jerked backwards upon touching it. I could barely wrap my hand around it. He pulled my left hand up to his mouth and licked it, sucking on my fingers before letting go. I moved that hand back to his cock and felt the length of it. I was exploring and playing with it. I felt his heavy balls, leaned forward and brushed them against my cheek and nose, smelling them, before opening my mouth and licking them. I heard him let out a little moan and his cock jerked again. I kept exploring and stuck out my tongue so that it licked the base of his shaft. Under the guidance of his relaxed grip behind my head I licked his shaft up to the top. The pink head exposed a slit that was dripping in rich pre-cum, which glistened in the soft light. I found his eyes with my gaze and he encouraged me forward, so I summoned the courage and took the head of his cock in my mouth. I savored the taste of his pre-cum and sucked on the head like a Popsicle. With my little hands I pulled back the skin on the head and tried to fit in some more in my mouth. With my tongue and mouth, I sucked and explored his cock forever. I lost all track of time and reality, all that mattered was the smell, taste and sight of Kevin's cock in my mouth. My own cock was twitching uncontrollably in pleasure. Then he stopped and I thought I had done something wrong. He spun me around and pushed on my back, forcing me into the duvet across my bed. I felt his hands and kisses all over my legs and then I felt his hands strongly grip my butt cheeks. He parted them and I started to lift myself up, but he pushed me back down. "Try not to moan, my little man. This will be an intense pleasure for you," I head him whisper in my ear. Then I felt it. He had plunged his tongue into my little hole, licking and penetrating my hole. My body writhed uncontrollably and I felt shockwaves flood over my senses. I felt myself about to moan and scream, so I bit down on the blanket. He thankfully stopped. "Jason, my little man. Try to relax, you will get use to it" Then his tongue found my hole again, penetrating deeper and deeper. His lips sucking and soft flesh moping up the pink edges of my little hole. The rings of my anus, clamped down on his tongue sporadically. It felt amazing and I felt myself about to pee again. Then it happened, my little pink hole clamped down on his tongue and I came violently. It was the strongest orgasm I had ever felt. My cock thrust forward and ejected fluid all over the bed and my belly, but Kevin continued. He licked until I finally became used to it and the shockwaves echoed through to my core. I felt shivers everywhere and all I could do was hang on to the intense waves of pleasure crashing over me, through me, inside of me and all around me. Then he stopped and I was in no way possible to move my body. I had multiple violent orgasms and was still biting the duvet. After a few seconds I caught my breath and propped myself up on my elbow. Kevin scooped me up and lifted the duvet, sliding me under the covers. I felt my hands on his chest once again and the warm sensation of his body heat against me. I breathed in his smell and felt my hard cock pressed against his thighs. There was no way to comprehend these feelings. I looked towards him and couldn't help but cry. He was the most beautiful man and he had given me something no one had ever done before. "What's wrong my little man?" He said. "Hush hush little Jason" he whispered to me. "I love you. I love you so much," was all I could whisper back. At the sound of that he had a new fiery passion and resumed kissing my lips and pulling me close. When our kiss broke I heard him whisper back. "I love you too my little Jason. I have a way we can express our love together." "I'll do anything for you," I said, staring into his brown eyes as tears of pleasure and happiness flowed down my cheeks. He propped himself up against the headboard so he was sitting with his back to the wall. Then he lifted me up so that I was sitting in his lap and pulled the covers in close behind my back. I felt the strong pressure of his massive cock on the small of my back and I rubbed my butt up against it while looking directly into his eyes. "I love you Jason and I want to be inside of you." "I love you too, but what do you mean," I said confused but eager to help. He leaned forward and kissed my tears, which were salty against my lips. I put my little hands on his chest and felt him lift up my little so that I felt the warmth of his cock pressed against my little pink hole. I looked at my hands on his chest and then back into those gleaming eyes. I felt the pressure of his head against my bum and start to slide inside. "I want you inside me," I said. "I'm going to fuck you my little man," he said. "Push back like your going to the washroom." He then took off one of the pillowcases and tied it around my mouth, behind my head. I was nervous but I felt completely safe in his arms. I felt his cock stretching my asshole, it was huge and painful. I didn't think it was going to fit. I tried to wiggle free but he held me tight and held me close. His hands gripped around my body and I felt his cock penetrate me. He was slow, gentle but strong and gripped me hard and tight until I felt my bum on his thighs. He held me like that for a long time. I felt tears escaping my cheeks and the burning sensation began to subside. An intense pressure somewhere inside of me replaced it. It felt strangely unique and almost natural. I concentrated on the feeling and jerked my throbbing hard cock between my fingers. Then he lifted me up and I felt the cock begin to retreat from my tight hole. Just when I thought it was over he thrust back inside of me and I collapsed on his chest, the pleasure was intense and It felt like I was cuming again, but this time the feeling didn't stop. He fucked my little ass several times until I heard a strong creak sound. At first I didn't think twice, but then I realized the sound of weight on the stairs. Someone was coming downstairs and it was definitely my dad. Oh my god, oh my god I thought. I quickly untied the pillowcase. "It's my dad," I said in hushed whisper. Kevin lifted me up and with one free hand, threw the pillows down on the bed and covered them with the duvet. It looked like a sleeping person on the bed in the dim light of the room. Then he pulled himself and me into the closet next to the door. I heard footsteps approaching and my heart pounding. Kevin held me close against him and his cock was still inside of me and throbbing hard. The footsteps echoed to the door and then stopped. I felt my heart stop and I held my breath, praying and wishing he wouldn't open the door. The moment lasted a lifetime. I could live and die in that one second. Then the footsteps turned around and I felt Kevin's cock seize up simultaneously. Then his beautiful cock violently pulsed a dozen times. He pumped my ass full of hot cum and held me close with his cock all the way inside of me. "I love you Jason," he whispered after his cock jerked for the last time. He lifted me off and placed me on the bed. He forced me into the fetal position and watched my little hole. Once I pushed out some of his cum, he scooped it up with his hand and brought it to my mouth. There were globes of hot white cum on his fingertips and I looked into his eyes and licked his fingers clean.