Date: Sat, 17 Jun 2000 16:47:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: bardiel13@yahoo.com
Subject: steven and the turners 20

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between young men.
Although the characters are young teenagers, It doesn't mean the author
endorses or approves sexual liaisons between underage teens or young
men. The following story is just a fantasy. None of this stories are
based on any fact known to the author. If you are not of legal age to
read this, you should leave now. If you do not like stories about
homosexual sex and relationships, you should leave now. If you are of
legal age and like this kind of stories, then keep reading and feel free
to send feedback. bardiel13@yahoo.com.

Important: The story doesn't take place in the US, so don't be surprised
by different seasons and such. The story is copyright 2000 by "Bardiel".
If you copy the story, please leave the credits, and the email address:
bardiel13@yahoo.com. Keep in mind this is my first attempt.

Foreword: Ok, here it is. Martin's first solo story. This wasn't the
easiest chapter so far, so I'd really appreciate some feedback. I hope
all of you out there who kept asking about Martin enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 20: Martin's Party.

I woke up late and, to tell you the truth, I was not surprised to see
that my little brother Johnny was not in his bed. I knew he was down
stairs with the rest of my brothers. they were probably waiting for me to
show up to start singing and shouting and bringing out the cake. But it
was different this year. Mom and dad were not home this year. They had
taken the chance to spend a week on their own and we were left alone in
our house. Well, not exactly alone. Dad wouldn't leave us on our own even
if he was loosing it. He knows we don't get along and that we take every
opportunity to tease and annoy the hell out of each other. Especially
Mike and Sean. I always sided with Sean, and Johnny always sided with
Mike. But for the last two days, I just couldn't even look at Sean. I
just don't know what to think or how to feel about what I found out.
Anyway, we weren't on our own. Our English tutor was in charge. Our hot,
teenage tutor was in charge.

I walked into the bathroom thinking about taking a shower, but decided
not to. I would have to take another bath later in the afternoon before I
got dressed for my party. Yeah, happy birthday, Martin! I checked myself
in the mirror. I was not ugly, I knew that. My blond hair was longer than
usual but we were on holidays, so I didn't mind. It might have looked a
little too childish actually, it's not like it was cut in any style in
particular. My face looked good, I must admit it. My skin was still
tanned and some freckles were showing, but that only made my blue eyes
stand out even more. Blond and blue eyes, who could resist that
combination, right? My English tutor could. He seemed to like my sandy
blond older brother Sean better. Looking at my reflection in the mirror I
realized that I looked a lot like Sean, same little turned up nose, same
smooth skin. My eyes were better though, his were just brown, mine were
deep blue. But it seems he gets the guy anyway. I'm bigger that Sean was
at my age, bigger than most of my friends. Not a lot, but some. I'm also
different in a very big way. I'm gay, as you already know. Nobody knows
about it, except Steven, my hot tutor. I can't stop thinking about him,
even after what he told me. I know he won't do anything with me, I got
that, but I just can't help myself. Just looking at him gives me a huge
boner. Well, maybe not just looking, I kinda stare a lot whenever I do.
He makes me feel so horny. Ever since I started jerking off, he has been
a recurrent fantasy. It's not like he's the only one I thought about, but
he was there most of the time. I remember doing it in front of him. I was
standing next to him while he was explaining something and I just slid my
hand in my pants and started playing with my cock. He never said a word,
ever. I tried a few things on him, like rubbing his arms, kissing them, I
once even licked his finger, but he never said anything. Except for that
time that I tried to kiss him but I couldn't. He told me if I was going
to do it and I just freaked out and left the room.

All those memories kept coming back, and as usual, my boxers were tented.
I lowered the toilet's sit and sat down after lowering my boxers. My cock
had been growing a lot lately, it was almost 5" now and I had a small
bush of dark blond hairs on the base. I was very proud of it. I started
stroking my cock up and down, pulling back the foreskin with every
stroke. I love the feeling of it as it uncovers the head. It seems that
I'm jerking off a lot lately. Every time I can, I lock myself in the
bathroom and jack off. I started visualizing Steven again, like I usually
did lately. At least no one could take this away from me. His dark short
hair, a little longer on the front to give it some style. His handsome
yet cute face, thanks to those freckles the sun made come out. His brown
eyes and sexy lips. I love those lips. He has such a great body, not
muscular, but just great. Athletic, that's the best description I can
come up with. And hot, very hot. He is just so sexy, I don't think he
realizes it, but the way he acts is just sexy. I pictured myself on my
knees before him, and he was naked. I was sure he must have something
great in his crotch, but I wouldn't know anyway, so I just concentrated
on what I wanted. My hand was a blur now, going up and down like crazy,
and in less than I would have wanted, three jets of cum had blasted away
from my cock. I took a deep breath and used some toilet paper to clean my
cum from my legs and hands. I liked the smell of it, just curiosity I
guess.

I quickly washed my face and made myself presentable before going
downstairs. I was received by the cake and the singing I was expecting.
My three brothers were there, as well as Steven. Just thinking what I
just did made me blush a little while I looked at him. And Jay was there
too. He was Sean's friend, but he had been staying over all week, I
didn't know they were that close. I blew the candles and made a wish,
like I always did. But this time, I wanted something different. I made my
way upstairs to get dressed. I kept wishing that what Steven had told me
was true. That I would find someone my own age. It's just that I needed
that someone right away. I was desperate to do something I didn't fully
understand. I knew what it was I wanted, I had heard about all of it at
school, I just didn't really know how. You know what I mean. I kept
wishing that someone was going to be in my party. I sort of knew who I
wanted it to be. I thought I caught him staring at me a couple of times
the other day, but I wasn't sure. Was his staring at me a kind of signal?
Or was he just looking at me because of something else? I'm no expert at
this. Well, at least at being on the other side of the stare. Was he
interested? I certainly was interested if he was. but how do you do it?
What was I supposed to do or say? I just kept thinking about it. I had
this feeling like I needed something, like I needed to see him soon and
see what he thinks about the whole thing. But what was I supposed to do?
Ask him? No way, I'm not gonna ask him anything.

I remembered then my talk with Steven the other day. He said I could come
to him. I thought it a second longer and finally decided not to. I didn't
know what to tell or ask him. Maybe some other time. But suddenly, it was
good to know that I could go to someone if something happened. Maybe he
was right. Maybe we could be friends. After all, it doesn't mean I have
to stop fantasizing about him. I fantasize about most of my friends
anyway.

I went back downstairs and was surprised to see a present on the table.

"It's from all of us. Hope you like it!" my big brother told me.

"Are you just going to stand there looking like that or are you going to
open it?" Steven asked me. I just smiled at him and proceeded to open it.

"WOW!" was all I could say. I couldn't believe what they had given me. It
was a whole new rugby kit. They had even gotten me a ball, and a very
good one too. I love playing rugby and I'm on the school team, but I
never owned anything like it. It looked like everything you might need
for a professional match. I was forced to descend from my cloud by a
bright flash. Sean had taken a picture of me and I'm sure I wasn't
looking very bright in it.

"I hate you" I said half meaning it, half not. Half because of the
picture, and half because of the last few days.

"Hey, it's just a picture! Cheer up, it's your birthday and you are going
to have a lot more pictures taken by the time this is over"

"I know, sorry" again, half meaning it. Then I looked at him and I'm
still not sure why, decided I couldn't blame him. He got him first, it's
not his fault that I'm younger. Well it is in a way, but in the middle of
my incoherent thoughts, I decided I didn't hate him.

"Are you all ready to get started? We still need to do a lot of things"
Steven announced.

"Jay and Mike will help me clear the studio. We'll take the furniture
into the garage. Sean, you and Johnny start putting the drinks in the
fridge. Make sure you don't put too many bottles in one shelf."

"When are we going to have lunch?" Johnny asked.

"I'll call for pizza as soon as we are ready. Ok with you Martin?"

"Yeah, pizza sounds good! What can I do to help?"

"I have something for you too. Do you think you can carefully disconnect
Mike's stereo and bring it down one piece at a time?"

"Can I?" I asked Mike, who would never let me do anything like that.

"Yeah, just be very careful, OK?" He looked kinda worried but he let me
anyway. This day was going to be full of surprises. "Can I take some CD's
too?"

"Yeah, go ahead, just be careful!"

I was thrilled to say the least. It seemed like they were going to let me
get away with a few things, and I just couldn't wait to try. I went to
Mike's room and carefully unplugged and unrigged the whole thing. It was
a pretty nice and big stereo. One of the advantages of being the older
brother, I guess. I went down stairs again while Mike and Steven were
moving the sofa into the garage. Not an easy task, but Jay had to deal
with the smaller one on his own.

"What are we going to do with the computer?" I asked no one in
particular.

"What do you mean?" Jay asked me.

"Well, I don't think it would be a good idea to leave it in the open.
What if someone spills a drink or falls over it?"

"Remind me again. This is a party not a destruction derby, is it?" Steven
asked with a touch of cynicism.

"Of course. But it could happen." I answered.

"Yeah, I know. Any ideas?"

"We could cover it with a blanket or something" Mike offered.

"No, it would be the same thing. We should take it somewhere else" Jay
said.

"I don't think that's a very good idea. Maybe we could place the TV set
and that trunk over here so no one could get close to this corner. We
would have to take all the picture somewhere else, but other that that,
it should be easy. What do you think?" Steven asked Mike. He is smart, I
will always say that.

"Good idea." Mike replied.

Everything was going well so Steven called for the pizzas and we all had
lunch together in the kitchen. I kept looking at Steven and Sean trying
not to be too obvious. There was something there alright. Nothing obvious
or specific, but it was there. Something in the way they looked at each
other. Again, nothing obvious, but there was something sweet about it.
Well, If I had been thinking about leaving them alone, I was certain
then. I'm not sure why, but I could feel the connection between them. I
guess they looked good together.

Oh well, at least I tried, right? I'm sure it's a lot more than most kids
my age do. We all went back to our duties. I hooked up the stereo in the
studio and made a few sound tests. Then, I headed for the kitchen and
helped Sean and Johnny with the snacks and all of the food. We placed the
table were the sofa used to be and then we helped the others make sure
that there wasn't anything left that could be broken or stained or
ruined.

Finally, everything was ready. The party was a few hours away. I was glad
that I could get most of my friends. Normally, no one was home at this
time of year. Some of them would come but not as many as this time. But
this was a different party. We were all starting high school this year.
We were grown ups. Well, obviously not grown ups, but we weren't children
anymore. Boys were going to try to kiss some girl and a few of them would
be glad to let them. Except for me, I wanted to try my luck on someone
special. A boy I met just a few days ago. His name is Eric, thirteen
already and quite nice. I met him at Chris' house. He lives across the
street from Chris and came over to use the swiming pool. He is pretty
hot. Brown hair and eyes. His lips made me want to kiss him the moment I
met him and I had to be careful nobody could see I was hard under my
swimming trunks. I'm still not sure if he was looking at me when I
thought he was, but he sure seemed friendly all afternoon.

"Why don't you go take a shower and get ready?" I heard Steven saying
from behind me.

"It's a bit early. I'll do it in half an hour, OK?"

"Sure, as you wish. Happy birthday Martin. I hope you have a nice day" he
said as he gave me a hug.

You could say I'm completely fucked up, but when he placed his arms
around me, my cock jumped to it's fullest.

"Don't I get a kiss?" I asked, teasing him.

"Don't be such a smartass, I think we already talked about that." he said
looking at me, but the closeness was not helping. "Ok," he finally agreed
"just as a birthday present" and he kissed me on the lips. Maybe it was
just a normal kiss and there was nothing special about it. But I had
waited for it for a whole year. My knees were weak, but I pulled myself
together and returned the hug. He was number one in my list of cool
people and I wanted to make sure that he knew that.

"Thanks. You are the best. Thanks for everything."

"You are welcome. Now go upstairs and get ready"

"Thanks Steven, you are the coolest!" I said as I left the studio and
made my way upstairs. I fought the urge to jerk off in the shower. For
some reason, I thought it would ruin the whole thing. I will never forget
that kiss. After drying myself I picked my clothes. I took out a pair of
black jeans and a navy blue and red t-shirt. They looked good on me. I
was finally ready for the party and for some reason or another, I
couldn't wait for it to start.

The doorbell rang once again and I went to open it in a flash, only to be
disappointed again. The one person I wanted to see was still not there. I
received the present and accepted the greetings and showed them to were
the party was taking place. My best friend Ryan was hopelessly trying his
best to get to kiss one of the girls. Not that he is ugly, far from it.
He is a year older than me, but we both play on the rugby team. He is a
pretty gorgeous guy: dark hair, green eyes, tall, but for some reason the
girls were not responding to his charms today. Maybe because he was
older. Who knows? We have been friends for a year now, and we've become
pretty close. But this time, he is off to get something I'm sure he
won't. Too bad.

Finally, the doorbell rang again and I made my way to it. It was Chris
and Alex (Jay's brother's) but I must say I wasn't looking for them. I
said "hi" and received the presents but my eyes were looking for Eric.
When he finally came out of the car, I felt my knees were loosing
strength. What was going on with me? He came to the door and I showed
them to the studio. He congratulated me and told me that he hoped I was
having fun. I just nodded, I can't believe how stupid I was acting. As he
walked into the studio I couldn't help but look at his back side.
Especially his butt. I felt myself wanting to touch it but I took a deep
breath and contained myself. And that wasn't easy. I went back to the
party and chatted with some of my friends, once in a while checking for
Eric. Every time I looked at him, I was sure he was looking at me. But
this time he wasn't looking away. This time he was purposely staring at
me. I had to gulp feeling the strength of his stare. My heart was
suddenly racing for reasons unknown. What is this boy doing to me? Before
I could walk closer to him and say something, he was grabbing me by the
arm and moving me aside.

"Is there some place where we can talk in private?"

"We could go to my room" I said without thinking.

"No, someone could come looking for you. How about a bathroom upstairs?"

"Yes, the main bathroom" I said again without even thinking about what
this meant.

"Ok, I'll follow you there" he said putting down his glass of coke.

I left the studio with him following close behind and made my way
upstairs. I opened the bathroom and went inside and he closed the door
behind him. We were quiet for a few seconds and then I had to ask.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?"

"Does it bother you?"

"No, well... No, I guess not"

"Great!" he said as he smiled and took a step closer to me, not breaking
eye contact. I gulped once more. "You look good." he said as he bit his
lower lip and I felt him ponder something. I was beginning to shake
myself, only a little, but for some reason I was. My mouth was dry
suddenly and I used my tongue to wet my lips. He took another step
closer and slowly but surely he placed his right hand on the back of my
neck. I was absolutely out of my mind. It was like I wasn't even there,
like I was seeing this from a distance. He inched his face closer to mine
and closed his eyes. I was expecting the kiss, my eyes closed in
anticipation but it took a little longer. The sudden breath of air on my
upper lip brought me back and then I felt his lips on mine. They felt hot
and moist, yet wonderful and sexy. It took less than a second for my cock
to be at full mast. It was then that my hands went around his back and
pulled him closer to me, exploring his back as he pressed his tongue
against my lips. I obliged and opened my mouth for his tongue and felt my
own responding to the invasion, slowly trying to make its way into Eric's
mouth. The sensations were amazing and they were burning through me. I
just felt my knees going completely weak and I had to break the kiss. I
stood against the sink and then y kissed him back. This time it was more
out of need tan anything else. I needed to feel his tongue in my mouth,
his arms rubbing every part of my body he could find and I just couldn't
let this end. I wanted this to go on forever. Then, I felt it. His cock
was hard in his jeans and suddenly it was pressed just above mine. It
felt like a bolt of lightning was cursing through my body and it was the
most amazing thing that I ever felt. And it got better; he started
humping me softly, going up and down, our cocks rubbing against each
other. It was too much, I had to feel it. I wanted to feel it. I moved my
hand from his back and placed it between our cocks and then he broke the
kiss and moaned on my shoulder. I kept doing it a few more times but then
he asked me to stop. I was afraid he didn't want to go on wit it, afraid
that he was backing out, afraid that he would tell.

"I don't want to cum yet" he whispered in my ear, an a huge weight was
lifted off my shoulders.

Then, I felt his hand on my jeans. He undid the first button and then he
rested his hand on my hard cock. The anticipation was incredible and I
just couldn't take my eyes of his hand. e slowly moved it around and then
it was me who moaned in appreciation. He unzipped my pants and pulled me
closer to him as he pushed my pants down to the floor, taking the chance
to feel my but through the fabric of my boxers. He quickly got tired of
it and placed his fingers on the waistband and lowered them, too. He
pinched my butt and then he took a step backwards and looked at my
nakedness as he started to undress. I kept rubbing my cock, but not to
hard. When he was only standing in his briefs, I could see his cock
pressed against the front, hard and to the left.

"Do you ant to take them off?" he said, and I quickly did it, not caring
for anything but to see him naked.

He then pulled me closer once more and started kissing me again. Our
hands were all over each other, but mine kept returning to his cock. It
was so smooth and hot, just like mine, and yet so different. I found
myself thinking what he would taste like, and just then, he pushed me
apart.

"Have you ever done this before?" he asked me and again I could only
shake my head. "Lie down next to me and follow my lead." I did as I was
told and after a few seconds, I was on my side, same as he was, only my
head was in front of his cock and his in front of mine. I knew what he
wanted and I just couldn't wait. I moved closer and inhaled deeply and
almost lost it right there. I moved again and with my hand aimed his cock
in my mouth and started working on it.

"AH... watch you teeth. Let me show you" he said as he took me inside his
mouth. It was amazing. the slikness of his tongue, and the heat, it was
overwhelming and so intense. I just didn't care anymore and took him in
my mouth and started working on him as he was working on me. It didn't
take long, and after only a couple of minutes, I was blowing my load in
his mouth and moaning like I was going to die from it. That set him off,
and his first jet of cum landed across my face, but I quickly went back
to it, not wanting to waste a drop, totally engrossed in his taste. We
both lay there panting for some time and then he straddled me and licked
his cum of my face, only to kiss me right after that. Just the thought of
what we did and that we were both sharing his cum made me hard again.

"That was awesome!!" I told him. "When can we do it again?"

"I was hoping you'd say that. I'm moving south in two weeks, but I'd be
glad to do this again any time before that" I felt terribly disappointed
when I heard that. He was moving away, and it was sad, but at the same
time, I realized that I had two weeks left and I planned to enjoy them to
the fullest.

"You think you can stay over tonight?" I asked him

"I'd have to call my mom, but I don't see why not"

"Great, I'll tell my brothers so you can stay in my room and Johnny
stay's in Sean's or Mike's" I explained as we both got dressed. But as
soon as we were both finished, we started kissing again. I don't know for
how long, but everybody asked me were I'd been as soon as I got back.

Eric called his mom right away and she said yes. I begged Steven to let
him stay and he finally agreed.

We spent the rest of the party looking at each other from different parts
of the room and at one point it was hard to hide how hard we both were,
so we both stayed behind the armchairs until it was time to blow the
candles. I never in my life expected anything like what happened to me
that day and I was really happy for it.

Steven took as out to the mall for dinner where they had the pictures
developed. He passed them along after dinner except for a couple. I kept
for myself one I took with Eric. It was feeling bad that he as leaving
after what we had done but we made up for it that night. We went "to be"
early and tried a couple of new things. We jerked each other off, and we
69'ed a couple of times until we were both too tired to stay awake. I
know I had a huge smile while I slept next to Eric, both of us naked and
smelling of cum. It was certainly the best day of my life.

Epilogue to Chapter 20:

I was sitting alone in the kitchen. My ass and dick were sore. Sean and I
spent the last three hours fucking and sucking each other like there was
no tomorrow. And I guess it was true in a way. His parents were coming
home late in the evening and that made it the last day of this wonderful
week. I was feeling kinda weird with this. I suddenly felt so afraid of
having to leave. Of having to end this. I knew that I was not feeling
very well and that having to leave tomorrow wasn't going to be easy.

Martin's birthday didn't help one bit. In a month it was going to be my
birthday and I was going to be twenty. No "teen" in the end anymore.
Twenty. I had a lot of things in my mind but I couldn't think clearly
enough. I looked at the pictures in front of me. One of them showed the
four of us together, having fun. Mike, Jay, Sean and me. A group of
friends that had come together in the oddest of circumstances. And at the
same time, two very different couples. The other picture was of Sean and
me. We were holding hands in it and we both looked good and happy. The
picture was breaking my heart. The holding hands were killing me. What
was going on with me? I thought it was going to be different.

__________________________

I know it took me some time longer than usual, but it was not easy.
Martin is a whole new character and putting him in the spotlight was
certainly not an easy task. What do you think about it? I really want to
know.I know some of you probably want to kill me after the epilogue, but
I'm sorry, I had to do it. Please, don't forget to write:
bardiel13@yahoo.com.