Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2000 20:24:40 -0800 (PST)
From: bardiel13@yahoo.com
Subject: steven and the turners 8

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: A lot has happened in the last few chapters but I still keep
receiving positive feedback. I'd like to hear from those who think this
story is not so great, too. I love to hear your comments so keep the
mails coming. I have a lot of things in store for the boys, so stay
tunned for more.

Chapter 8: Versions of things.

I woke up pretty early that morning. At first I didn't know were I was. I
hadn't slept that well in a long time, and it was hard to clear my mind.
The next thing I felt was his body pressed against mine. He was holding
me, with his arm around my chest. I felt his skin against mine, and took
in the picture. I smiled. I smiled because I felt so happy, so fulfilled.
I watched as his chest moved with every breath he took. I felt each
breath in my skin. I reached with one hand and moved a lock of his hear
which was covering his forehead. I loved that face. He seemed so
peaceful.

The sight of my lover, resting beside me, holding me softly, was almost
too much. I moved my head enough so I could kiss him on the forehead. I
brushed my lips softly against it and gave him a gentle kiss. He was the
reason of my happiness. We had been together for a little more than a
month, but I was sure I loved him. He was everything to me. I kept
staring at him for who knows how long, until I felt him stir. He opened
his eyes for just a second and closed them right back. He smiled that
precious smile and opened his eyes once more.

"What are you looking at?" he was still half awake.

"You" I said matter -of- factly.

"Nothing better on TV?"

"I don't think that there's anything better than this!"

"You give me too much credit"

"Well, I wouldn't mind waking up by your side more often. You really look
lovely when you are sleeping!"

"Thank you! I love sleeping!"

He always had some kind of comeback ready, and he just couldn't resist
the chance.

"You really had to say that, didn't you?"

"I'm sorry. I love you!" and he kissed me on the lips. The kiss became a
little wilder and he climbed on top of me. His morning hardon pressed
against mine, and while it was pleasurable, it reminded me I had to use
the bathroom bad. Talk about ruining the moment. But I also got another
idea.

"I'm going to get a shower!" I said without looking at him.

"Does it have to be now?" he asked quite disappointed.

"Yes, it has"

"Ok, pass me the remote" was all he said. He obviously hadn't thought
about it or he really had never considered it.

"Would you like to join me?" I called without turning back. He jumped of
the bed and run past me, taking the chance to slap me in the butt.

"Is that a yes?"

"You bet!" he was obviously happy with the prospect.

I let the water run until the temperature was just right. I stepped into
the shower first and got under the running water. I never even turned
back to look at him. After a few minutes, I turned around, and saw him
standing there, his hands over his soft member and he looked a little
embarrassed, but he was still smiling.

"What are you waiting for? The hot water won't last forever!"

"Are you sure you don't mind?" you could tell he wanted to do it, but he
held back. I knew what he was thinking.

"It's all right. I've thought about it many times. Just come in here and
let the water soak you up."

He came in and he brushed against me, coming into the water. His face was
inches away from my own and I looked at his eyes before I kissed him. I
held him closer, placing my hands on his back, feeling his chest against
mine. I grabbed the soap and started at his back. He was making different
sounds off pleasure, which were partially silenced by our kiss.

We broke the kiss and I took the chance to lather his legs and feet. I
avoided his crotch, which was by now semi- hard.

I took special attention to his chest and nipples, twitching them a
little every time. I kissed him on the neck, just above the mark I had
left. I had to laugh a little at that, but he only gave me a strange
look. He took the soap from my hand and repeated every thing I had done
to him. He held me by the waist and motioned me to turn around. I could
feel his hands parting my ass cheeks and then his hot tongue against my
hole. He was doing a fantastic job. I took my cock in my hand and started
beating it furiously. Volley after volley of cum hit the shower wall,
leaving me almost out of breath. I turned around and took him in my mouth
completely, making him gasp with the sudden wave of pleasure. He thrust
his hips in perfect unison with my sucking. In less than five minutes, he
exploded in my mouth, rewarding me with a huge load, which wasn't going
to be wasted.

We both went out of the shower and we took our time drying each other
off. Since I wore my hair fairly short, I could style it with my hands,
but he had to comb himself and I didn't want to be near when he saw
himself in the mirror.

"What the fuck!!" he cried out.

"Everything ok?" I asked innocently poking my head through the door.

"Look what you've done!"

"What is it?" I pretended I couldn't see anything wrong. "I can't see
anything... besides that huge hickey on your neck!" I burst out laughing.

"It's not funny!" he cried once more. "What am I going to tell my
mother?"

"Oh, you're always such a cry baby. She won't even see it if you put a
band aid on it, and wear a shirt, and a scarf!" I couldn't stop laughing.

"HA, HA, very funny! But I'm not kidding! Why did you do it?"

"I branded you. That's my mark so everyone knows you are taken. You
belong to me" I was making fun of him and he was starting to break. I
knew he wanted to laugh, but he was not giving me the satisfaction.
"Besides, your mother won't say anything, she will surely notice, but she
won't comment on it out loud. The only ones who will bother you are your
brothers. You will not hear the end of it. But you can always tell them
Grace did it to you and brag about it!"

"You did it on purpose! You wanted them to tell you about it, didn't you?
You are such an idiot!" but he wasn't angry.

"But a cute, nice idiot, am I not?"

He tried to look angry but he quickly changed his face into a wide grin
and tackled me. He was on top of me in a matter of seconds. I had put my
boxers on but he was still naked. He tried to give me a hickey but he
didn't get the same results. He left a mark, but not as big as the one
I'd given him. We laughed for a while, wrestling playfully on the floor
before we got dressed for breakfast.

Jay woke up and felt his dick standing at it's full seven inches pressed
against Mike's ass. He recalled the events of the night before and
smiled. He had had sex for the first time and with his best friend's
older brother. He felt great. He had seduced the older guy and they had
sucked each other off. He had relished in the power he had. He was in
control. He was pleased but he knew that Mike was just a tool. He felt
nothing for him, besides lust. He had someone to experiment and getting
off with, but that was all. He still had plans for Sean.

He moved his hand to Mike's cock and started pulling at it, sliding the
foreskin back and forth. He got up from the bed and moved to the other
side of the bed. He lifted the covers and took Mike's hot hard member in
his hand. He lowered himself and took it in his mouth. He watched Mike's
face as he slowly woke up. Mike wasn't even fully awake but he obviously
liked what he was feiling. He watched Jay as he went up and down on his
cock. He instinctively placed his hand on Jay's head and started playing
with his hair, guiding his movements, forcing him to take in more of his
demanding cock. Jay stopped for a second and before anyone said anything
he went for mike's balls. He repositioned himself so his cock was inches
away from Mike's face. Mike was groaning louder, he felt Jay's hot tongue
all over his balls. He took Jay's cock in his mouth and started taking it
deeper, inch after inch. He felt a finger between his legs and he spread
them wider giving his friend better access to his virgin hole. Mike had
never played with it before, and was surprised to see how good it felt.
Jay pressed it harder against the pulsing hole and felt a little
resistance at first, but then he had it all the way in. It felt awkward
at first, but the feeling was soon replaced by one of complete joy.

"Blow me!" Mike ordered before returning to pleasing his partner.

Jay didn't doubt it for a second. He continued to suck him harder and
faster. Mike's hand was on his head again, demanding that he took it
deeper into his throat. He gagged for a second and thought he was going
to pass out, but he relaxed once he had it down his throat. Mike was
overwhelmed by the incredible feelings and started to cum almost
immediately.

"I'm cummming!" he cried. "Take it" "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH"

Mike was surprised by the power of his orgasm, it was the greatest
feeling ever. Jay continued to swallow as much as he could, but he choked
a little and some of the fluid dribbled down his chin. He licked Mike's
cock clean, drinking every drop of the precious liquid.

Mike was completely out of it, but Jay was still hard. He stood up and
started to jack off right above Mike's face. With a big groan he let
loose his powerful climax, causing each spurt to land on Mike's face.
Mike tried to catch each drop, but his face was soon covered with cum.
Jay laid beside him and proceeded to lick his face clean, and he was
quite surprised when Mike kissed him full on the lips. Soon they were
both kissing, their tongues exploring the other's mouth, tasting Mike's
cum in Jay's mouth.

After a few minutes of silence while they caught back their breaths, Mike
stood up.

"I need to use the bathroom" he said.

"Sure. The second door to your right" he said pointing in it's direction.

Jay was still in his post orgasmic stupor. He felt so weak and tired.
While Mike had been very passive the night before, he seemed to be
completely different that morning. He wasn't sure why, but it had felt a
lot better. He certainly couldn't compare it with any other experience,
but the thought of continuing doing stuff like that with Mike was very
appealing. And they were going to continue, after all, he was in charge.

Mike stood in front of the mirror after freshening up a little. What had
just happened? He couldn't believe he had just had sex with Jay. He had
expected his first time to feel different. He didn't know how, but it
wasn't the way he had imagined.

After blowing his cover and finding out Jay was also gay, he had let the
boy do with him whatever he wanted. He couldn't even say no, although he
wanted to, didn't he? He had abandoned himself to the wonderful feelings,
and Jay had sucked him off before he could think about it. Not only that,
he had asked to return the favor without thinking, totally out of his
mind after the greatest orgasm of his young life. An this morning, he
woke up feeling indescribable pleasure. The moment he saw what Jay was
doing, he wanted to stop, but he couldn't. He was completely overcome by
lust and he had done it again. It was great, without a doubt. And he
wanted more. He felt guilty, but he also felt really hot. He couldn't
stop replaying the recent events and he was lost once more to his lust.
He felt his cock getting harder again but he dared not touch it. He had
to leave before he did anything stupid. But at the same time, he knew
that he wanted to stay.

The moment he remembered Jay's brothers, he shuddered. How would he
explain his presence to them or to his parents? He returned to the room
and saw Jay who had just finished dressing sitting on his bed.

"I have to go, now. Maybe we can talk later?" he stated.

"Sure" said Jay, a little surprised at this development.

"I'll see you around then!" he tried to smile, but he couldn't. He left
the house feeling a wide range of emotions. He felt confused, guilty,
afraid, hot, guilty, disgusted, hot, ashamed, sexy. He wanted more, but
why? This wasn't what he wanted. On the way home he tried to make up his
mind and he decided he was going to have to talk to Jay about it. That
could never happen again.

Jay realized that Mike must have been freaking out. He didn't quite get
it, after all, the sex was great and he had enjoyed it, no doubt. He was
sure he wasn't going to let Mike back out on this. He was there for him
until he decided otherwise.

He went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. After breakfast, he
decided he would call Sean in the afternoon. He was extremely happy with
the recent events. He was satisfied for the time being. But Sean was
still in his mind. He had to find out his doings. Sean would certainly be
surprised to see him!

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Will Jay do the unthinkable? Will he confront Sean with the truth? What
does he really want? Stay tunned for more.