Date: Sun, 22 Dec 2013 13:51:15 -0500 From: Greg Norman Subject: summer story chapter 3 First if you shouldn't read this type of story stop. If you are offended by this type of story, don't read it. If you are underage you shouldn't be here, but you are so behave and keep your feet off the furniture. Secondly and most importantly. The good people of nifty provide us with a forum to read and post these stories. This costs real (not fictional) money. I donate, and I don't have a lot, so you guys that can please donate to maintain this site at the link below. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html CHAPTER 3 WHERE TRUE FEELINGS ARE REAVEALED I walked towards my fort smoking a cigarette, on the way home. I noticed, that he had included a couple of fat joints in the pack. I smoked my cigarette as a million thoughts were circling in my preteen head. "How would I explain being with a queer to my parents, what would happen when my friends find out, how could I let Chuck suck me, why did I get hard thinking about it, what will happen now?" I got to my fort, and I hid the cigarettes, lighter and the pot. I walked slowly to the house, and I hoped Mom wouldn't flip out to bad. I went it the house, and I got a bowl of cereal for breakfast. Mom was reading the paper and drinking a cup of coffee. "Good morning, you're up early this morning," she said, as she got up to put her coffee cup in the sink. "You should hurry up, so that you can get to cleaning the windows and screens, before it gets too hot." She took her cup to the sink, and she went to her room to change. I got the bucket and rags from under the sink, and as I was mixing the vinegar and water together it struck me. She didn't know! She didn't know! I was washing the windows, and I didn't believe that she didn't know what happened. My mom could always tell, when I had done something wrong, and she couldn't figure out I spent the night getting high and having homo sex. I was so confused. I finished washing the windows, and I put away the bucket and whisk broom. I told mom, that I was going to the village to play some baseball. I went by my fort to get my smokes, but I made sure I went nowhere near the cottage where Chuck was staying. I started to light a cigarette, but I decide to smoke part of one of the joints, that Chuck left in the pack. I got pleasantly stoned, while I was walking into the village. I played sandlot baseball all afternoon, and none of my friends knew what had happened. I walked back home, and I smoke the rest of the joint. I decided, that I'd put the whole thing behind me, and no one would have to find out about me and Chuck having sex. It would never happen again. I was never going back there, so I would never have to tell anyone what I had done. Having made up my mind, things went much easier. I had dinner with mom and dad, watched TV, took a shower, and I went to my fort to sleep. I was lying on my sleeping bag smoking a cigarette, when I got thinking about the previous night. My cock started to stir, as I thought of Chuck touching my body. My hand slid down to my cock, and I rubbed it through my jean shorts. I soon had my shorts down to my ankles, and I had my cock in my hand. I was thinking of how good it felt, when Chuck sucked my cock. I was stroking my pole, without even realizing that I was fantasying about having sex with Chuck. I had my shorts off, and I lay naked stroking my cock, when it exploded with streams of cum landing on my chest. I drifted off, and I slept until the sound of rain woke me. "Shit," I thought, "it's raining out. Now I get to walk home and get wet. Shit!" I gathered my stuff and hid my smokes, and I ran to the house. I was soaked to the skin, so I went to my room, and I changed out my wet shorts. I slipped on a pair of briefs and jeans and a tee shirt. My mom had breakfast ready for me, when I got downstairs. We talked about the rain ruining any chances of replanting her flowers, so I decided to clean up the basement. I really got into straightening the mess out, by the time I had all the boards and tools put away and the floor swept it was time for lunch. I ate lunch with mom, and afterwards I went back to the basement. I finished the workshop, and I went to work on the storage area. I remembered how good I felt, when Chuck told me what a good job I did scrapping and painting his cottage. I was surprised when mom called down that dinner was ready. Mom and Dad went down to the basement after dinner, while I was doing the dishes. They were amazed at how good it looked. Dad told me, when they got back upstairs, that he was very happy with the way the basement looked, and that since I worked all day, that I could take the whole day off tomorrow. The weather report was good, so I had the whole day to myself to look forward too. I decided to sleep inside, because everything was still wet. I went to my room, undressed and I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow. I had such vivid dreams, I was with Chuck in his bed, our cocks grinding together, seeing our cum shooting out and coating our bellies. I stirred in my sleep, and I felt the warmth as my dick erupted. "Shit, I haven't had a wet dream in ages. Oh, crap there's cum all my stomach and my sheets." I got up and stripped the bed. I put clean sheets on the bed, and I fell back asleep. I never thought about dreaming of being with Chuck causing my wet dream. Thursday was spent in glorious goofing off. I played baseball, went swimming at a local lake with friends and just hung out doing nothing. A perfect summer day, as I was walking back home, I smoked the last of the pot Chuck had given me. "Damn, wish there was more, but I'm not going back to his house." I walked home, and I got ready for dinner. I did the dishes, and I watched the summer reruns with my parents. The buzz I got earlier wore off, and I was trying to figure a way to get more pot, as I got ready to go to my fort for the night. "I know, I'll go see Chuck, but no sex stuff." I dropped my off my cutoffs, and I put on a pair of BVDs. "There underwear, no butt showing, no shirt coming off. If he tries anything I'm gone" I had my plan firmly in place, I wasn't going do any sex stuff with Chuck, I was just going to get high. I went to the fort, and I got my smokes and lighter. I walked down the path leading to Chuck's, and I mentally steeled myself to resist any advances that Chuck may make towards me. I wished my cock wouldn't try and get hard while I was preparing myself. I saw Chuck sitting in a lawn chair smoking a cigarette. I noticed he had put screens around the landing making it a small porch. He stood, as I approached him. I could see, that he was wearing his jeans shorts and a sleeveless tee shirt. "Hey, Little Man nice to see you," he said, as he walked toward me, "I didn't think you were coming back. Did you like the joints I put in your cigarette pack?" "Yeah, they were cool, thanks." "So, you want to get high, I suppose." "Yeah" "Well that's good, because I have some killer hash upstairs." We went inside, and Chuck showed me the new flooring he had installed, and the tile work in the bathroom. "I'll have the bathroom ready to go tomorrow and the kitchen on Saturday," he said, as we went to the door leading upstairs. We settled on the cushions, and he got out a block of hash. He cut a small piece off, and he put it on a pin he had stuck through a piece of cardboard. He lit the hash, and he put a baby food jar over it. He showed me how to inhale the smoke, and I was soon feeling the effects of the heavy smoke. We smoked three pieces of the hash, and I had two beers. I had to pee, but I wasn't going to use the window. I went outside, and I peed by the woods. Chuck was rolling some joints, when I got back in the room. He had taken his tee off, and I could see from the way he was sitting, that he didn't have on any underwear. I could feel my dick start to get hard, and I tried willing it down. I sat on the cushion the farthest from Chuck. He finished rolling the joints, and he came over and sat next to me. He put his hand on my shoulder. "Hey Little Man, I really have missed so much," he whispered in my ear, "You are so hot. I was hoping you would be back." He started rubbing my back, and I knew I should stop him, but it felt nice, and he wasn't touching my skin. "Little Man, the way your nipples get hard, when I touched them really turned me on." "Well I never did anything like that before," I said, as he moved his hand to my chest. I looked down at his hand feeling my hard nipples. It was making me so hard. He pulled my tee up, and I started to say something, but he started to lick them and suck them. I don't quite remember my shirt coming off, but soon he was kissing down my belly. "Little Man you are so freakin sexy. I can't keep my hands off you," he said, as he felt between my legs. I was so hard, and his hand touching me didn't help any. He was kissing me, and he kept pushing his tongue in my mouth. My cock was pushing up in my BVDs, and his hand was grabbing it. "Oh god, Little Man you're so hot," he crooned, "your cock is so nice." I watched, as he unbuttoned the brass button on the top of my cutoffs. I know, that I was supposed to leave, but it felt so nice. I guess, that I had to lift my butt up, because he soon had my shorts off, just leaving me in my tight white BVDs. He felt my cock, and he slid a finger inside the legs. He was playing with my balls in my briefs. "I tell you what Little Man, I'm going to my bed," he said, as he stood and dropped his shorts. "You can come along, or you can stay here and smoke a dobie, but if you come to my bed leave those briefs here." He picked up a joint and his lighter and walked to the bed. I could see his balls through his legs. He lay on his back, and I could see his 6 inch cock sticking up from his pubes. I know I was supposed to grab my clothes and leave, but I found myself walking over to his bed. "I guess, I should take these off," I said, as I pushed my briefs off and stepped out of them. My four inch cock stood straight up from my scant pubes. I looked at Chuck his six inch cock was oozing precum on his belly. I hadn't really ever been around a guy with an uncut cock before. I could see the head of Chuck's cock sticking out from under his foreskin. There was a long string of gooey precum forming a pool on his belly leaking from the end his cock. He took my hand, and he pulled me into the bed next to him. We started to kiss, and his hands were feeling me all over. He took my right hand, and he put it on his cock. I felt it, as he was fondling mine. I felt his cock. It was so soft and hot to touch, and then he turned, so we were facing each other's cocks. The head of his cock was shinny with his precum. I felt him kissing inside my thighs, and he licked my balls. "Go ahead Little Man, kiss it," he said, and I kissed the gooey head of his cock. I had tasted the salty fluid coating it. I pushed the rest of the skin back revealing the helmet shaped top of his cock. The smell was overwhelming causing me to stiffen even more. I kept kissing it, and I felt his hand on the back of my head. It just seemed so natural, that I had the head of his cock in my mouth, before I know what I was doing. "Easy, Greg, watch your teeth, just go slow, take your time. Oh yeah that's so nice," he crooned, as I started to suck him, "use your tongue, oh yeah so good." I felt his finger going through my hair, as I explored his cock with my mouth. He rolled, so that I was over him. I was going up and down on his cock trying to copy what he had done to me on my first visit. I felt him rub my butt cheeks, my cock rubbing the top of his chest. I felt him spread them, and I felt something wet as he started licking in my crack. I can't put in to word the sensation I felt, when he started to lick my hole. I picked up head, and I moaned. He pulled my hole wider, and I felt his tongue slide in me. "Oh god, what are you doing," I cried, as his tongue pushed inside my most private spot. My cock was twitching, and he took a hand and pushed me back down to his cock. I took it back in my mouth. He was pouring precum in my mouth. I tried to swallow the precum, and his cock slid right down my throat. I felt his pubes on my nose. It felt so right. My preteen brain was in overload, and the combination of his cock in my throat, his tongue in my ass and my cock rubbing on his chest caused me to erupt with long streams of cum down his chest. He reached down and pushed my head down on his cock, and he pushed his hips up. I felt his cock swell, as he released his spunk in my mouth. I tried to swallow it all, but a lot of his cum slipped out of my mouth. His pubic hairs were sticky with the cum that had leaked from my mouth. I was coated is a layer of sweat mixed with spunk. The small loft was filled with the aroma of male sex. My breathing returned to normal, as Chuck and I lay next to each other. "Little Man every time we get together I wind up covered in cum and smelling like a two dollar whore on Saturday night," he said, as we lay next to each other. "We are kinda messy, aren't we," I said, still trying to get over the sensations my body felt during the sexual encounter. My butt was still damp from having Chuck's tongue all over it. "That Little Man is a major understatement," he replied, "I am going to go down and clean up with the hose." "Why use the hose," I asked, "there is a great swimming hole just down the road." "Where, I've never seen a swimming hole." "It's just a little ways from here. I'll show you," I said, as I got off the bed, and started for the stairs. "Hey, Little Man don't you think you should put some clothes on first?" "Nah, it's just down the road. No one will see us," I said, as we were leaving Chuck grabbed two towels from a stack of laundry. We walked down the road, and we went into the old manor grounds I showed Chuck where the hedges split to get to the pond. The moon was bright enough, so we could see the other side of the pond. "This is awesome Little Man," Chuck said, "I never even knew this was here." "I swim here all the time it's great," I said, and I told him all about the underwater spring. We swam for a while, and then he got out and laid down on one of the towels. I could smell the pot he was smoking, as I swam in the cool water. He waved at me, and he was watching the sky. I got out of the pond, and I walked over to him. He was lying back with his eyes closed. I looked down at him, and I could see his now soft cock. It was about 3 inches, and the head was covered up with the foreskin. I wondered what it felt like to have skin like that. My cock started to stir again, as I thought about sucking him earlier. I took the other towel, and I put it down to pad my knees. I knelt and took his cock in my hand. It looked like a sausage, and it felt so soft and spongy in my hand. I bent down and put it my mouth. I felt it swell, as I sucked it. Chuck started to moan, and he ran his fingers through my hair. I started to speed up, as his cock grew to its full length. "Whoa, Little Man, slow down make it last." Chuck softly coached me on the fine art of cock sucking, as we were by the pond in the moonlight. I got into pleasuring him, as I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock. He started to pump with my bobbing. My cock was swollen, as I went down on the man meat before me. I don't know how I knew to swallow it, but soon I was sliding up and down the stiff 6 inch pole. I could feel him grow closer, and before I could pull off he swelled larger and delivered another load of cum in my mouth. My cock was still hard, and I reached for it, so I could relieve the pressure, but Chuck pushed my hand away. He got up, and he pushed me back on the towel. He pushed my legs open, and he took my cock I his mouth. I knew he wasn't going to let me cum anytime soon. He went from sucking my young cock to sucking and licking my balls. He pushed my legs back, and he started to lick my butt. I didn't know why it felt so good having him lick my hole, but it did. His hands went to my chest, and he fondled my nipples and he tweaked them. My breath was coming gasps, as I felt the orgasm rising between my legs. He had my cheeks spread pushing his tongue in my hole, when I started to shoot watery streams of cum onto my belly. He rose from my hole, and he licked the cum from my belly. We kissed sharing tongues in the moonlight by the pond. I can't tell you what happened, but the next thing I knew I was being sucked lying in Chuck's bed. As I return to wakefulness I noticed the morning sun slowly coming in the window. Chuck was slowly sucking me. He didn't make me wait, and soon I was cumming in his mouth. We kissed exchanging my cum mouth to mouth. "I thought that would wake you up, Little Man, you crashed next to the pond last night," he said, "and you didn't even stir, when I carried you back." "Thanks, it was great," I replied, "Do you want me to did it to you?" "No time Little Man, I got to go," he returned, "Now I am going to be gone tomorrow, but I am going to be putting the kitchen together on Saturday. Do you think you can come over in the morning and help?" We got dressed and went downstairs. We exchanged kisses, and I went back home looking forward to the next time.