Date: Sun, 6 Mar 2011 13:18:15 EST
From: Mark837042@aol.com
Subject: Backdoor Slider - Ch 4

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This story is completely fictional.  Any resemblance by name or description
to anyone dead or alive is totally coincidental.  This is a love story
between two 16-year old boys.  If this offends you, if you are not of legal
age or if this content is not legal in your area, please do not read this.
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Backdoor Slider - A Love Story.

Chapter 4

I finish vacuuming the living room in Luke's apartment, as some of the dirt
from our filthy uniforms and cleats got on the carpet.  Luke is doing a
load of laundry, consisting of his spermy Cubs t-shirt and his uniform.  My
sex-soaked clothing is currently stinking up the trunk of my car.  I'll
have to do a secret load of laundry when I get home.  I'm wearing the
clothes I sleep in when I stay the night at Luke's: a pair of blue plaid
sleep pants and an old blue t-shirt that Luke has grown out of and given
me.  It is secretly my most prized possession.  I hear Luke coming back
from the laundry area.

"Hey, I just talked to my mom.  She left three messages on my phone wanting
to talk about the game.  She said she was going to bring home a Georgio's
pizza so we could celebrate the perfect game.  I told her to bring two
since you're here and that you're spending the night," he says with one
eyebrow raised.  "Anyway, we have a little more time.  It'll take her at
least another 45 minutes to get here with the pizzas."

"I think we deserve pizza after all that's happened today.  We'll use it as
our one cheating meal for the week.  We'll have to be good all weekend."  I
start to smell myself from under my clean clothes.  "We should really take
a shower," I say without realizing what I'm suggesting.  I am still nervous
from the possibility of being found out.

"Excelllent idea." Luke pinches my butt, which would become one of his
all-time favorite activities.

"Oh, no.  We need to get clean and get this place back in order."  I say.

"It's fine.  Everything looks back to normal.  We have 45 MINUTES!  We can
wash each other's back and other hard to reach areas.  I wont try anything,
I swear."  He can't keep a straight face.

"Oh, all right," like I need that much convincing.

We head to the bathroom and start taking our clothes off on the way,
leaving a trail of stuff on the floor.  With a shock, I realize I'm about
to see him totally naked for the first time.  Wow.  He does a body-builder
pose for me when he realizes I'm admiring his body.

"Nice.  Do you work out?"  I smile as I take off my underwear.

"Hey, you too.  Look at those sexy abs," he laughs as he turns on the water
and pretends to take pictures of me with an imaginary camera.
"Click. Click. Click."  My dick starts to show a little life.  I know where
this is leading.

"So, was that your first time sucking dick?" He asks as he holds his hand
under the water, waiting for it to warm up.

"What?  Do you think I stand out on the street corner at night looking for
hot cock to suck?"  I ask, pretending to be offended.  Luke extends his
arms out to me as he climbs into the shower, which is actually just a tub
with a shower head.  I interlock our fingers in both hands as I step into
the tub and don't let go once I get in.  He extends one finger and pulls
the shower curtain closed with my hand going along for the ride.

"No, no.  I just meant that you really seem like you knew what you were
doing.  How was it?" he pushes our locked hands back and forth.

"Uhh.... all right, I guess."  I don't really know how to put it into
words.

"You fucking LOVED it," he laughs.

Ya, that's about right.  "Ok, I FUCKING LOVED IT," I say as sarcastically
as I can.

"How did you know to do all that to me?"

"I dunno.  I guess I've thought about it a lot... where the sensitive parts
of my own dick are, ya know.  You can't be a good gay unless you know how
to suck dick."

"I'm afraid I wont be very good....  I mean as good as you."

"I don't think that will be a problem.  Plus, you'll get better with
practice."  I look down.  "Look at that, I have a big boner right now!  It
might be time for your training."

"I promised that I wouldn't try anything, and I don't want to go back on a
promise so early in our relationship," Luke says with a devilish smile.

"Get your ass down there."

"Oh, all right.  Let's see what I can do with that," he says as he gets
down on his knees and I let go of his hands for the first time since we
stepped in the tub.

"I should make you wear a pink paper hat and an 'I'm a trainee' button."

He nervously laughs as he starts to jack my dick with his left hand.  Whoa,
I hope I can last at least a few minutes.

"All right, I'm just going to start doing it.  Tell me what feels good."
He puts his mouth over my cockhead and immediately starts sucking up and
down like some dude in a porn.

"Yeah, that feels really good, but remember, you're not just trying to make
me cum.  You should be trying to give me pleasure by giving me different
sensations and make sure I enJOY EVERY SECOND."  My whole body spasms as I
yell out the last two-and-a-half words.  I do well to remain on my feet.
Luke had just stiffened his tongue firmly on that last pass over my most
sensitive area, right below the head.

This last bit really tickles Luke and he has to take his mouth off of me
for a second to laugh.  I look down at him and see that he's been jerking
himself the whole time.  He's rock hard again.  I really like that sucking
me off is giving him pleasure, too.

"I think you know what you're doing." I smile down at him as he swirls his
tongue around my tip.

"I'm a fast learner," he says and immediately goes back to taking me full
on in his mouth.

I leave him to it and don't say anything more.  I think he was just
screwing with me when he said that he was afraid he wasn't any good.  It
sure seems like he's given this as much thought as I have.  I just watch
him and take mental photographs.  Occasionally, he tries some of the
techniques I did to him earlier, but they always make him giggle.  I can
tell that he'd much rather just have me in his mouth than tease me.

After focusing on sucking on my tip for a while, he starts to slide his
mouth down my dick.  He goes in further and further with each bob.  I'm
shocked to see him go all the way down.  I guess my dick isn't as long as I
thought.  He has no problem taking me in all the way.  After a few times
going all the way down and pulling his mouth all the way off my dick, he
starts to pause for a brief moment each time he presses his nose through my
pubes and into my skin.  Just seeing that drives me wild.  I can see him
jacking his own dick really vigorously at this point, and he's starting to
moan.

I know it wont be long for me.  I owe my ability to last this long merely
on the fact that I had just squirted about 15 minutes ago.  If I hadn't
done that, I probably would have lasted all of four seconds in Luke's
mouth.

Suddenly, I feel a hot stream of cum blast me in the left shin.  I look
down to see him shuddering with pleasure, which sends me over the edge.

"Uhhhh... I'm gonna cum, too."  The sensation makes me want to jerk my head
back, but I have to keep it down so I can watch Luke.  Suddenly he pulls
his mouth off of me and starts jacking me off onto his chest.  I want to be
back in his mouth, but I can't complain as I start to shoot.  Six or seven
spurts coat his chest as he squeezes out the last bit of cum from his own
dick.  He starts to rub my spunk around on his chest with his left hand and
continues to squeeze his own dick with his right.

"Uhh Luke, not to be rude... but, don't you want to taste my cum?"  I ask
as I try to catch my breath.

"I'm sorry, man.  I was just a little afraid of what it might taste like.
I didn't want to gag or puke or embarrass myself if I didn't like the
taste."  I remember that Luke has always been a really picky eater.  He
never wants to try anything new food-wise.  It took him a lot of time to
find a vegetable that he could tolerate since we'd started eating healthy.

"Have you ever tasted your own?"

"Nope."

"Cum tastes like nothing else in the world.  Either you like it or you
don't, but if you're gay, you probably like it.  Just give it a try," I
wipe a finger of my cum off his chest.  Luckily the water hasn't washed it
all away.  "Here comes the airplane..."

He smiles so I know he's willing.  He politely sticks his tongue out and I
wipe my finger all over it.  He takes it in his mouth gingerly and a
puzzled look comes over his face.

"Hmmm," he says.  He looks down at his chest, gets another fiingerfull and
puts it in his mouth.  He smacks his tongue around as he savors the taste,
and goes for another finger.  "Mmmmm" he says as he starts searching for
more and quickly starts lapping up all that remains.  "Maybe if I can get a
screwdriver, I can take the cover off of that drain and get to all the
little guys that washed away...."  He smiles and looks up at me.

"There's plenty more if you're a good boy, and it's even better straight
from the source."

"Something to look forward to," he says with a twinkle in his eye.  "Sorry
I doubted the unequaled awesomeness of your cum, man."

"I'll recover somehow.  But now, we've got to get clean."  I grab up the
shampoo.  "I've always wanted to do this."

I squeeze some shampoo into my hands, rub them together and then run my
fingers through his hair.  He looks so sexy as I start to lather up his
hair that I involuntarily move in, wrap my hands around the back of his
neck and press my tongue into his mouth.  He embraces me as we start to
make out under the hot water.  After a couple of minutes, I realize he's
not really into it, but still obliging me to be polite.  Poor guy, he's
been through so much today.  I break away.

"Sorry, man, " I chuckle.  "Ok, no more sexy fun time.  Let's clean up."
We finish shampooing and start to quickly wash our sweaty and dirty parts.
In between washings, Luke starts to poke me in the ribs.  I try to ignore
the first one, but the second one almost makes me slip and fall.

"Quit it, or I'll start kissing you again."

We finally make it out of the shower and I grab a towel.  I quickly put it
over Luke's head and give it a strong rub, soaking up a lot of water from
his sopping hair.  He looks up at me with his wild, wet hair going in all
directions with that same damn sexy smile.

"I just have to tell you know that when you look at me like that, I'm going
to have to kiss you.  Be warned."  I plant one on him.

"Even in public?" he asks.

"Try me."

I move on to dry my body off with his hair towel.  He's gotten another
towel, dries himself off and wraps it around his waist.  He has out his
hair dryer and brush and starts drying his hair.

Finally dry, I leave the bathroom and start picking up our clothes, which
form a path back to the living room.  I put on my white crew socks first,
then I find my sleep pants and boxer briefs, put them on and reach down to
pick up my hand-me-down blue t-shirt, which was all the way back in the
living room.  That's when I notice the smell.  I quickly throw on my shirt
and run back to Luke in the bathroom.

"Dude!  It still smells like fuckin' dirty, sweaty, hot, gay, baseball sex
in there!"

"Imagine that," he smirks and admires his hair in the mirror.  He follows
me out into the living room in his towel.  "Shit, you're right."

I go open the front door and start fanning the room with the door as hard
as I can.

"Go get the bathroom spray.  It's under the sink.  I'll go get some fabric
spray.  My mom keeps a bottle with the laundry stuff."

I run to the bathroom as he runs to the washing machine.  I'm spraying
bathroom spray into the air, and he's dousing the couch with Febreze.  I
sure hope this works.  As he goes back to get dressed, I go back to fanning
with the front door to let the sprays dissipate.  I see his mom walking up
with the pizzas.