Date: Mon, 27 Jun 2005 00:04:55 -0400
From: Patrick <langboy062003@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kurt and Peter

(This is a fabricated series of events. None of the characters are meant to
portray anyone in particular.

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between young
males.  If material of this nature offends you, then you should not
read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in
most states you are not allowed to read this story by law.  Also, the
reader should interpret nothing in this story as advocating any of the
sexual acts or actions contained within the story.

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(This is my first story, so if you would like to send me feedback, my
e-mail address is langboy062003@yahoo.com)

I rang the doorbell of my friend's downstairs apartment. Summer break is
great for just doing nothing and hanging out with your friends. That's what
Kurt and I were doing today. His mom left two days ago for Europe and
wouldn't be returning until the end of July. It was the 15th of June.
Therefore, we had almost an entire summer just to chill and drink and do
whatever we felt like without his mom being there to supervise us. This
would be a great summer.

Well, as I waited for him to come to the door, I kind of did a
check-myself-out take in his window next to the door. I was wearing the
summer attire: kaki cargo shorts with a brown belt, and a green and white
striped rugby shirt, any my hair was normal length with just the right
amount of hair gel to make it "bed head" style. One would say that I'm an
average looking guy; although, I have auburn hair and I tan really well,
and my body is average.

After about a minute and a half wait for Kurt, he opened the door and let
me inside his air-conditioned apartment. They still didn't have any
furniture in his living room after just selling his house and moving there
so that his mom could buy an even bigger house than they had before. Kurt
was wearing the normal wife beater and pajama pants and looked a little
tired, which showed in his pale blue eyes. Everything about Kurt contrasted
because of his 'British' appearance. He had the black hair and the white,
white skin, but his skin had a wonderful complexion and he didn't have too
many pimples. I guess you could say his physique was ok because he had a
little muscle definition.

Kurt and I walked back to his room and I sat on his bed while Kurt walked
over to his closet to get a movie. We started watching the movie and we
were both into it. It was some action flick that I can't remember. Not that
great of a movie, just one that could keep your attention on the screen. I
got up to go to the bathroom once the movie was over and relieved myself.
Once again, I checked myself out in the mirror, making sure my hair was in
the right place and that my shirt wasn't all wrinkled. After I got back I
sat on the edge of the bed and looked over at Kurt. "Hey, what do you wanna
do?"

"I don't know... We could go and get something to eat, but I haven't
showered or anything, yet." he responded to me. I just kind of looked at
him in disdain. He always did this, making me wait around while he groomed
himself. Always walking around half-naked while I just stared at him; but I
guess he never new that it drove me crazy. Really got my loins going,
getting me so hot. I would just lust after him every time that I saw him
without a shirt.

So, in response, I simply said, "Nah. Let's just stay here and do nothing.
Plus, I really don't feel like driving." He looked at me and simply
shrugged. Finally, he walked across the room and into his closet again,
taking out a pair of cargo shorts almost identical to mine, except a
greenish color, and pulled down his pajama pants. As he did this, his
boxers showed, and the slit in the front sort of opened up and I could see
straight into it. Naturally, he didn't notice me do this, because I had
become an expert at checking him out at the right times, and I got a nice
view of his 'package'. He stepped out of the pants and stepped into the
shorts, and once again, I got an excellent view of what I was lusting for
all the time.

After my sneaky maneuver and after he buttoned up his shorts, he came and
sat next to me. Kurt could tell that I looked a little flushed and asked if
I were hot, but I said I was fine. When he sat down, though, my hand
brushed against his left thigh, and he said nothing, so I just kept my hand
there. We started talking about nothing in particular, once again; but as
we were talking I was building up my courage and I began to rub my hand up
and down his and my thigh. Luckily we were sitting so close together that
he just thought I was scratching my thigh and didn't say anything.

I stopped eventually and he continued talking without taking any notice of
anything. This started my mind to race, thinking about whether or not I
would get what I had been lusting after ever since the first day we met at
school. I had two choices: the first was to just ignore everything and stop
while I was ahead OR I could just go for it and hope for the best. Sitting
there that close to him with my hand between us and me not doing anything
was driving me crazy, so I went for the latter choice. To make sure that I
wouldn't scare him, I picked up my hand and let it land on my thigh while
my pinky finger was touching the top of his thigh. My pinky finger was at a
place where I could prod him and not look like I meant to. If he asked me
what I was doing I would simply say, "Oh, sorry. I was pushing on my
leg. Didn't mean to do that."

Sure this was a little far fetched and I'm sure I could come up with a
better answer, but for some odd reason, I really didn't feel the need to
generate a better response. Five minutes late I built up even more courage
and moved my hand over further, and further, and further, until at long
last, my whole hand was on his thigh. He didn't say one thing to me the
whole time I was moving my hand over; in fact, it seemed to me that he was
ignoring it. I left my hand there, on his leg about ten inches away from my
goal, for about five more minutes. This was it, I decided that I couldn't
back down now, so I inched my hand backwards, slowly, towards the middle
where my ultimate goal lay.

Kurt obviously wanted it, too; because during the entire time I was doing
this, he said absolutely nothing to me. After about five more minutes, I
had reached my destination. My hand was right on his upper thigh touching
his pelvic bone that stuck out on the side. Then I did it. I moved my hand
slightly to the right and began to rub. As soon as I did this, he abruptly
quit talking and sat there, staring at his wall. I moved my hand gently in
upward and downward motions, feeling his treasure expanding.

It grew fast, his dick did, that is; and I could tell he was enjoying
himself. He closed his eyes and stared up at the ceiling, letting out a
slight moan. Getting bored with this, I stopped pulled him up onto his bed
so that he was laying normally. Once his head had hit the pillow, I climbed
on after him, except, I climbed up in between his spreading legs. I looked
him in the eyes, and moved my face toward his, but when my lips were an
inch away from his, I moved my head to the right, and kissed down his cheek
to his neck. I licked down his neck to the spot - the spot that drove girls
crazy - and went to town.

He was moaning loudly now and I knew what I was doing sent him into pure
bliss. Kurt then attempted to kiss my neck as I started kissing his
shoulder and I licked right back up to his neck and up the side of his
chin. Our lips were on each others' cheeks and moved closer until they
finally met. His head and my head were locked together by our sensual
kiss. As we kissed, his tongue slowly entered my mouth and began to probe
and I responded in the same way. During our first kiss, I was kneeling and
began to let my body droop down into his. Meanwhile, I could feel his arms
reach for my shirt tail and began to inch it up so that his hands could
feel the bare of my back.

With his hands on my back and our faces pressed together, I began to move
my pelvis around, grinding my rock-hard tool into his, which only drove him
crazier. His hands began to move in two different directions: the left one
moved upward, dragging my shirt with it, and the right one moved underneath
the brim of my cargo shorts and boxers and headed to my firm ass cheeks. I
felt a tight squeeze, and it sent me into ecstasy. I grinded my dick harder
into his which in turn gave me a harder squeeze on my right ass cheek. Our
kissing became more passionate while all this hot grindage occurred.

After a five minute make out session continued, I picked my body back up in
a kneeling position so that I could do two things: let him get my shirt
off, and so I could lick down his body to get things wetter and sloppier.
With the first task done (my shirt taken off), I licked his lower lip and
continued downward with my tongue, over his chin and down his neck until I
got to his chest. He was still wearing his tank-top and so I slid all the
way down to where the end of the tank-top met with the beginning of his
shorts. This he thought, was me going to go for the prize, but I wanted to
tantalize him, so that when it did happen he would be enjoying himself a
lot more than at this point.

I picked up the tail of the tank-top with my teeth and moved it up a few
inches so his bare stomach was showing. Once my tongue met his skin, I
heard him gasp, and moved my tongue, still touching his skin, up, stopping
in certain places like his navel, and the top of his black happy trail.
Laying myself back down onto his writhing body, I used my free hands to
guide the shirt up while my tongue continued to work on his great body.
Soon, my lips and their friend met his left nipple and I slowly closed my
mouth around it, gently nibbling at the same time I was flicking it with my
tongue.  I quit the nibbling and I sucked on his nipple hard which made him
moan into my ear, "OOOHHH. Ugh, god, this is great!" I left the left one
and advance to his right one and repeated the same operation, leaving them
glistening.

Once I could tell he was getting bored with the licking, I used my hands to
shove up his shirt over his head and threw it to the side, as he had done
with mine. I pushed his left arm up against the head of the bed and licked
up towards his armpit and licked furiously. Kurt hadn't been expecting this
so it sent a wave of pleasure that I could feel just in my stomach, poking
my slightly under the ribs.

Smelling his teen boy sweat, it drove my sensing into a frenzy so I had to
move down. I slid my body toward the edge of the bed so that my head was
positioned directly over his shorts. Kurt knew what was coming so he spread
his legs a little further apart and I pushed my head into his lap. My hands
began to unbutton his shorts, leaving the zipper standing straight up,
where I moved my head down so my teeth could get the zipper. I pulled the
zipper down slowly with my teeth, and muzzled my nose in his crotch.

Kurt's dick was tenting his boxers, so I used my hands to pull down his
shorts and boxers. I pulled them all the way off and threw them to the foot
of the bed. With Kurt being completely naked now, I spread his legs further
apart to kiss up and down the insides of his thighs; I knew this drove
girls crazy, so I tried it on him. It worked the way I wanted it to and
moved my hand up to his bouncing rod. My hands slid across his smooth
pelvis and wrapped around his average seven inches of meat. I moved my hand
up and down and moved my head closer to his balls to begin licking them.

At this point, he knew he was close to blowing his guns, so he sat up and
pulled me up. Instead of pulling me onto him, he flipped me over into the
position that he was once in and began to lick my nipples. He paid close
attention to my armpits the way I did and it was driving me crazy. I kept
moaning as he kept licking. Suddenly, I could feel his tongue travel down
to my navel and lick all the way down to the brim of my shorts. He used his
hands to unbutton and unzip my shorts. He, however, did not take them off
right away, but began to wet my penis through the boxers. I could feel his
hot breath all around my cock, and wanted so desperately to let it pop
through my boxers.

He got the point, and pulled everything off. Once again using his tongue,
he spent a large amount of time licking around my dick, smelling and
nibbling my pubic hair and licking my balls. I was moaning loudly at this
point and ran my hands and fingers through his head. This drove him crazy
and all of a sudden, I gasped, and my dick was all the way down his
throat. We just sat there for a minute, because he could feel my balls
pulsing, but I was determined not to end it this way.

After thirty seconds of his nose sending puffs of air into my pubic hair,
my dick calmed down and he began to go up and down. Slowly we got into the
rhythm of it. I wanted to pleasure him, too, while he so willingly
pleasured me; so, I pulled him off of me, and made him put his feet up
around my head. I shifted my body towards the foot of the bed so that his
dick was positioned right over my mouth. My mouth opened wide as I pushed
my head up to take in his gorgeous, cut cock.

As he worked on my prick, I on his, I picked up my finger and started
probing his ass-hole with it. He grinded his ass against it while he
managed to do the same to me. We were moaning and moving in a fluid motion,
knowing that we were both close. He pulled up off of me, and sat on my
face. I knew what to do; so, I used my tongue to lick and rim his clean
hole. This was driving him mad, especially when I would shove my tongue
into his hole.

He bent down to pick up my hand and put my index and middle fingers in his
mouth. Kurt then pushed them back towards me as he leaned down and once
again took hold of my cock in his mouth. I put my fingers to the edge of
his hole and slowly pushed in, both at once. Rapidly, he came off my cock,
and pushed his ass back against my fingers. Was he moaning now! It was so
loud that I had to take my other hand and put some fingers in his mouth to
muffle the noise.

He bent down one more time to make sure my dick was really slippery and
slid his hole towards my engorged member. Once he had positioned his
ass-hole over my cock, he simply sat on it. I gasped out loud as he did. It
went all the way inside, deep inside, his tight hole. Slowly, he moved his
ass backwards and forwards while gently lifting up and down, slightly.

Once we had reached a constant motion, he got up, turned around to face me,
and sat back on it. Kurt repeated the pattern and pulled my body upward,
wrapping his legs around my back, bringing my face to his. While fucking,
we kissed passionately; me, pushing upward with my writhing cock up his
hole; and he, grinding his ass and pinching my nipples to bring me to
release.

I wasn't through yet. I pulled him off of me, and put him on the edge of
the bed facing up. Once I got to the end of the bed with him, watching him
beg for my cock, I stepped off the bed and went in front of him to ram
home. He put his legs on my shoulder as I fucked him, harder by the thrust,
hearing his small whimpers as I fucked him. I watched him grab for
himself. I didn't let him, because I didn't want him to not experience the
bliss, so I positioned my hole over his mouth and let him eat my hole raw,
while he slid two or three fingers inside. I pulled his body toward me so
his dick would be just under my waiting lips; and when I was sure it was
there, I used his same method, slamming myself onto his dick.

The pain I was experiencing was indescribable, yet, the pleasure that was
overcoming my body was, as well, indescribable. Looking at his
pleasure-filled face, I knew he was enjoying every moment of this, and I
wanted him to. This was my first time with a guy, as well as his. I slid
off his cock just enough to leave his head in my anus, making him slam into
my ass hard and fast, the way I knew I would like it. He pushed and pushed
and I clenched every time he was all the way in and pulling out.

Finally, the moment was about to come for both of us to cum. Of course, I
wanted to taste his cum, so I pulled off his red cock head, and moved mine
back to his mouth.  His mouth accepted my prick, once again, willingly, as
I did his. I could feel his tongue flick the head of my dick every time I
would pull out of a thrust; I used my tongue to swirl around his cock while
thrusting.

We were in the sixty nine position for about another thirty seconds when I
felt his cock spasm and that first splash of cum reach my mouth. I
immediately swallowed his cock so his cum slid warmly and gently down my
throat and he imitated my move. He moaned loudly when I came down his
throat just as he came down mine. Once his cock stopped twitching, I pulled
off him, and leaned in to kiss him. Our lips met, as did our tongues, as we
kissed and stroked each others' stomachs until we both fell asleep.

What we forgot, though, was our friend Alex was supposed to be there at
four. The door opened, Alex yelled for us, heard nothing, and walked in,
shutting the door behind him, and walked into the room.

"What - the- fuck?!"