Date: Sun, 23 Aug 1998 18:54:35 EDT
From: JAlize200@aol.com
Subject: Lance

Lance
By Darnell

Being a teenager isn't easy, and being a 15 year old sure isn't easy.  It's
when your hormones are doing loops and you don't know what to do or think.
When I was 15 people always told me I acted kind of funny (as in being gay),
but the people that told me that were people who I didn't like in the first
place.  At that time I only had one friend...well you could say a half friend.
He was my friend when nobody popular was around.  And as sad as it is, he was
the best friend I ever had even to this point now at age 19.  His name was
Lance I knew him since I was in 3rd grade.  He lived down the street from me
and we always ended up going to the same school together.  Lance was in 5th
grade when I met him and like I said I was in 3rd.  Somewhere between his
middle school years and high school years he got mixed up with the wrong
crowd.  He was starting to be known as the trouble maker and was sent to
Juvenile a lot.  Well, my 9th grade year (my first year of high school) I was
happy to see him out of Juvenile. He had a ball head now.  He was 5'11 like
165lbs of pure muscle, and he got a tan so now he has a milk chocolate
complexion.  Damn he looked good.  He also was smoking weed.  He came up to my
house for the next few days just playing around.  I always asked him what was
Juvenile like, all he would say was you wouldn't want to go there.  At 15 I
knew that I was bisexual, and only one other person knew.  That was my
brother.  Lance wore some of the nice things I wish I had.  But I had to watch
myself, cause he never wore shirts around me and he never wore underwear so I
would find myself staring at him up and down and since being 15 got you hard
all the time I had to watch it.  One night my Mom and brother was leaving town
for a week, and they told me to stay with Lance for that week.  I was
thrilled.  The first night though I woke up around 12:00am and Lance wasn't in
his bed.  I walked past the bathroom, it was half open.  I looked in and Lance
was jerking off, I never seen his dick before and it was big. It had to been 8
inches, and from the way he was jerking he must've just started.  He got into
a rhythm, stroking it, and he closed his eyes a little.  I was in awe.  I
couldn't take my eyes off of him and his dick.  But it came to an end, the
phone rang.  I got scared and ran off, he must've seen me.  I ran back into
his room and got into the sleeping bag.  About 5 minutes later he walked in
the room.  I closed my eyes pretending I was sleep, I felt him hovering above
me.
"Darnell you awake."
I laid there not moving.  He soon left me alone and got back into bed, but
things got a little hotter when I got up.  As usual I had a morning hard on, I
would usually take care of it while in bed, but this was someone else's house.
So I just walked to the bathroom and took a piss.  It helped a little but I
slept in sweat pants, and I was still half hard and it was showing.  I walked
into the kitchen and Lance was wearing briefs, of all things briefs.  My hard
soon came back strong, and there was no way to hide it so I didn't.  He was
cooking breakfast, and as his back was turned I looked at his ass.  Damn he
had a nice ass, and his package was even more impressive in those briefs.  He
turned to me while I was drinking my water, and I guess he saw I was hard.
"Damn nigga, you should've took care of that this morning before you got up."
I was a little shocked he said that, but I knew for next time.  I ate the
breakfast he made and it tasted okay.  I told him I was going to take a
shower.  So I went into the bathroom and took my clothes off, I was still hard
as a rock.  I got into the shower and turned it on.  My next step was to get
the soap and take care of my dick.  I soaped my dick up real nice and started
going to work on it.  I was so into it I didn't notice Lance had opened the
door and had a video camera.  And the shower had no curtains or nothing so he
had a clear view.  I was still going at it moaning a little and just as I was
getting ready to cum he said something.
"Wonderful just Wonderful."
I opened my eyes and was angry.  He took the camera and ran out the bathroom.
I locked the door and finished jerking off.  When I came out the shower I saw
that he took my clothes with him.  I walked out the bathroom butt naked into
the room we were staying in.  He was sitting there in the chair with no
clothes on.  He laughed.
"That will teach you not to watch me jerking off."
I asked him where my clothes was but he wouldn't tell me, and with both of us
in the room naked we sort of got excited.  I was starting to get hard again.
He noticed it.
"You getting a little happy ain't you."
I looked at him.
"Well, your dick is at attention also."
We both laughed.  I didn't really care anymore.  I laid on the bed naked while
he watched t.v.  He was still naked and I wanted something to happen so bad.
He got up and laid on the bed next to me.  He put his hands behind his head,
and just laid there.
"Hey Darnell."
"What?" I said
"You know when I was locked down me and my roommates went through this
everyday."
"Really."
I didn't know where this was leading too but all I knew was that me and him
had hard on's touching the ceiling.
"We also did other things."
"Like what?"  I said.
"Well, like if one of my roommates had a hard dick we would take care of it
for him."
I was sort of confused so I said how.  He got up and grabbed my dick.  He
licked the head and went down on it.  I moaned on contact.  It felt so good.
He knew what he was doing.  He took his time and sucked on the head.  And in
about 5 minutes I came in his mouth.  He swallowed every drop.  He then told
me to turn over.  He grabbed some hand lotion and spread it all over and in my
ass.  And all over his dick.  I told him to take it easy, and he said sure.
He grabbed my thighs and pushed in till his head went though.  I was in so
much pain.  But then he hit my prostate and it felt great.  The pain soon went
away and I was moaning for him to do it harder.  He reached around me and
grabbed my now hard dick again.  He started jerking it as he fucked me.  I was
moaning and yelling.  I came in his hand and on his bed, he came into my ass
in 8 shots.  We laid there like that for seemed like hours.  The rest of the
week was just as fun.  We stayed naked all day long in the house, and whenever
either of us got hard we took care of it. 

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