Date: Mon, 24 Sep 2007 15:41:55 -0400 From: Math Wreck Subject: Moment in the Sun 1 I admire those Niftywriters who refuse or neglect to place a disclaimer above or around or all over their stories. So I'm gonna be one of them cool guys. If you have an opinion on my story, I'd love to read it at anexperimat@gmail.com. I've been reading Nifty since I was 13, so I guess I consider this my "thank you" story not only to all of the talented writers I've read over the years but also to the Nifty Archive itself, which was (and is) an undeniably awesome resource for a lonely gay kid like myself. Enjoy. The capital letters represent italics. Moment in the Sun Part 1 "Here are the terms." Jackie seemed to be enjoying this. "Whoever wins, they get to do whatever they want with the face of the loser." There were stunned faces all around the group. "What!? That's fucking sick..." James paused to look around at three complacent faces. "I mean...they...I mean...the winner could fuckin', I don't know...SHIT on me if they wanted to!" "Hah. I know I would." Rex bluntly put. Brian was cracking up at this remark, and added, "It's like you already know you're gonna lose" "Shut up Brian! It's not that, it's--" "Wait a minute man, I'm not done." Jackie intervened. "After the loser receives his...punishment for failing to pin his opponent, he gets a reward." A pause and a subtle grin. Jackie was REALLY enjoying this; he had total control, and knew his companions would not merely listen, but follow without fail. "Yeah!? What?" From anger to impatient curiosity, James was falling into line. "The "loser" gets to do whatever he wants with the "winner"'s ASS." Jackie stated flatly, deadly serious. "Ahhahahaha!" Brian was slamming his hand down on the damp mesh, again getting a kick out of Jackie's terms and the whole situation. "Wait...what? This is so lame! It's like there's not even a winner or a loser! How is that even a "reward"? It's just--" "Jay, are you gonna PAR-TI-CIP-ATE or not?" Rex interrupted. At Rex's stern and questioning look, James quieted himself. He knew what would happen if he refused to go along with the group's consensus. He experienced the result of that mistake once before, and he wasn't going to let it happen again. For being his so-called "friends", they could be pretty damn harsh and cruel sometimes. "Hmph." He crossed his arms and blew out a big heave of air. "Fine. Whatever." It was understood that if most of the group was going to agree on one idea, then there could and would be no lone objector. Especially if HE stood so unsupported. All would participate. That is just the way it worked with them. Seated along the trampoline's circular edge were four teenaged boys, aged 15 to 16. The youngest of the four was Brian, a heavily tanned and slightly bulky 15-year-old who laughed at everything and seemed to be along for any ride another offered him. Only one month his senior was James, the constantly-cautious boy of the group. Thanks to his unconsciously-inward demeanor, he seemed to have something untouched and wild inside of him...or so a stranger might speculate. He was vulnerable, sensitive, and the easiest to pick on - as Rex and Jackie well knew - It was as if these two boys consistently plotted in whatever they did to somehow (albeit playfully) embarrass or rile James up. He was on the verge of tan again this summer, as he was pale by nature, always reverting to his true color every fall and winter. With a most similar body despite his increase of age, Jackie was the aforementioned 16-year-old self-appointed leader of the group, even if it went unspoken. His moderate tan and mischievous expression well accompanied his status, being clever and deft no matter the situation. He made the rules for their games, and always came up with the most interesting ones at that. Any situation to him was just another to mold according to his instructions. The oldest was Rex, who by all means was the biggest, boldest, and bravest of the four. He was their physical guardian, so to speak. With weight-training for football and a whole slew of asshole Seniors to deal with in school, it was no wonder he was the defender of the four, should any trouble arise. Even if his unspoken role was a "caretaker" of sorts, he was by no means gentle. In fact, he was arrogant and untouchable. These traits merely served to make his place in the group all that more challenging and interesting. The day was infinitely hot. These four boys, friends since early childhood, hung out almost every day in their mutual Philadelphia suburb across the river. They were sweating in the backyard of Jackie's house, located in the center of their neighborhood and shielded well by the tall faded-wood fences of the empty neighbor's yards that surrounded. Each boy only wore swimming trunks - Jackie didn't have a pool and neither did the others in their respective backyards, but the boys were always willing to strip down for any chance of a cool spray of water over their bodies on a burning afternoon like this one - even if it was from a simple sprinkler, or a thumb on the tip of a garden hose. "First up, James and Rex, on account of the dare conditions." Jackie shiftily proclaimed. This was Jackie's sneaky excuse to see James get really pissed off and riled up, or so James thought. He was always the most entertaining when he was this way, as he so rarely let his emotions fly. It was obvious to Jackie from the start that it would take something physical, forceful, and extreme to see the real James. To witness the side he had under such flimsy control everywhere else except...in the presense of these three. The entire situation stemmed from the boys playing a boring game of Truth or Dare earlier in the day, back in Jackie's air-conditioned house, where they gathered on most boring Summer days. It was all Jackie's idea, of course. He said, "I dare two of you three to wrestle outside, on the trampoline." Okay. Fine. No big deal. A bit bland, but Rex had known Jack longer than his younger two counterparts: He clearly had something up his sleeve. The only boy who had a problem with this set-up sat uncomfortable on the edge of trampoline, mouth agape in response to the unexpected condition. "Are you kidding Jack? Fucking REX?" He knew that Jackie's word was very close to law in their small circle. No matter how much he wanted otherwise, he knew he would always end up defeated... if he wanted to keep hanging around these guys, of course. Jackie didn't need to explain his decision. "S'right, Jamie, we're gonna fuckin' throw down!" Rex confidently responded, shining and shamelessly flexing in the bright sunlight. "Ugh..." James groaned at the idea of being suffocated by the almost unnatural amount of muscle Rex supported. With the afternoon light waning into their eyes, and the parents absent, the boys were ready to get wet again. "Alright, remove the trunks!" Jackie declared his newest term. So clever, this kid. "What!? You gotta be fuckin' kidding me! This is getting ridic--" James was stopped short of completing his argument when before he knew it sat a suddenly-nude Rex, squatting on his knees in the center of the trampoline, tanned and glistening from water and sweat. He had his hands resting on those knees, first looking and smiling cheekily at Jackie, then switching his gaze to James, who was looking quite shocked. He lowered and scrunched his eyebrows at the trunk-clad kid in front of him, only 1/2 year his junior. "You gonna do it, or what?" Feeling the pressure of the moment (not to mention the unbreathable, sweltering New Jersey heat), James nervously glanced at Brian, who, sitting behind Rex was merely grinning, seemingly at everything and everyone, as if there was there wasn't a worry in the world and the tune in his head would never end. He should just give up on this kid, he thought. Now looking at Jackie instead, searching for some ease and comfort out of the situation, the boy simply gave him a look of "Well...why not?" and proceeded to offer a waving, pushing gesture with his hands, almost as if to say "Here you go, you're up". So as a last and final resort, he looked into Rex's eyes as if to plead for the sake of his...was it dignity? hoping to gain some form of appeal from the bold and muscled teen. Looking incredulous, Rex scoffed as if insulted and looked away from the pathetically pleading James like a picky housecat turning its nose up at its food. James was definitely not making any leeway in this moment, which was threatening to expose him in such a personal display. INTENDED to be a display or not. These were...just the rules of the game...right? Jack's...terms. "God damn...you guys..." Defeated and wobbling, James stood barefoot and topless like the rest on the cold dripping rubber of the trampoline, and inched in a bit from the edge, towards Rex in the center. Gulping and oh-so-nervous, he was thinking of nothing but WHAT he had to offer them in the way of his...visuals. This was the first time he had bared himself in front of his friends. The most nude he had been in front of them was at their last few sleepovers - being in clad only in boxers was really no big deal. There wasn't anything sexual about it if one didn't wish to think so. But now, however...being naked was....When Rex had removed his trunks, James had surprised himself. He hadn't looked straight at his cock, but instead at Jackie and Brian. Just as he thought, these two were obviously ogling the tough boy unabashedly in front of them. He had even looked past Rex to see Brian inching his way to the right so as to get a better view and - had Rex turned toward Brian to allow that? No...Just his imagination. In all of his anxiety, what do you expect? Speaking of Rex's "state"...what was it? No time to notice that now! As if one couldn't correctly guess, this was James' own primary dilemma. He was...almost...completely...hard. He didn't know why, and especially couldn't help it either. He knew questioning it sure didn't help, anyway. James just couldn't let the guys know by his 'state' that he was...more than enjoying the moment. He didn't feel it in his head, but his dick didn't lie. As soon as Jackie's terms left his lips, James' libido perked up, so to speak, and there was nothing he could do to change this, to his dismay. Gulping again, James shut his eyes tight as he simultaneously hooked both of this thumbs into the elastic waistband of his swimming shorts. "Damn Jackie's yard's lack of a pool, at least the water could hide this..." Suddenly, James felt his shorts being yanked down to the base of the trampoline by impatient hands. His thumbs were hooking into thin air now as he glared straight ahead, between and above the heads of a grinning Rex and Jackie as his full-on boner slapped against his taut lower abdomen. This was mortifying. "Oh God damn this, fuck this! I'm not having any f--" James went to pull his shorts back up, blushing intensely along the way, but he was stopped short. Tugging at the sides of his shorts still pooled around his slim ankles, he couldn't understand why this elementary method of his wasn't working until he looked down. There was a hand placed flat in between his legs, pressing the shorts down into the rubbery material below. "Defeated again..." James muttered to himself as his still-bent upper body lifted his head back up to meet the eyes of his nosy friends. Embarrassed or not, he was just going to have to put up with this, faced with the sheer force of will that the combination of Jackie and Rex had. Brains and brawn. Ugh... But wait! Just a quick peek at the squatting boy holding his trunks down and...hey! Rex has a semi! Maybe this will be alright! At least a little bit tolerable, sharing the almost-same state as Rex and all. Maybe the guys won't say anyth- "Whoa, dude, you're pretty fuckin' hard." Jackie bluntly exclaimed, not intending to embarrass the boner-clad kid. "Hahaha dude he's fucking THROBBING!" Brian was filling in James' mortified background with laughter. Great. "Psshhh..." Rex let James' trunks free from his hold, crossed his bare, bronzed arms, and looked knowingly to Jackie after his quick glance, sizing the poor kid up. It was James' turn to respond to the situation. "There. Fine. See? Great. I'm naked." Stepping out of his shorts, James gently pushed them to the covered edge of the trampoline for safe keeping. Accepting his defeat completely, he planted himself indian-style in his original seating position with a very different color to his face and a very different state to his body. That boner wasn't going down anytime soon, and he knew it. Jackie, ever excited by James' inevitable acceptance, ran back to the house and swiftly twisted the cold knob for the equally chilly water to suddenly pump through and fill the green snake-like hose he handled. Running back to the trampoline in the corner of the yard, and jumping atop the slick rubbery surface, he was more than ready. The day was definitely hot. Within this tangle of limbs, there was some enjoyment to be had; the boys trying their best to not have their faces react as their tingling bodies would have liked them to. Jackie kept the spray of hose water high, keeping the slick and shining Rex and James on their toes thanks to the smattering chill of the brisk garden hose water. But Rex, he was quick. He slid under James after he bounced once more and wrapped his slick soaking arms around James' above his head, entangling them both. James' lower end landed flat out, legs abruptly atop Rex's, lying perfectly still for a moment, end to end. James could feel Rex's swelled and pulsing cockhead lying just along the top ridge of his asscrack. This was a surprise to James. He hadn't noticed Rex's condition until now - he was too focused on not being pinned and inevitably suffocated almost to the point of asphyxiation. Rex could be pretty rough, even when he was only playing around. After first taking a break to enjoy the moment without seeming too suspicious, Rex applied another sudden burst of energy. With curiously little resistance from James, Rex's knees flew up, capturing the crooks of James's atop his own. Here were these two teens, wrapped up in one another's arms, James's up and behind his head, Rex's just above, still holding strong. James' feet dangled just above Rex's own, his heels resting along and bobbing on Rex's shins. Just then, Rex plunged his groin directly up into James' butt, causing not only a squeal to come from the young teen, but a bit of slobber, too. James was drooling. "Ewwww man..." Brian called absently. He and Jackie were silently watching the spectacle progress all along, knowing that this kind of moment was rare: When James would savagely go all out to fight against being dominated. They had seen it before, when James had got into his first and only fight in the 8th grade. The blood running from his crooked nose and the bruised knuckles said it all. It was invigorating to watch, back then and now - this time with the additional sounds of the heavy, laborious breathing, and the slapping, sliding skins that Rex and James' bare contact provided. They knew that this was not a moment they could intrude too much on, if they could help it. Yeah, James was savage, attempting to fight his way out of Rex's hold with sheer shaking force, but he was absolutely caught. He swallowed as the rest of his loose saliva escaped from the side of his gaping gasping mouth, landing next to Rex and quietly soaking into the trampoline. "Hah, oh, mm. Sorry Rex." Breathless. Rex called from below, "S'cool." quietly thinking, "he's really enjoying this" and then with an inner smirk, "fag". But they were still wrestling. Just wrestling. There was no denying that much. Pin and avoid getting pinned, that's all. The boys' waists were smashed against one another, groin to cheeks, both restlessly aiming straight towards the clear sunny sky. James' cock was rampantly twitching now, as his skin curiously sung for more, more contact. The goosebumps and the anxiousness would just melt away if he would hold me properly, James mused and immediately questioned... This temporary and bizarrely comfortable spooning was only exemplified by the idea of the strange position these two boys opted to cup themselves in, as well as the charming, tickling sensations that James' damp and stringy cheek-length hair was giving the sides of Rex's face and broad shoulders. James could do nothing but focus on the highly erotic and definitely wild situation he was forcing his body to be the centerpiece of. And for good reason. Even while looking so blank and shining from above, James, this newly freed teenaged animal, was secretly concentrating on bringing himself to the inevitable climax of this glorious show. Rex was having a dilemma of his own, however asimilar. With his cock riding along James's crack like a hot dog freshly settled in a bun, he was so ready to blow. He had tons more self-control than he knew, however, as he lay in wait for their struggles to set his own waiting load off when James abruptly began to further strain against Rex's hold, quietly emitting a low, rumbling groan of "oooh....". Jackie noticed a new and copious drop of precum form at James' hot and exposed slit. It fell onto his warm torso as it was expelled by James' own gripping reproductive muscles. It seemed to build up fast as Rex realized what was going on with the naked boy above him. In Brian's direct sight, ever enthralled, was James' stiff cock laying flat against his tummy, throbbing and oh-so-ready to spill. Suddenly, James began to rapidly hump the air above him, as if attempting to fuck himself into the sky. This action subsequently caused his butt to slam down into the crook that Rex's thighs and torso formed with reckless abandon. James lost any remaining control. Rex's cock was in the center of that crook, and the younger boy was skimming it with his butt on every forceful downthrust. "Aah, aah...ahh....I'm...gonna....cummm..." His arms still tightly held and his midsection twisting and writhing across the expanse of Rex's groin, Rex lay stunned, watching and most definitely feeling the raging intensity from below. As James relinquished himself to the result of all of this sensual buildup, and felt his balls drawing up in their sac, he briefly contemplated the sight his actions must have been providing. The angle from the front, and from the open sky...And hell - what about from the bottom!? Through the porous trampoline with the sun illuminating one mophing silhouette, this bouncy activity must have been quite the sight. This very same bouncing didn't do much to "help" Rex's situation either, Rex thought, as the wet and pliant trampoline material cupping his butt felt strangely satisfying and pleasurable to him. Each bounce and slam was nothing he had known before. If there was anytime he could take humping seriously, then HOLY HELL this was it. The two watching boys were receiving the most astonishing, intimate show of their lives. Here they were, less than two feet away from this pulsing, grinding display, emanating from who else but their very own two best friends. A double view of two naked and undeniably horny teenaged boys. Jackie and Brian glanced at one another throughout with mouths agape, only to return to not miss another split second of this passionate action. Jackie, from his vantage point, could see James' butt crease smash over Rex's fat dick with each pound, lovingly encasing the pulsing organ for that split second he could have missed...unless of course James' chose for that moment to grind and writhe on Rex's meat instead.. This is where Jackie preferred to stare. Brian on the other hand was now totally enthralled in the show that the various expressions each teen's face gave off as they approached higher and higher levels of thumping intensity. The chiseled jaw line of Rex's gasping breath coand gritting teeth contrasted exuberantly to the pursed lips and softer lines of James' sweet young face. He noticed how Rex and James both stared forward and up: Blankly into the back of James' twisting head for Rex, into something only James could see up there for the other boy. Not one of the boys, in their various states of dress and arousal, were considering the possible ATTENTION that this display would attract, regardless of the tall fences encasing the "stage" on two sides. Not one was caring about anything else right now. Not one of them could be. Bucking recklessly at the sky and darting his eyes to the heavens, James felt time slow as he let the inner tremors wrack his young body, in utter disbelief that something like this could bring him off - so intensely and hands-free, as well. His eyes then rolled back into his head, letting his body truly absorb the white-hot moment, spilling his seed from his prone and untouched shaft onto his smooth belly. During the chaos, his legs had slipped from the tops of Rex's knees to the sides, where James now had a keen bit of contact between Rex's cock and his own bare buttcheeks. James slid all around, enough to force Rex's cock to come in further pressurized contact with every part of James' backside, including his taut lower back and in the other direction - his throbbing perineum. James' toes curled and his captured hands formed white-knuckled fists as sticky white fluid pumped from his dick at a thumping pace, amplified by his steady humping of the air above him, as well as by the thick warmth encapsulating all of the contact he made with the warm teenager below him. Intense pleasure like no other had seared through James' body, beginning at the crown of his head to the tips of his toes and rapidly traveling to the center of his being, only to splash and explode in a whirlwind of unbelievable sexual release out of his full, vibrating shaft. James didn't even know this kind of pleasure existed. Sure, there was jerking off - but it never amounted to anything like this. And he hadn't even touched his dick! Hell - Despite the pressing need to, he wasn't allowed, with Rex's strong tangled grip preventing such self-initiated relief. On every pound down of his mid-section, there was Rex's heaving chest astutely meeting his back, obviously representing his very own intense experience, James imagined. He could feel Rex's silky abs sticking to his sweaty mid-back upon touching each time. His muscles shifting like his own under that miracle wrap they call the epidermis. Or more accurately, the tight, lively skin of a teenage boy. There was also the undeniable gooey feeling of something coating James' lower back as well... His juice continued to spurt as he realized for the first time that his asshole was actually twitching on each pulse of his shaft - and it tingled there for some reason, too... His pulsating anus was a side detail however, as at the peak of his quivering euphoria, James could think of nothing but "Why haven't we done this sooner?" It repeated, simmered, and eventually drifted away in his head when his ejaculate finally began to subside, pulsing out in tiny droplets until all that remained was the milky mess left behind. The ever-present sun seemed to make the soaking mess that was his lithe, tanning torso shine in silver. It's a shame that this brilliant orb couldn't appreciate the kind of sight that it was indifferently making so much more bright. Spent, James dropped himself to settle in the still shocked and prone body of Rex, who was not only still in the upright spooning position he had crafted for James, but now also feeling (and hearing) James' cum squish into his own belly. After all, James' engorged cock was tilted to the left when he was pushed into this horizontal position, which forced his stream to travel in a diagonal direction across James' belly and along his left side, until it trickled downwards along his back to end up touching Rex when James finally settled down from his mega-intense orgasm. James paused now. He was in his own personal heaven. He went nuts and let himself go above Rex's tight body. The two boys along the edge were grinning in disbelief. Still breathing deeply and heavily, James' eyes fluttered open to the blue sky once more, feeling relieved. With his arms still held above his head by the stunned and panting Rex, he soon became conscious not only of the eyes on what had just occurred, but of the thick throbbing of Rex's dick squeezed between his firm asscheeks as well. Heavy-lidded and looking like he had just woken up from the most amazing dream, James tilted his head along Rex's shoulder, in which it was resting, and gazed at Jackie. He hadn't noticed before, but Jack had rushed to shut the spray of water off in the middle of the moment. That was why he was still so wet and sticky...even where he hadn't cum or slobbered. The hose was resting along side of the gaping-mouthed boy, who was sporting an obvious stiffy in his red and black trunks. This moment of realization for James seemed to last forever: What had just happened may have been a bit taboo for the rest of the world, but here, it felt too good. Suddenly and without warning, Rex finally reacted. "Uuuuaaggghhh....Get off!" "Hm...what?" "Just hurry up and get the fuck OFF!" "Hah. Looks to me like he already did." Brian muttered quietly to himself, also partially snapped out of the collective reverie James' moment in the sun had caused. Before James could completely flip off of his friend's naked body and onto the damp and cold trampoline towards Brian, the now wild Rex had him with both hands by the waist, glaring at his sinewy face-down form. "What are you..." Rex first straddled James' feet and ankles as he began to crawl up his warm body, hands pressing tightly down. After pausing for a moment once his middle had reached James's thighs, Rex looked from boy to boy, and poignantly sat. With his pulsing and meaty cock pointing ahead, now freely flowing with that clear salty mixture that most young men produce in such a state, his strong hands grasped and pressed each buttcheek of James' into the pliant material, surely squishing James' flaccid and still leaking penis into the mesh. Rex looked as if he was a god in heat, harboring such pressure and determination in his fiery eyes and now kneading the burning globes of James' backside. After all that had occurred with James atop him, how could he not admit to the result of their actions? These were his friends - his best buddies who despite their annoying faults, were the most fun to be around. The most worthwhile, and most importantly, the most trustworthy. What they share here today, watched only by the indifferent expanse of Jackie's green and empty yard, the faded gray fences, and the tall back of Jack's two story house, will be sacred - he was sure of it. While slowly breaking this latest makeshift reverie, Rex removed his hands and slid himself along James like a snake to its inevitable prey. Suddenly lifting himself up onto his knees for a moment, Rex gave himself room to flip James abruptly between his legs so that he was facing up, and allowing his most boyish features to again be exposed to the sky, the lilting sun, the other two boys, and Rex. Letting his cock poke at James' scrotum, Rex bent down to unexpectedly kiss at the center of James' chest. The smaller boy was a bit shocked, but still managed to look exhausted from being tossed around - and tossing himself around, as he did. Rex didn't seem the type to be tender - even in such a heated and feral moment like this one. Still sliding up and kissing as he went, Rex would pause only to give the nape of James' neck and underside of his chin some attention with his lips, but admittedly, he was impatient. Finally making his way to the center of James' face, planting himself nose to nose with the younger boy below him, he muttered, "I won, you know". No, in all of the magic chaos, he hadn't forgotten the Terms. James' sudden intake of breath and widened eyes were hints enough for Rex to make his descent onto James' own two lips. There was no tongue - Rex merely let the solemn action sink in, letting his lips rest for a beat in this new contact, only to pull off a few seconds later, even with James surprisingly forcing his head up to keep with Rex's lips. Rex's engorged member sat resting atop James' own withered but still active penis. James couldn't help but concentrate on this facet of Rex as he lifted his head to look down and see their two dickheads unapologetically smashing against one another as Rex subtlety squirmed. James brought his head back up to meet Rex's level and steady face. With knowing and still unbelieving eyes, James stared back into Rex's, and nodded. Breathing out and sighing, Rex moved ever forward along James until his rampant cock met what it was looking for - past the acute heat of James' spent member was the undeniable wetness of James' cum puddle, resting quietly on his belly. Rex had been happy to see that James' dick-aim, the relentless flipping of his sleek body, and the latest contact they created had left James' liquid mess still intact, albeit smeared and still following gravity to rush down off of his side, gently flowing down to soak into the porous trampoline. With his prize found, Rex lowered himself down into the preheated solution. Part 2 is...inevitable.