Date: Wed, 8 Oct 1997 14:35:28 +1000
From: AJAY <mindmelded@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mortified

Man, it was hot outside, thought Mort as he arrived home from training. He
had to stay back and help the coach clean up the showers, a chore he
definitely didn't want to do on a day like today. Even the mercury in the
thermometer had a hardon, it was so hot and steamy. High school sport sucks
when they wont let you choose your own sport to play. Swimming would have
been Mort's preferred choice today, but, then again, it would have been the
whole school's choice too. Right now Mort's brain was fried from too much
time in the sun. He couldn't think straight and all he wanted to do was get
out of these clothes. After cleaning up the place with the coach, the last
thing Mort wanted to do was take a shower at school. Watching all those
naked dudes prance around gave him a hardon and he didn't want to put it on
display today. He preferred the privacy of a shower at home where he could
jerk off to his hardon's content.

Once home, the first thing he did was go straight to his room to take off
his black Reebok Hi-Tops and his sport socks. Phewey! These socks could get
up and walk to the laundry by themselves! However, they were somehow
intoxicating to Mort. After all, putting a young stud in the sun all day
and surround him with countless other topless dudes and you wont have to
find two sticks to light a fire. Just grab a boner and you are alight! Now
that his feet were free of their encasement, Mort moved to his upperbody
which wasn't exactly defined by adonis standards, but it got him by. He
slowly disburdened himself of the wet white T that clung to his bod like a
second skin. As the T-shirt lifted it brushed against Mort's now erect
nipples and sent a shiver of lust running through his body. With magnetic
attraction, his hand moved over to his left nipple and began to squeeze and
play with it. Wave upon wave surged down into his groin causing his shorts
to tent out. He wanted this feeling to last forever but the boner in his
shorts craved for more attention.

He pulled down the shorts and his erection bounced out and slapped him on
the belly. He caught a glimpse of himself in his mirror and he liked what
he saw. His six foot frame glistened in the mirror as beads of sweat caught
in the little light hair he had on his legs and arms. Sure Mort was tall
for his age but he was also on the thin side, he had not yet filled out,
just up. He was verging on the athletic rather than the scrawny and this is
what he liked about himself the most.  His brown hair was a little
plastered from sweat, which he didn't  like as Mort prided himself on his
styled hair. But he was fascinated by the way the pearls of sweat eased
across his chin, then surged down his chest since he didn't have any hair
there to stop it, before nestling in his pubes. This sight was too much for
hiom and he hands began to roam all over his body, taking up the
perspiration and distributing it all over his skin. A slight breeze blew in
from the window then and this heightened the roaming sensation.

Instinctively his hand moved to his groin as he lay flat back on his bed,
spreading his legs to feel the breeze caress his thighs. Hee stared at the
ceiling as his hands explored his crotch.  Mort's balls were the size of
large marbles and they had stored a lot of jism that wanted to explode out
right now. There was a little hair on each ball, which thrilled to the
slight breeze grazing them as they slid into a new position as he lay
there. His young cock was thick and dark at the head with a soft looking
fold of foreskin and it now ballooned out to its full six inches with a
slight curve. Mort wraps one hand around his sensitive cock as his other
hand cups his balls.  As he starts pumping his cock and massaging his
balls, Mort's breath gets heavier. His is close to release that he now so
desires. The feel of his hands on his cock and balls is what he wanted all
day. As he pumps, he starts groaning in ecstasy. Suddenly, his cock erupts
in a powerful orgasm.  It shoots and shoots globs of warm cum on to Mort's
writhing body.  He feels as if he will pass out as his cock twitches and
shoots more and more.  The powerful orgasm finally subsides and Mort lays
there in a relaxed slumber while the slight breeze continues to caress the
cum drenched body.

In the height of his climax, Mort failed to hear his best friend, Dave,
standing at his door. Dave had been watching TV in the lounge while waiting
for Mort to come home. Dave was Mort's best friend and so both of them had
free reign of each other's place. Dave heard Mort come in but since he went
straight to his room, Dave decided to give him some space before going to
check on him. Of course the sight of his best friend jerking off on the bed
was something that put lead in Dave's pencil straight off. He had often
fantasized about doing it with his best friend but they had never gone
beyond anything other than wrestling. Now here was Mort naked and cumming.
In no time Dave's own pants were down around his ankles, as his hands moved
down into his boxers while his friend got off. Dave wanted to go and help
him, but something held him back. Instead he moved back into the lounge
room and turned on the TV again to try and stem the feelings that were
going through him right now.

Dave lasted all of five minutes in front of the box, before he was drawn
back to Mort's room again. He expected Mort to come out, but now there were
no sounds in his room, so curiosity got the better of him. Expecting to see
Mort changed and showered, Dave was surprised to see his friend still lying
there naked on his bed in a now peacefull slumber. Didn't Mort know I was
here? thought Dave. Once more Dave's lust drew him towards his friend. Like
a moth to the flame, Dave was drawn over to the bed. Mort lay there with
cum dribbling down off his stomach and nestled in the thick patch of brown
pubic hair. Mort still had a semi and even in this state it was much
heftier than Dave's which had, by now, grown to full mast. Dave reached
into his boxers and slowly started stroking his hard dick. To Dave, Mort
looked like an angel lying there. He was beautiful.  His smooth abdomen
made way to soft, perfectly formed mounds of his pecks.  His nipples were
small, but dark.  His arms were long and thin, yet toned, like that of a
runner. In contrast, Dave's Spanish heritage, gave him a bronzed tone. He
was shorter than Mort, being just 5' 9", and while he, too, was thin, Dave
had the advantage of being well defined all over. He has a little dark hair
on his legs and arms, none his chest. And right now, all he wanted to do
was lie naked on top of his friend, and just hold him flesh to flesh.

Dave slid his hand up the length of Mort's manhood, which swelled to his
touch. Dave grasped his dick firmly and pulled upwards, while stroking his
friend at the same time. He guided his hand, working it along the length of
Mort's penis, milking his dick.  Dave's young cock had never felt so hard,
and jerked upward with each heartbeat.  After stroking for some time so
that Mort's cock was as hard as his own, Dave squeezed Mort's balls and
smeared his precum along the length of his prick. This was all too much for
Dave. He let go of his friend's prick, stripped off his boxers and then lay
down full length beside his naked friend, running his hand up and down his
body.

Mort had woke and found his best friend naked beside him, and he thought he
was having a wet dream. Wrapping his arms around his friend he brought him
close in a warm embrace, nipple to nipple, chest to chest and cock to cock.
Mort moved so they were face to face and then kissed his friend. Mort's
tongue started exploring Dave's mouth, their lips locked in a passionate
kiss. His hand found its way to Mort's thigh and moved up towards Mort's
throbbing dick.  The hand moved up towards his package, and found a dick
pulsating with youthful energy.  He moaned as Dave began rubbing it, while
Mort did some massaging of his own. As dave was getting close to popping,
Mort drew his hand away and then snuggled down so his hot breath caressed
Dave's groin. Opening his mouth, Mort kissed all around Dave's pulsating
rod until he was begging Mort to take him. Taking him slowly was hard, but
Mort wanted this first time with Dave to last.  He worked just on the head
of his friend's dick for a few seconds, then took part of the shaft and
began to lick the underside, massaging with his tongue while he sucked.  He
took more of him into his mouth, with hands on both his cheeks Mort pulled
Dave toward him and took his whole cock in his mouth.  Sucking as hard as
he could Mort began to move his head back and forth, licking up and down
the full length of his cock, stroking him with his lips.

Dave moaned even louder and pushed his dick down Mort's throat. It was a
sensation that Dave had never experienced before and as much he wanted it
to last, he was too far over the edge. Mort had barely began to suck when
Dave screamed out and gushed forth with his load of cum down Mort's throat.
 He kept cumming and cumming as a gallon of jizz filled Mort's throat.
Finally he stopped pumping, but Mort kept sucking until he had sucked his
friend dry. If this was a dream, Mort wanted to make the most of it. Mort
didn't need to say anything when Dave turned around to put his lips to
Mort's dick. It was the classic 69 position but for now Mort just enjoyed
the sensation. Dave slowly moved his lips down Mort's shaft, taking in more
and more of  that throbbing dick. His smooth lips felt so good on Mort's
dick. Dave's tongue slowly caressed the entire shaft, as the smell of
Dave's crotch so close to his face made Mort hornier and hornier. Dave's
head was moving up and down, and he had started to use his tongue at the
same time.  Mort couldn't take it any more and pulled Dave's hips towards
him. Dave's phallus was waving in Mort's face again at full mast and he
took it into his mouth and sucked while massaging his asscheeks. Mort
couldn't believe how horny Dave was, it was though he hadn't popped one at
all. Dave started moving his hips in a fucking motion, and he knew he was
close to cumming again. Mort had eased his hand around under his ass, and
began to tease his asshole with his finger. Dave felt Mort tickle his
asshole and shivered all over.  His thrusting against his face also began
to be thrusts backward toward Mort's finger. With a quiet moan Dave shoved
his ass hard against the finger, getting an extra inch for his trouble,
then he leaned forward against his face and delivered a load of cum onto
Mort's tongue. He shot repeatedly and he sucked Mort's full length back
into his mouth.

Mort  was close to cumming too, so he started fucking his friend's face
like Dave had just done with him. In no time, Mort grunted and shot a thick
stream down Dave's throat followed by another thick load that landed on his
face. Dave squeezed Mort's cock gently and his friend shuddered and gasped
in the final throes of his orgasm. Dave slowly raised his hand to his face,
wiped at the cum and then licked just a little of his friend's cum from the
back of his hand.  He looked up at Mort and they stared into each other's
eyes. Then he slowly lowered his head onto Mort's stomach and rested it
there. Mort ran his fingers through Dave's hair for a minute and then he
sat up.

"I'm going to take a shower. You joining me?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world."