Message-ID: <211356Z20011995@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an184383@anon.penet.fi (Mike (naive as hell)) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an184383@anon.penet.fi Date: Fri, 20 Jan 1995 21:10:28 UTC Subject: No knock. (m/m, teen, mast) unfinished Lines: 169 This story contains sex between male teens. If you don't like that, go away. If, however, you do like that, read on. No Knock ======== It was the third week of summer vacation when an event of such magnitude took place that my life has been changed ever since. It was after my freshman year and I felt relieved not to be the butt of all the hazing that was a commonplace occurence for freshmen. The same was true for my best friend Robert, who was also becoming a sophomore. We had met during the first quarter of school and got along perfectly. It was very weird, actually, because we liked all of the same things. I pedaled up to his house at about 7pm on a Thursday night. He had invited me to stay at his house for the weekend and I had gotten permission to do so. My parents didn't know that Rob's parents were out of town - and Rob's parents didn't know I was going to spend the weekend over there. To our devious minds, it was the epitomy of badness. After I put the bike in the garage, I walked directly in the front door - no knock or anything. I had no idea how much was going to be irrevocably altered by not knocking before going inside. I shut the door quietly behind me and walked lightly towards his bedroom. I guess - maybe - I wanted to startle him, even scare him. As I crested the top of the stairs and turned toward his room, I heard a strange noise emanating from within. I moved forward with the most delicate steps I could until I was right outside his door. Peering into the doorway, I beheld a provocative situation - Robert was laying on his bed on his back, naked. He was blindfolded, his legs were loosely tied to the posts of his bed, and his ass was propped up on a pillow. At first, I thought I had just interrupted his masturbation session. But, when I looked a little more closely, I saw the depth of my interruption. Robert was stroking his dick with his left hand, while using his right hand to force a bright pink dildo (or vibrator) in and out of his shiny, lubricated asshole! As he went on stroking and ramming himself, I found myself wanting to jerk off while I watched. "Oh, yeah," Robert grunted hoarsely, "that's the way I like to get fucked!" I watched his hips grind back and forth while the vibrator slid in and out. "I like when you ram it deep... Oh yeah, so deep!!" Robert obviously likes to do what he says, I mused as he rammed the vibrator deep into his ass. "So fuckin' deep, baby! Keep fucking my asshole... Yeah, that's it - fast! Mmm, your cock feels so fucking good inside my ass, I wanna feel you blow your come deep inside my rectum, Brad!" For a second, I was certain I had heard him wrong. "Oh, Brad, come on....harder....faster....you're gonna make me come!" I was stepping back from the doorway, cautiously and stealthily, when he moaned out in orgasmic rapture. Looking at him, I was still able to see his prick erupt its milky load in thick jets that splashed on his heaving stomach. "Oh, fuck! Come in my ass, Brad. Fill me with your sperm!" Before he was even through the last of his climactic convulsions, I had made my way to the bottom of the stairs. I didn't dare open the door again, so I walked into the guest bedroom at the far end of the hall. I gently shut the door behind me, locking it noiselessly. I listened for footsteps coming down the stairs while climbing on top of the guest bed. I was so full of disbelief and awe over what I had just seen that I just laid on my back, staring at the ceiling, listening for footsteps, and fantasizing about the spectacle I had just witnessed. I must have been there for a long time, because when I looked at my watch, it was almost 9pm. I climbed off the bed and opened the door. As I walked into the entryway, I could hear Robert listening to music in his room. I opened the front door and shut it loudly, heading up the stairs noisily. "Hey, Rob, where the hell are ya?" "Up here, Brad." His voice was calm and unconcerned. "It's about time you got here!" I entered his room as nonchalantly as I could, my mind full of all that i'd seen today. "Sorry I'm so late, bro. I hope you don't mind me not knocking before coming in." Robert's nude body with a vibrator plunging in and out of his ass flashed into my head. "So, what you been doin'? Pullin' the old pud, I'd guess." He looked at me sideways, squinted, and then shook his head slightly. "How'd you know?" I laughed and smiled, devilishly. He, on the other hand, seemed to blush slightly. "Ummm... Anyways, now that you're here, you wanna get loaded? I've got some good buds." Within 10 minutes, we were stoned out of our minds. The next logical thing to do was get in the jacuzzi, we both agreed. Once outside, I looked at the hot tub, looked at my clothes, and then looked at Robert. "I am way too out of it to put a suit on...Mind if I just go in naked?" Even as I was finishing the sentence, I knew how I wanted the night to go. Hopefully, if things work out well, Rob and I can get wild and kinky, I heard myself thinking. Robert also got in naked. Much to my delight, the pot was making me horny as hell. Leaning back in the hot, frothy water, I closed my eyes and reached down between my legs to stroke my cock discreetly. Both of us were silent for a long time, each caught up in his own fantasies. On several occasions, I had to restrain myself from getting carried away. "You know, Brad," Rob sounded shaky, "there's something about being in a jacuzzi that makes me horny. Maybe its the hot water on my balls or something, but all I know for sure is that when I get in here by myself, I can't wait to get out and spank it!" He laughed loudly. "That's not too many details for ya, is it, Brad?" I kept my eyes closed and my head back as I answered. "I hear what you're saying, but answer one thing for me : you said you get horny when you get in here. And then you said it happens when you're in here alone. Does that mean I ruin your horniness when I'm in here with you?" Now I opened my eyes and looked at him. "Would you like me to leave you to your hormones?" Robert looked at me strangely and replied, "No, that's not what I meant. In fact... ummm.... nevermind." "What?! " I demanded. "Don't leave me hangin'." Robert looked down and sighed heavily. "Well, I don't want to offend you, Brad," he paused nervously, "ummm... I didn't say you turned me off at all. Actually, the opposite seems to be true." I watched him stiffen with tension as he waited for me to respond. I was very slow to answer, not for lack of a response, but to prolong Rob's anxiety. "So, let me get this right.... When you and I are in here together, you find yourself aroused?" I didn't wait for an answer before I continued. "So, if for example, I were to lay down on the cement beside you, still naked, of course, you would want to perform sexual acts upon me?" I got up on the ledge of the hot tub across from Robert and sat with my legs wide enough apart to expose a tiny part of my asshole. "What would you do? Would you stick your finger in my ass? Would you suck my dick? Have me suck yours? Or would you spread my legs, climb between them, and fuck my ass?" I knew I had the advantage, so I decided to use it. "Rob," I said firmly, turning around so my spread legs showed him the crack of my ass, "what if I did this?" I put a hand on each cheek of my ass and spread them apart. "Would you put your cock inside my ass and fuck me hard!" Robert said nothing, but I could hear the water slosh around as he moved toward my vulnerable anus. "Would you like it if I did those things to you?" "To tell you the truth," I said as I quickly hopped out of the water, "I'd like it if we could go to your room and use your vibrator on my ass!" I knew that last statement would get his complete attention. "You know, the one you ram up your ass while you jerk off! ... Oh, I think I forgot to mention the fact that I really got here at about 7:30 tonight. But, before you get angry, let me say this : watching you fuck yourself turned me on so much that I knew I wanted to try it myself!" I looked over at him and saw a huge smile across his face. "Does that mean you'll show me how to fuck my own ass?" "Yeah. I'll help." He shook his head, almost in disgust. "I should have known you'd do something like this! It's my own fault for leaving the door unlocked." He grunted haplessly. "Tell me this : was it a good show?" I stood up and winked at him. "Do you think i'd want to get fucked if it didn't look like fun?" I gave him my hand to help him out of the jacuzzi. "Tell me this, Rob, do you get off harder if you come with a dildo up your asshole? I mean, is it better?" Without saying anything else, he lead me inside towards his room, stopping only to lock the front door. ...to be continued... ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. Due to the double-blind, any mail replies to this message will be anonymized, and an anonymous id will be allocated automatically. You have been warned. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.