story is a multiple part story that contains descriptions of sexual encounters
and contact between consenting young adults. My stories are loosely based upon
my own life experiences growing up in
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Spring and Sex in Bloom: Chapter 2, the first sleep over.
By Robert the Red
As Roy Miller turned out the lights in the family
garage and set the lock on the door Matt was deep into thought as the two boys
prepared to head back inside
The last thing Matt needed with only a few weeks left
before graduation was to be discovered in a compromising situation sexually
fondling another boy, especially one under sixteen. The thought of being
exposed as a faggot or much worse, a sex pervert, was an absolutely horrifying
thought for Matt. Matt would be eighteen on the sixth of July, and thereby
considered to be an adult. Therefore, as a grown-up, he would be tried in adult
court. If convicted Matt would have to register as a sex offender for the rest
of his life. Matt was becoming overwhelmed and feeling uncomfortable regarding
Roy's actions and behavior; furthermore, Matt was having second thoughts about
Matt had immediately been drawn to Roy and his family and wanted to maintain the new found friendship, but he would have to admonish his new friend about the improper and sinful behavior in which the boys had openly engaged. Matt considered himself a very typical teen, yet a horny heterosexual male, too. He had never ever considered himself gay or even bisexual, just the opposite. Sure, Matt had messed around sexually with other boys back in his elementary and middle school years, but nothing since then. Matt had always felt that the previous years of sexual experimentation was just a part of puberty and growing up; besides, those randy activities were strictly for sexual gratification. Even back then Matt or his friends had never been called faggots or other derogatory names for any of the sex play for which they engaged. Now, at seventeen, Matt was caught up in the biggest dilemmas of his young life regarding his wanton sexual desires and sexuality.
Matt decided to put all of his thoughts about his sexual yearnings on hold until he and Roy got over to Matt's apartment where they had a better chance to discuss matters in greater detail and put things into perspective. Matt also knew it was time to excuse himself as he was expecting a long-distance phone call from his parent's at 10 PM, so he needed to get back to his apartment before then. Roy also needed to get permission from his parent's if he was going to spend the night with Matt at his apartment. The two teenagers entered the family room of Roy's house whereby Matt thanked the Miller's for allowing him to stay for dinner and inviting him to share in the upcoming weekend's activities.
"Mrs. Miller I want to thank you for inviting me to stay for dinner tonight; it sure was great grub," Matt said as he hugged Mrs. Miller.
Mrs. Miller laughed and said, "Your welcome son, I'm glad you enjoyed my grub."
"Also, thanks for the invitation to tag along with you and Roy next weekend Mr. Miller," Matt said turning and shaking Mr. Miller's hand.
"Glad to have you over, Matt, and we'll have a great time next weekend with some great grub, too," Roy's Dad replied with a chuckle.
"You know, I sure like you folks a lot and sure would enjoy staying a little longer to visit, but I've got to get back to my apartment. I'm expecting a call from my mom and dad at ten tonight, and also need to finish some homework if I am going with you next weekend," Matt said.
"And you don't want to miss that call," Mrs. Miller said with a wry smile.
"Nope," Matt replied with a big smile, "can't miss Mom's check-up call."
"Mom, Dad, may I stay overnight at Matt's tonight? He really needs help on his English essay assignment that is due next Friday," Roy pleaded with those puppy dog eyes, "if I help Matt tonight he can turn the paper in on Thursday so he can go with Dad and me next weekend."
After some brief contemplation Mrs. Miller said, "Oh, I don't see any problem with that, but it's straight to Matt's apartment with no side trips, do you understand young man?" Mrs. Miller snapped.
Roy knew that his Mom ruled in the Miller kingdom and he had learned young just how to manipulate his parent's, especially his Mom to get his way.
"And you call home as soon as you boys get to that apartment you understand me!" Mrs. Miller demanded.
"We will," Both boys chimed in.
"Just remember son, you're still fifteen, for a few more days," Mr. Miller warned his son sternly.
Once in Matt's car
"The paper is complete and stored on my laptop; I just
need someone who is good at proof reading and editing to help me tighten it up.
"No it won't," Roy responded, "if you want my help to get the paper ready to turn in by Thursday, so you can go with Dad and me, you'll let me look at it as soon as we get to your apartment," Roy snapped.
"Okay, okay, no problem, Dude," Matt replied a little sheepishly.
Matt continued driving to the apartment as the boys
sat in silence for the rest of the ride. Matt was once again deep into
thoughts; he was still somewhat confused and concerned about what had occurred
earlier. He also didn't know what to make of the young kid snapping back at him
the way he had. Matt knew when they got to his apartment that they were going
to have to discuss certain things that had happened earlier at
Once inside Matt's apartment Matt opened his laptop
and booted it up while Roy called his parent's to let them know they had
arrived at Matt's apartment. Matt brought up the English essay assignment and
turned the computer to Roy. In the meantime Matt's phone rang; it was the
expected call of concern from Matt's parents. Matt talked to his folks while
Roy reviewed the English essay. Every once in a while Roy would make a needed
correction and then read the sentence aloud. Roy then printed out a hard copy
and scrutinized it studiously, while Matt observed from the couch still talking
to his Mom and Dad. Matt was telling them all about meeting the Miller's and
his knew friend. He also told his parent's that
After a few minutes Matt hung up the phone and asked Roy how the paper looked.
"Not too bad, Dude," Roy announced.
"What do I need to do now?" Matt inquired.
"Read it over. If you're satisfied with it staple it together and it's ready to turn in. Oh, by the way you got any cookies or anything to snack on?" Roy asked.
"Yeah, there are bananas and oranges in the bowl on the counter and the other stuff is in the cupboard and fridge, look around."
Roy foraged for food in the cupboard and fridge
looking for something to satisfy his sweet tooth while Matt began to review the
freshly printed paper. Once Roy had satisfied his late night craving for food
he walked up behind Matt, who was still sitting at the table and began
massaging Matt's neck and shoulders. Once he had removed the tightness in Matt's
neck and shoulders
"So, what you think, Dude?"
"Sounds great, you're the best, Dude. Just like
"It just takes practice, attention to grammar, and
correct word usage,"
"Yeah, that's something I'm going to have to learn once I get to college next fall," Matt said.
Matt had become somewhat aroused by the close
attention that Roy had bestowed upon him while he was reading the essay. He
wondered to himself if he should bring up the topic for the night's discussion
or finish reading the essay. However, before Matt could say a word
"Oh... yeah, there's a fresh towel and washcloth in the cabinet in the bathroom," Matt said kind of surprised as his new friend headed off towards the bathroom.
Roy left Matt alone to finish reading the essay as he
disappeared into the bathroom to take care of his nightly personal hygiene. He
found a towel and washcloth, and then got into the shower where he began to
wash his body, paying particular attention to his genital area.
Matt sat down next to his friend saying, "How do you think it reads now, Dude?"
"Cool, great job," Matt said as he wrinkled his nose, "you've definitely got a way with words."
"Hey, you did a great job of researching the topic; it
just needed to be tightened up,"
"Wow, what the fuck is that, Dude?" Matt exclaimed.
"What is what?" Roy replied coyly.
"That smell, man. That shit is driving me fucking crazy!"
"It's called International Xavier; it's a very special and sensual men's fragrance, don't you think? I only wear it on very special occasions when I'm with a very special person," Roy replied seductively.
"It sure the fuck works for me!" Matt exclaimed excitedly.
Although Matt was horny he was cognizant of the fact
that the actions the two were about to engage in was wrong. Matt knew he really
needed to talk things over with
Matt had yet to experience a full and complete sexual encounter with anyone. He had tired numerous times to bed Sharon and a couple of other girls in the last couple of years, but had failed miserably on every occasion. In the end he had been left horny and confused. Now, Matt was engaging in what he considered abnormal sexual behavior and could do nothing to stop it. Matt had secretly thought that the two boys might jerk each other off or at most sixty-nine each other, but nothing this passionate had ever crossed Matt's mind. Matt also knew deep down that what was happening was immoral and illegal; however, Matt was closing in on a point of no return with Roy; furthermore, he had no desire to stop his friend's sexual advances either.
Roy's titillating tongue began a tactful exploration
of Matt's mouth and within seconds the two teen tongues began delicately
dueling. Matt was confused and overwhelmed by all the sensuous feelings that
were engulfing him. Roy was definitely
an expert when it came to the titillating tongue action. Then there was the
lustful stimulation as
At this point Matt was totally out of control,
breathless, and fully aroused. He was clumsily clawing, panting, and pawing at
Roy was on top of Matt as the two teens wildly ground
their bodies together with uncontrollable lust for each other. Matt could feel
Roy's hard cock pressing against his belly. Roy was kissing, licking and
sucking Matt all over his face, neck, and chest; he had found and erect nipple
and was teasing it mercilessly.
Roy began roving down towards the treasure at the end
of Matt's rainbow. Matt's head was spinning and he could do nothing to stop
Roy sensed that his new friend was on the edge of
erupting in an orgasm of spooge much like that of a volcano ready to blow, so
he decided to back off a bit. Matt was fully aware that he was no longer in
control of any of his bodily functions and ready to explode. What he needed to
survive his friend's assault was a break in the action. Roy didn't want Matt to
achieve an orgasm yet, thereby spoiling a captivating night of sexual activity.
Matt put his hands on Roy's chest and pushed his new friend backwards onto floor saying, "What the fuck, Dude, you callin me a bitch? Aint no one callin me a bitch and get away with it. I aint no fag either!"
Roy who was now lying sprawled out on the floor replied, "Chill Dude, no one is calling you a bitch or a fag. You just said what every girl says at a point when they don't want to go any farther sexually, and I respect that."
Roy regained his composure, got up off the floor,
pulled his robe closed, and took a seat at the table. Roy was totally in
control of his actions and emotions; however, as he looked over at his new
friend, who looked much like a crushed little boy lying back nude on the couch
panting and pouting he knew Matt was not in control. Matt felt his head was
spinning out of control; he was totally confused, yet still sexually aroused,
and didn't know what to say or do next. Matt's cock was still fully engorged
and his nuts ached; he felt like he was on the verge of a sexual implosion.
Matt really wanted
Matt felt that everything was happening far too fast.
The boys had just met a few hours earlier and now they were in the throes of
sex ready to suck and fuck each other's brains out, or at least
"I don't think I fully understand what you're saying," Matt said, wiping a tear from his eye somewhat perplexed.
"I just don't know, Roy. Everything has happened so fast between us, and you're only fifteen. You know, I want us to be friends and all, but I'm just not sure I want a sexual relationship with you," Matt said tearfully.
"Dude, I'd never force you to do anything that you don't want to do. So, if you don't feel comfortable engaging in sexual stuff between us then we wont do it again, but I still want to be your friend," Roy said looking into Matt's eyes.
"That's cool, and I want to be friends with you, too. At this point in my life I need friends like you and the support of your family, too," Matt replied.
"I'll make you promise; if you ever decide that you want to experiment sexually I'll be here for you, Dude. And what ever the two of us do together sexually is our secret for ever; it's safe with me and I would never tell anyone. I mean do you think I want to be stopped in the halls at school or have my parents asked me if what they've heard about me is true? You know, are you a fag? Hell No Dude! What ever we do in the confines of the bedroom stays there; it will be our secret till we die as far as I'm concerned. Roy stated emphatically.
"Hell No! I wouldn't ever want anything to leak out about us like that. I guess that is what I'm really scared of; if it ever got out that we were doing sexual stuff I'd be finished." Matt said.
"Dude, I guarantee that I'll never embarrass you at school, in public, or in front of my parents. Just remember one thing, sexuality doesn't define who or what you are in life, just the pleasure you derive from it." Roy said.
Both boys sat next each other for what seemed like an
eternity neither one spoke another word. Matt was in deep thought, thinking
about what had happened and what might take place in the future between the
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