Date: Sat, 1 Mar 2003 15:18:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Dirty Pencil <dirtypencil@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tell Me A Story - Part 1

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Tell Me A Story - Part 1


It was just another Saturday night party with my high school
friends; nothing wild, just a small group of friends
drinking a few beers and telling too many bad jokes. This
weekend, we were at Jared's house since his parents were at
the beach for a few days. There were only eight of us there;
three couples, with Jared and I being the loners in the
group. Jared and I didn't know each other that well and he
wasn't a regular part of the click. He was just so quiet and
I don't think anyone knew him very well. Rory was the
resident asshole in our little family of friends and Jared
was always hanging close to him. I suspected that Rory had
pressured Jared into letting us use his parent's house and I
only hoped he didn't get into too much trouble for it.

It was the time of night when the couples normally found
their own space somewhere and also the time of night I
normally started to feel very alone. Kevin and his latest
girlfriend Ashley had disappeared but not before raiding the
liquor cabinet. Poor Jared would probably have hell to pay
when his dad found out. Kevin was up to no good for sure,
but then he rarely was. Still, he was the closest thing to a
best friend I had.

Kevin and I definitely had an odd relationship. He loved to
tell me all of the juicy details about his latest conquests,
and I never stopped him. Sometimes, I wondered if even half
of it was true, but that was beside the point. He loved to
tell the stories and I loved to listen to them, so it didn't
really matter if any of it was true or not. He didn't do it
in a bragging manner; his movements became very gentle and
his voice quiet and his eyes always focused intently on me
as he relived the moments for me. It had become an intimate
thing that the two of us shared and it was the closest thing
to real sex in my life. It helped that all of Kevin's
stories involved getting his girlfriends to go down on him,
since that seemed to be his only sexual interest. What Kevin
didn't know was that I always imagined myself as the one
servicing him. Or did he know? There was no denying that the
stories aroused both of us, but there was a line in there
that neither of us had crossed. Besides his curious delight
in turning me on with his stories, there were no outward
signs that Kevin was gay or bi. Quite to the contrary, all
evidence pointed straight ahead. Kevin had a wealth of
charisma and a lean frame, short brown hair, and a great
face. He was a bit of a pretty boy but his demeanor carried
an indefinable masculine quality. Oh, but those big dark
brown eyes! `Commanding' is the best way to describe those
eyes. When Kevin focused those eyes on you, he was in
control. If he flashed a smile too, then you were definitely
under his spell. I had seen him work his magic dozens of
times and it never failed him as there was no girl who could
resist him.

Last weekend was no exception. Kevin had his second date
with Mitzi Grey and they wound up back at her house watching
TV while her parents were asleep. His stories always had the
same endings and this one was no different. On Sunday night,
he showed up at my house and I could see the eagerness on
his face to give fill me in. It didn't escape my notice that
he was already aroused. Kevin really got off on this.

Once we got upstairs, both of us lounged on the bed and he
positioned himself unusually close to me with his head
propped up by his hand and elbow. When we locked eyes, he
had my full attention and it was story time.

"Ryan, I'm almost ashamed of myself this time." Almost, but
not quite, though he should have been. "Mitzi is really hot,
but she isn't the most experienced girl, you know what I
mean? Anyway, her parents were asleep upstairs and we were
on the couch watching TV in the living room. It was dark
except for the light from the TV. The stairway is around a
corner behind the couch and they have those old squeaky
stairs that crack and creak with every step."

"You didn't?" His answer was a foregone conclusion, but I
asked anyway.

"I had no choice, Ryan." His face grew serious and he went
into full character as he often did, mimicking facial
expressions and the like for full effect. This time, he was
even more into it than normal and he appeared caught in his
own trance.

"We were curled up together on the couch. I had my arm
around her and I started kissing her along the neck, ear and
cheek. I could hear her breathing getting deeper and she was
really getting into it. While I worked on her neck, I ran my
fingers softly across the outline of her lips. Her lips were
so soft and I knew I had to have them wrapped around my
dick. I made small circles around her lips as I continued to
work my lips and tongue on her neck. Then I ran my tongue
around the outline of her lips before plunging into her
mouth and kissing her. She had a great tongue of her own and
I could just see it running up and down my shaft." He paused
to take a few deep breaths and I did the same.

His eyes stayed locked on mine and he continued. "We went on
just like that for quite a while. She stopped once and
looked worried about her parents maybe coming downstairs but
I promised her I was keeping a keen ear open just in case,
and we were back at it again. She had her hand on my thigh
and was just sort of rubbing there, not quite where I wanted
of course. So I moved my hand down on hers and pulled her
hand on top of hard-on. She flinched a little at first, but
I gently placed it there again and pushed her hand into me
so she could get a food feel. I told her how great it felt
and told her just to keep rubbing. It really did feel great
and she started to get into it too. I pulled my mouth back
from hers and whispered into her ear `take it out'. She
didn't want to at first, but I looked her right in the eyes
and begged softly and soon she was unzipping my fly. She
rubbed around the outside of my shorts for a couple minutes
and I eventually had to take her hand and guide it
underneath the band until my hard-on was in her palm. `That
feels so good'." Kevin had closed his eyes momentarily and
it allowed me to look down and realize that his hard-on was
in his own hand. I had never seen his cock before and it was
an impressive sight to say the least. He wasn't huge but he
was plenty big enough and looked maybe an inch or so longer
than my own average measurements. I could feel his eyes open
again, but I couldn't meet them before he realized I was
staring at his cock. He didn't seem to mind and continued
his story without making any effort to hide himself.

"I told her how unbelievable it felt. I kissed her again and
sucked on her tongue. Then I pulled back and just looked her
in the eyes, letting her see how much pleasure she was
bringing me. I ran a finger over her lips again and
whispered to her `I need your mouth'. She didn't fully
understand what I meant, so I wiggled my finger in between
her lips and she closed them around it in a sucking motion.
I pulled my finger out and whispered again `I need your
mouth'. I kissed up her face and onto her forehead, gently
pushing her head downwards with my mouth. She was getting a
good look at my hard-on now and she knew what I wanted. I
kissed the back of her neck and kept pressing her downward
for extra encouragement. I could feel the heat of her breath
on my dick now and I placed my hand on the back of her head
and stroked her gently. I whispered `please baby' and then I
felt her tongue reach out and flick the head. I knew she
could taste my pre-cum now and then I felt her twirling her
tongue around the head. Ever so slowly, I lifted my hips
just enough to press the head against her lips and she
opened up for me and took it in. Oh man, she had such a soft
mouth. I don't think she has given much head but it didn't
matter because I just worked it in slowly and then lowered
my hips again. After a few times, she got the idea and made
the same motions on her own. Right about then, I heard
movement upstairs and we both froze. She didn't even pull
off of me; we just froze solid for a moment. When we heard a
creak in the stairs, she was off of me in a flash and I
stuffed it back in my pants and zipped up in no time. No one
ever came downstairs, but it scared the shit out of us and
that was pretty much it for the night."

He paused again and collapsed onto his back, flat on the
bed. I looked down but he must have put his hard-on away
just as he did in the story. His stories were so powerful to
me that I wasn't sure if I had heard his pants zip in my
imagination or for real right in front of me. I stretched
out too, but on my stomach in an effort to snuff out my own
erection. It wasn't working.

"Will you go out with her again, Kevin?"

"Nah, I don't think so. We had our moment."

"Doesn't it ever bother you? You know, that Mitzi might be
hurt by that?" I wasn't sure if Kevin had a conscience or
not. His earlier answer of "I had no choice" pretty much
summed up the way he looked at such things. In some twisted
way, the fact that he refused to apologize for his actions
at least made him consistent and honest in his
insensitivity.

"It doesn't bother me. I think everybody knows what I'm
about. It's no secret or anything."

He was right there. It was no secret and it didn't seem to
hurt his appeal either. Kevin was just one of those guys who
could get away with it. You had to have the right
combination of charisma, charm and likeability to do what he
did. Without any one of those three, he would be viewed in a
very different way. I liked him, though I didn't always
respect him; I think a lot of people looked at him the same
way.

Back to the present, I was feeling very much alone. Not only
had the couples disappeared, but so had Jared. I had been
sitting on the couch thinking about Kevin, but now I needed
to pee and I didn't know where the bathroom was. What I
assume was the downstairs bathroom seemed to be occupied;
that would explain the disappearance of Jared. I decided to
venture upstairs before I pissed in my pants. I quickly
found the upstairs bathroom and relieved myself.

When I came out, I noticed a sliver of light running up and
down the length of a door that had missed being shut by half
an inch. I didn't consider myself a voyeur, but my curiosity
got the best of me and I tip-toed down the hallway and
peered in through the crack in the door. Sitting on the edge
of the bed, I could see Kevin and Ashley kissing. Ashley had
her back to me and I could clearly see Kevin's face. For a
moment, I thought I might have been in the trance of another
one of Kevin's stories. Maybe the illusion of a dream made
it easier to pry the door open just barely enough to get a
better view. I made no noise, but he must have caught the
movement and I was now under the view of a large brown eye.
He pulled Ashley close to him, wrapped his arms around her,
and put his finger to his mouth signaling me to stay quiet.
I should have left then, but I couldn't take my eyes off of
him. Kevin already had his shirt off and I couldn't make
myself look away.

My cock was pulsing against the fabric of my jeans and my
heart was beating so loud I was afraid Ashley might hear it
even from the distance. Kevin whispered something in her ear
and I heard her giggle. I think they were both nearly drunk.
He now took the shiny silky shirt he had been wearing
earlier and tied it together by the sleeves. What the fuck
was he up to now? He made the shirt into some crude form
that looked almost like a wedding veil. It wasn't until he
slipped the sleeved portion over Ashley's forehead and
covered her eyes that I fully understood what he was doing.
They both giggled more and I could hear him speaking to her
now.

"Just concentrate on your sense of feel. OK?."

Kevin took her hand and ran it over his chest, brushing her
fingers over his nipples. I saw his eyes close briefly and I
could see the rise in his pants. Leaning into her, he placed
his nipple against the tip of her nose and wiggled it there,
smiling all the while. Then he lifted her chin and pressed
the nipple easily against her lips. I couldn't see her
motion from my angle, but whatever she did, he really liked
it. His hand moved to the back of her neck and he pulled her
face harder into his chest and he moaned with pleasure. What
he did next shocked me, but I couldn't refuse. His eyes
commanded me and I had no choice. He motioned me inside the
room and again put his finger to his mouth to let me know
that I was not to announce myself in anyway.

I pushed the door open very slowly and closed it behind me
to its original state. I walked softly inside and stopped
before he motioned me closer to a vantage point where I was
right beside them. He had raised himself up so that Ashley's
mouth was now pressed against his flat stomach. I could see
her tongue darting in and out of his belly button. His hand
unbuttoned his pants and his zipper was soon down. His eyes
locked on mine and it might as well have been me sitting on
that bed instead of Ashley. Never taking his eyes from me,
he leaned down and kissed her before rising up again and
leaning back, creating just a little separation between
them. He was wearing button-fly CK briefs and he undid the
middle buttons before reaching in and pulling out his cock.
It was only a few inches from Ashley's face and he motioned
me still closer. Now I was within arm's length of him and he
reached out his hand and caressed the side of my face. I
broke the trance long enough to look down and realize he was
doing the same to Ashley with his other hand as she smiled.
She had no idea I was in the room and I doubt she would have
approved. His eyes moved down to watch his finger as he made
traces around my lips. I glanced down again and saw him
making the same motion with Ashley. Now he took his hand
from her face and wrapped it around the base on his cock and
guided the tip smoothly toward her lips. He repeated the
earlier traces around the outline of her lips, this time
using the leaking head of his cock. Ashley's tongue followed
the lead, licking her lips before opening and taking the
head inside. His hand on my face now plunged a finger inside
my mouth and I received it with the same motion Ashley was
providing below. The finger was a poor substitute for what I
really wanted, but the power of the moment made it seem real
enough.

Again, I looked down and I could see his cock sliding slowly
in and out of her mouth. I had to be leaking pre-cum like
mad because I could feel the damp chill against the inside
of my thigh. I needed to touch him and I took my hand and
ran it across his chest the same way he had guided Ashley to
do so earlier. When my fingers snared his nipple, he moaned
and I could see him making deeper entries into Ashley's
mouth and throat. I could feel goose-bumps on his chest and
could hear his breathing getting more erratic and there was
little time left before he would explode. His hand gently
cupped my face and there was a wanting expression in his
eyes as he focused intensely on my lips as he made his final
thrusts into Ashley's. I heard her gag a bit and he eased up
on his thrusts as his climax was complete. I saw her reach
to uncover her eyes, but Kevin leaned down and kissed her
again, further captivating me before he motioned me away.

When I turned toward the door, I saw someone else's eyes on
the other side of the crack before they darted quickly away.
We had been spotted for sure and I thought I knew by whom. I
kept my composure and got out of the room without alarming
Ashley. Once on the other side, I looked down the hall and
saw the fleeting image of Jared as he turned the corner and
headed downstairs.

I caught up with him in what appeared to be his dad's
office. He started apologizing for spying on us but what
really got my attention was his steady glancing toward my
crotch. Even with the run downstairs, I was still as hard as
I'd ever been in my life. By the looks of things, so was he.
I didn't say anything. I just stood and stared into his
eyes. Maybe Jared and I didn't have to be loners after all.

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Hope you enjoyed the story. Please let me know either way.
I'd like to write a concluding part, but I won't take the
time to do so if nobody seems to like this one. Please send
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