Date: Sat, 02 Sep 2006 14:48:11 +1000 From: TheGayNarrator Subject: The Storm This is a story of sex between young males. It is pure fiction and should be read as such. If this offends you or you are under-age please read no further. The story takes place where AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases do not exist so condoms are not used or necessary, unlike in this wicked world of ours. So when you have casual sex PLEASE make sure you are adequately protected. I don't want to lose any readers!! That said, I hope you enjoy the story and whether you do or not please feel free to contact me at the Email address at the end. THE STORM I should have known better. Hill walking in September was not a great idea, as in England September can bless us with a late heatwave or alternatively punish us with torrential downpours. This year it was the latter. It was around mid-day when I felt the first few spots falling from the heavens but I carried on in the hope that it would just be a short shower, although the clouds overhead we a really dark shade of grey, verging on black. The raindrops became lighter and turned into that fine drizzly mist which always soaks you right through to the skin, and this time was no exception. About half an hour later the heavens finally opened and the rain began to fall in earnest. I knew from my map that there was no shelter for about another ten miles so it seemed that I would just have to get wet until I came across a small wooden hut, not much bigger than a garden shed by the side of the path. I pushed the door and to my delight and surprise it opened and I went inside. I looked around and found a makeshift bed, two chairs, a wood burning stove and a small pile of dry wood. A dirty window faced the front of the cabin letting in a little daylight. My first thought was to get out of my wet clothes and try to dry them out. I stripped off my jumper and shirt, wringing them out and then removed my walking boots and trousers, followed by my socks which I was just about to squeeze the rain out of when I heard a scuffling noise outside, followed by a metallic scrape and probably the two most expressive words in the English language `Fuck it!!!!' I could not, of course, hear the exclamation marks but I knew they were there! I looked through the window and saw a boy of about my own age (16) lying in the mud with his bicycle half on top of him. He scrambled to his feet, kicked his bicycle in temper and then bent to examine a scraped and bloody leg. He had obviously skidded on the wet path, scraped his leg and landed in the muddy area on the opposite side of the path to the hut. My initial thought was to rush outside and see if his injury was serious, but then thought it may not be such a good idea as all I was wearing was the briefest pair of briefs. You know the sort? Imagine a pair of speedos and halve it -- really nothing much more than a thong. Horror of horrors!! He looked over at the hut, rested his bike under the window and pushed open the door. He came bustling in and when he realised that he was not alone I thought he was having a heart attack. His jaw dropped and he went quite pale very quickly. `I...I...I...' he stammered -- Oh, you gave me a nasty turn' he said. `You got caught in the rain too, huh?' he asked, colour slowly returning to his cheeks. `Sure did' I said, `I'm Frank, Frank Collins' I said, holding out my hand. He took it and shook it perfunctorily. `Alan, Alan Wright' he said. `You'd better get out of those wet things while I try to find something to light the stove' I said. `I've got some matches in my backpack' he said removing it and handing it to me `They're in a waterproof pocket inside' He began to remove his jacket and shirt and hung them on one of the chairs. His boots and socks followed and he stood there just in his soaking wet shorts. He was quite short, around 5'4" with a nicely tanned body, sticky-out dark hair and a smile to kill. Perhaps at this point I should describe myself, I'm tall, blond, I have a well-defined six-pack and a 9 inch cock, and I'm a great liar!! I'm really just Joe Average. Average height, average looks, average mousy brown hair, yes, and average cock, which I was having trouble keeping under control. `You'd better get those shorts off as well' I said as I bent to light the stove. `Er ... bit of a problem there' he said. `Ah' I replied `Commando-style huh?' I asked. `Well, yes, you got it' he replied grinning sheepishly. I arranged our clothes on the two chairs around the stove and sat on the bed. Alan stood in front of the stove doing his best to dry his shorts without burning himself, but he soon began to shiver. `If I get too close I burn' he said, `and if I'm not close enough I freeze'. `Then there's only one solution' I said, tongue in cheek, `They'll have to come off.' Now, you will already have guessed that I am gay, otherwise what would have been the point in publishing this story on Nifty under `Gay Male'? Alan looked at me and finally said `I guess you're right, it's warming up in here and I won't freeze, but you have to promise you won't laugh'. `Why should I laugh?' I asked `Well, hopefully you won't find out' he said `It's only if I ... well, if... if...' `If what?' I asked innocently. `Well, if I get a hard-on.' He said, blushing furiously. `Now why should you get a hard-on' I asked, my own cock stirring inside my briefs, `and why should I laugh if you do. `Oh, you'll soon see if it happens' he replied tersely, trying to dismiss the matter, but he had now aroused my curiosity and I was determined to find out. My cock was also intrigued and was slowly hardening and still growing inside my all-too-brief briefs. Alan slowly lowered his shorts and took them off, revealing a perfect cock, not too big, not too small, uncut and with a pair of beautiful low-hanging balls. What's more, there were no tan lines, so I knew that he must sunbathe naked. `I'm not laughing' I said as he looked at me, then his eyes dropped to my crotch where my own cock was now straining to escape the tight confines of my briefs. `Oh, no' he said simply as his member began to twitch involuntarily. `You'll be laughing soon if this carries on' `Let's change the subject' I said, not really meaning it, `You'd better come over here and let me look at that graze on your leg, I've got a first aid kit in my backpack and it really needs cleaning up.' I sat on the bed and he came and stood in front of me as I took out my first aid kit. As I bent to swab his leg clean his cock brushed against the side of my face, not totally accidentally on my part, but he made no effort to move it away. As I dabbed witch hazel onto his wound he winced and held on to my head, rubbing his cock harder against my ear and I could almost hear the blood rushing through his veins, as mine was certainly galloping through mine, filling his member and sending it to it's full size. My own cock had made a mess of my briefs, darkening the blue material at the front with my precum and the head had now escaped the waistband and was poking proudly upwards and leaking copiously. As I sat back to get a good look at Alan's cock, I got a big surprise. While it had hung straight downwards when soft, a fairly respectable 4 inches, uncut with a nice patch of dark hair at it's base, it now stood straight out from his body for about three inches and abruptly turned upwards for another three inches or so, pointing almost straight at the ceiling. `Wow' I said `now that IS unusual!!' `Please don't laugh' he said `the kids at school get me worked up on purpose so I'll get a hard-on and give them a good giggle.' `I'm not laughing' I said truthfully as I leaned forward, `I'm not laughing at all' I repeated as I licked the slightly exposed piss hole and then, as Alan shuddered and placed his hands back on my head, I rolled back his foreskin and took the head into my mouth. `Oh, fuck' said Alan simply as I slowly engulfed him as far as the bend and ran my tongue around his head. `Oh, fuck' he repeated and his legs were shaking. I put my arms around him and let my hands encircle his arse cheeks, squeezing them and running a thumb down his arse crack. His legs gave way and as he knelt on the floor his cock slipped from my mouth. `I've never done anything like this before' he said as I helped him up and laid him on the bed next to me. `Don't worry' I said, `Just tell me if I'm doing anything you don't want me to.' I went back to his cock and gave him some more of the same and his moans told me that he was enjoying every moment. I could taste his precum in my mouth and it had the usual slightly salty taste with toffee overtones, most pleasant. I gave his cock a break while I worked my way up his body with my kisses, pausing first at his navel, a beautifully crafted `innie', then on up to his nipples, which were erect, but nonetheless quite small and a slightly darker shade of tan than the rest of his body. As I went to work on them with lips and fingers he moaned a little more, saying `oh, yes' several times, as if experiencing this for the first time. I worked my way further up to his neck, giving special attention to the area around his ears which he seemed to particularly enjoy, then worked my way round to his mouth, which was soft and supple, but when I tried to part his lips he shook his head and said `no, not that', so I went back to his ears, this time allowing my tongue to explore inside them. This aroused him so much that his arse left the bed as he arched his back with pleasure before turning his head to kiss me again, this time with his mouth open and receptive to my tongue. The rain by this time was beating hard on the roof of the cabin and my heart was beating just as hard. We wrestled for a while as we kissed, our cocks rubbing against one another, sharing our precum, my own still half encased in my briefs. Eventually I managed to break away from his mouth and went back to his cock which was screaming for attention and took that first three inches back inside my mouth, lowering my briefs as I went to free my own aching cock. `I'm cumming' he said as I worked my tongue around his trembling cock and he tried to pull my head away. I held on like a limpet and was rewarded several seconds later with a gush of sweet-tasting toffee-flavoured cum, followed by a second, a third, a fourth, then I lost count as wave after wave entered my mouth. Alan was almost screaming with delight and had anybody been within a twenty mile radius of that cabin, they would have been left in no doubt that Alan had just experienced one of the best orgasms of his young life. I had to swallow several times during all this to be able to accommodate his secretion and as the flow finally stopped he lay back, panting and smiling. Slowly his breathing regularised and I realised that he had fallen asleep. I lay there with my own cock begging for attention and was sorely tempted to take myself in hand, but fought against my desires as I was pretty certain that the rain was in for a while to come, so there was every chance that my patience and abstinence might be rewarded a little later. Alan was lying on his back, so I kicked my briefs from around my ankles, lay on my stomach and put my arm over his waist. In his sleep he muttered a `MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm' of pleasure and snuggled towards me and that is how we fell asleep, Alan sated from our first encounter and me in anticipation of things to come. I awoke confused, lying on my back with a hand on my cock. After checking my own, I realised that the hand must belong to someone else. I opened my eyes and remembered that I was in a hut in the middle of nowhere and then remembered that a not-bad-looking, sexy young man was lying beside me whose cum I had devoured greedily, and that the hand must belong to him. I was already rock hard, but I gave my muscles a twitch when a voice said above the noise of the rain on the roof `Ah, you're awake are you?' and a face loomed over my own and lowered itself to kiss me very gently. `You'd better let me go' I said reluctantly. `I have to pee and if I don't do it soon this cabin will be as wet inside as it is outside. Alan made no attempt to move, in fact he pressed himself down on me harder until I had to all but force him off me. I just about made it to the cabin door and yanked it open before a stream of piss forced its way out of my erect cock and into the torrent of rain. I was joined at the door by Alan who relieved himself beside me. `Fancy a cold shower? I asked. `What if anyone sees us?' he said. `Alan,' I said `we are on a remote hill track and it has been raining hard for hours. Who in their right mind would be anywhere close to us?' and with that, I took him by the hand and pulled him out into the rain. He grabbed me to him in a hug and said `Thanks, Frank, thanks for these experiences which I've never had before, and probably would never have had if I hadn't met you.' `Don't thank me now' I said, winking at him `The best is yet to come, kiddo.' With that we behaved like a couple of naughty kids half our age and ended up rolling around together in the mud, which the rain washed off afterwards. Once back inside the cabin we towelled one another dry leading to erections on both sides and then warmed ourselves next to the stove. Our clothes were all dry by now, but neither of us made any attempt to dress. I loaded more wood on to the stove and Alan lay down again on the makeshift bed. I joined him there and we lay in companionable silence, our bodies touching from foot to shoulder. Suddenly there was a flash of lightning followed immediately by a huge clap of thunder. Alan turned and cuddled up to me. `Are you frightened of storms?' I asked, concerned. `No' he replied `it was just a great excuse to get cosy.' `Since when have you needed an excuse?' I asked and put my arms around him. We talked...and talked...and talked, sharing so much between us, even thought we were comparative strangers. We just seemed to know that we could trust one another. Eventually I asked him how long he had been cycling on the hill path, which stretches for about 55 miles. `About ten minutes' he answered. `No,' I said `How long altogether, not just how long today' `Yes,' he replied `about ten minutes. I had just started out from home when the rain started.' `But why didn't you just turn around and go home?' I asked. `I was about to do that when I came off my bike.' He said `And then this gorgeous guy dressed only in a thong was telling me to get my wet kit off. Well, I wasn't going to turn down an offer like that so here I am.' `You mean that you only live ten minutes ride away?' I asked `Yes' he said simply `But I'd much rather be here with you than stuck at home on my own. I was going to ride half way along the path today and stay at a youth hostel then ride the rest of the way tomorrow and then see how I felt. If I wanted to stay I would, otherwise I'd cycle back home. Dad's away on business for a couple of weeks and mum doesn't live with us any more so I'd be on my own anyway.' `Well' I said `I don't wish to be unkind, but I'm really glad you fell off your bike just outside this hut'. We laughed and after a moment Alan started to run his hand over my chest, paying particular attention to my nipples. Of course, this I found arousing and he said `I really should repay you for what we did earlier, but I don't know if I'm ready to give you a blow job, I don't even really know whether I'm gay or not, but I'm sure enjoying what we're doing so far.' I turned and kissed him gently and said `If you would really like to make me happy you can shove that strange-looking weapon you have between your legs right up inside me and fuck me 'til the cows come home.' His eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped about three feet. `You mean you want me to ...' `That's EXACTLY what I mean' I said, taking his bent cock in my hand and giving it a tweak. `Shit' he said `I never thought I'd lose my virginity with a cock shaped like mine, especially to a boy. I thought I was condemned to beat my meat for the rest of my life.' `Not while I'm around, sexy' I said, meaning every word, particularly the `sexy' because the more I looked at him the more I liked what I saw. Could this be love? `Now' I said, `the first thing we need is some lubrication.' I got up and searched in my backpack and found some Savlon cream that I had brought in case my feet got sore with doing so much walking. I squeezed some on to his cock and rubbed it well around and then lay back, lifted my legs up and told Alan to spread the cream in and around my arse. `What, you want me to put my finger inside?' he asked. `For God's sake, Alan' I said, `You're going to put your cock in there, why should you worry about putting your finger in there? Alan laughed and did as he was bid. As his finger slipped inside for the first time a thrill ran down my spine causing me to shudder and he apologised if he hurt me. `Don't worry Kiddo' I said `that was pure pleasure.' `You'll have to help me out' he said `I'm totally new to this, I've only jerked off with my mate before, and he only laughs at my cock, so this is totally alien to me.' `Don't worry,' I said `just press the head of your cock inside me and let it rest there until I get used to it, then slowly push the rest in. We're both going to be on new ground there because I've never seen a cock like yours before, let alone had one inside me.' I stretched out on my back, put me feet over my shoulders opening my cherry as wide as I could so he could see what he was doing and as he pressed his cock against my hole I pushed downwards and it slipped inside with no difficulty. I should explain that I am no novice to anal sex, having been shafted on several occasions by two different boys. `OK, Alan, now slide in gently and slowly' He pushed in as far as the bend in his cock, then with a fair amount of effort managed to push in a little further. I was now being stretched further than I had ever been before, but I was enjoying every moment, and as he finally pushed in the full length his head pressed hard against my prostate, harder than I had ever experienced before. I thought I had died and gone to heaven and my own cock was now so hard that it hurt, but it was a GREAT hurt!!!! `Fucking hell, Frank' said Alan `that's something else. That's ... Well ... fucking fantastic' and so saying he began the pumping action in and out which is so familiar to all of us, but was totally new to him. Of course, because of his strange shape the friction between his head and my anus was greater than anybody else would experience, so we were both being pleasured more than we had ever been. `I'm not going to last long, Frank' he said after about a minute. My only concern had been that I would not last long because of what he was doing to my prostate. Waves of pleasure were raining down on me, harder even than the weather outside. `You're doing things to me that I've never experienced before' I said `and I reckon I'm going to cum before you' and less than half a minute later my cock gave a final twitch and sprayed liberal amounts of cum between us, coating our stomachs and chests, my arse clamping down on Alan's cock in the process and stimulating him even further. With a final heave Alan shot his load inside me and I felt every pulse as his cum drenched my insides. He collapsed silently on top of me and then began to whimper like a puppy dog. When he eventually regained the power of speech he just said `Wow, fucking wow.' We lay there for what seemed hours, his cock still inside me and my cum cementing us together. Once again we dozed, and when I awoke he was lying beside me on his side with his arm over my stomach. As I looked at him his eyelids fluttered open and I said simply `Thanks' `Oh, no' he said `that was something else and the pleasure is ALL mine' `I think we'll have to agree to differ' I said, `I've been fucked a few times but never, NEVER have I experienced anything like that.' Well, we slept through the night and when we awoke the next morning the sun was shining, the birds were singing, God was in his heaven and all was right with the world, especially when Alan asked me to go home with him and stay for the rest of the time his day was away. My folks weren't expecting me home for a good few days so we spent the next two weeks exploring one another's bodies, really getting to know one another and fucking like rabbits. All of this was over twenty years ago, but we still get together regularly to this day and nobody has ever come close to pleasuring me the way he does with his strange-looking, ecstasy-inducing right-angled cock, God bless him!! The Gay Narrator I hope you liked this, my first story. If you did please let me know at TheGayNarrator@dodgymail.com I will try to reply to all Emails.