Date: Wed, 25 Aug 2004 20:03:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Fup Duck <fupduckmd@yahoo.com>
Subject: Under Pressure 15

DISCLAIMER: Let's see: 1. If it's illegal - don't. 2. If you can't accept
it - don't. 3. If you're underage - don't. That about covers it.

Ahh, in the midst of another weekend at Kelly's.  I loved those times :-).
Still do, actually.  But enough about that.

Here is Chapter 15....

Fup 


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FROM CHAPTER 14

"Yeah," Kelly mumbled pulling on his briefs, while David quickly slid out
of bed to his bag to get another pair. He pulled them on, and by the time
he got back under the blankets, Kelly had turned on his side away from him
and was breathing slowly and deeply, sound asleep. Spooning against his
friend's back (shrug), he wrapped one arm over Kelly's waist and soon
followed his friend into dreamland.


UNDER PRESSURE 15 - Monopoly Stripper

David felt like he was being watched. His sleepy contentment started to be
replaced with uneasiness. He didn't LIKE to be watched. Never one to be the
center of attention, being closely examined, or even feeling eyes on him
wasn't his cup of tea. The sun came out from behind the clouds, lighting up
the woods he was wandering in. There was a slight breeze blowing, almost
caressing his bare skin. Wait a minute, bare skin? He was naked in the
woods? Lions and tigers and bears, oh my. Jerking awake, almost causing
Kelly to yelp in surprise, he realized where he was and who had been
staring. The caress of the wind was replaced by Kelly's warm palm on his
side. Reality slowly settled on David's sleep shrouded mind, and a
surprised Kelly started to grin. "Good morning sunshine," came the typical
greeting.

Flopping onto his back, David half-closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of
Kelly's touch. A thought flickered across his mind, "Why can't this be
forever?", before it was interrupted by Kelly's fingers poking his ribs.

"Stop it, I'm trying to sleep, here," he groused.

"Boo-hoo, want a tissue?" Fingers digging deeper.

Coming out of his stupor, slowly as usual, David pushed the hand away. "I'm
gonna break your fingers if you tickle me again."

Rubbing his chin with his fingers, Kelly giggled, "Hmmm, well I need them,
so I can't tickle you?" An affirmative nod from David. "Hmmmm, well then,
maybe I'll just let you sleep through breakfast."  Sticking his tongue out
at David, Kelly leapt off the bed, slid on a pair of jeans, and thumped
downstairs. David groaned at the thought of getting up specifically and
morning people in general. Stretching the kinks out, the morning sunlight
coming through the window over the bed warming his bare chest, he groaned
once more and rolled out of bed.  Pulling on a pair of old jeans, and a
scruffy sweatshirt, his stomach now overriding his sleepiness, he joined
Mrs. Sites and Kelly at the kitchen table.

Greeting Kelly's mom as cheerfully as he was able, and giving a
half-hearted glare back to Kelly's grinning face, he helped himself to the
last omelet on the serving plate.

"Kelly, write this one down," Mrs. Sites laughed, "it's a new record from
eyes open to breakfast table for David."

David ruefully smiled at Mrs. Sites, "How can you DO this, this early?"

"Always have been early birds, and I guess we passed it to our three street
urchins, thought you would have figured that out by now," she joked.

"Well, the only thing I've been able to figure out is that he's (gesturing
at Kelly) too happy in the morning."

"Yeah, and it's contagious," laughed Kelly, "remember, you just set a new
record."

"A definite bad influence," answered David.

Finishing up the morning meal, it was the boys' responsibility to wash the
dishes, this being done, Kelly slipped upstairs to don a sweatshirt before
they went to check up on their under construction volcano. "Your father
turned the heat up a little in there last night, so it should be dry,"
Mrs. Sites announced to the retreating backs of the two boys.

Entering the warm shed, the volcano had dried completely overnight, and was
almost as hard as the real thing. Using a skewer, they popped the balloons
through the 'mouth' of the sculpture, and discussed how they were going to
make it look 'real.' Deciding to use real dirt and stuff, they went in
search of appropriate scenery to apply to the hardshell.

After collecting two paint cans of dirt, and miscellaneous rocks and twigs,
they painted the visible plywood blue to represent water, since they had
previously decided the volcano was going to be an island, and painted the
dried shell brown. When the paint had dried, they 'painted' Elmer's Glue
over the dried paint and sifted the dirt over the wet glue. By then, it was
lunchtime. After scarfing down a couple of ham and cheese sandwiches and
about a gallon of milk, they returned to the shed to add the finishing
touches. Rocks and twigs were glued to the 'ground' and it was complete.

Running to get his mother, Kelly came back dragging her by the hand
babbling away at the way they had done it, and how 'cool' it
looked. Mrs. Sites agreed that it was definitely the coolest volcano she
had seen, then asked, "Well, does it work?"  The boys looked at each other,
then grinned. "Let's try it."

Getting a coffee can, the boys mixed equal parts of salt peter and sugar,
ready to pour it into the mouth of the volcano. Mrs. Sites interrupted,
saying, "Let's get something inside the opening so you don't use as much of
that stuff."

Returning with a piece of heavy cardboard rolled into a tube, she slid it
into the opening of the volcano, after soaking it in water to make it damp.
Pouring the salt peter and sugar concoction into the tube, Kelly got a
length of rocket motor fuse and stuck it into the mixture. Carrying the
volcano outside, they lit the fuse and stood watching as it lit the salt
peter. As the mixture burned, it gave off an impressive amount of fire and
smoke. When it had died down, the boys were ecstatic, and Mrs. Sites was
impressed.  "Wow," she said, "pretty neat!" The boys were gabbing a mile a
minute, not noticing Kelly's mom heading back into the house shaking her
head and chuckling at their enthusiasm.

"It's gotta be an A!" said David.

"Bet no one is gonna have a working volcano!" Kelly enthused.

"Wanna do it again?"

"Better hadn't," Kelly answered, "it might burn up or something."

"Yeah, that would really suck. We'd have to do another one."

Sliding the now cool cardboard tube out of the volcano, the boys carried it
back to the shed, put it in a safe place, and closed up shop for the
day. Yelling in the back door that they were going to go into the woods,
the boys ran into the woods at the back of the Sites' property. They
wandered around the rest of the afternoon, walking along the zoo fence next
door, hearing but not seeing any of the animals. The ringing of the bell
called them back to the house in time to wash up and change for supper. The
topic of conversation was, of course, the volcano and the guaranteed 'A'
both boys thought it deserved. The meal finished, the six of them sat
around the living room, watching TV and talking. About 9:00, both of the
younger boys announced they were getting tired and were going to bed.

Performing their pre-bed ritual of teeth brushing and washing up, the boys
were still talking about their science project. The conversation quieted
when they reached Kelly's bedroom and began to strip for bed. Kelly closed
the door, and sat on the bed, watching David remove his clothes. Glancing
over at his still-clothed friend, David stopped taking off his clothes when
he reached the button of his jeans. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"Watching. You know we really haven't seen each other naked before, not in
the light."

"Oh," answered David, "you're right. Ummm, but it's sort of weird."

"Wait, I've got an idea," giggled Kelly, moving over to his closet and
kneeling down with his back to David. Rummaging around, Kelly soon turned
around with a face-splitting grin on his face. "Dad said that when he was
in Germany, he and some friends used to go to a bar where the girls took
off their clothes. He said that they put money in their clothes as they
were stripping. So...." He raised his hand, which was full of Monopoly
money.  "Now it won't be weird," he laughed, turning on the clock radio
next to his bed.  "See? You even have music." Kelly wiggled his eyebrows,
and sat back down on the bed.

David was nervous. He wasn't sure about Kelly seeing him naked in a
well-lit room. He was sort of self-conscious about showing his body, since
his parents were always telling him to put clothes on when he tried to run
around the house in briefs. But this could be fun, a game, and it was only
Kelly. Standing there bare-chested, he grinned and started to shake his
hips, unbuttoning his jeans.

Laughing, Kelly said, "Come closer, so I can pay you."

Moving over to within arm's reach of his grinning friend. David
self-consciously began to lower the zipper of his jeans. Kelly reached over
and stuck a one-dollar Monopoly bill into David's front jeans pocket.

"Only a dollar?" David complained, "I'll just stop now."

Flopping on his back, laughing, Kelly said, "I only pay for the good
stuff." Then he sat back up watching David lower his jeans, his grin
changing into a smile as he watched his friend step out of them. "C'mon,
shake it," he giggled.

Somewhat embarrassed at being almost naked in front of Kelly, who was still
dressed, David half-heartedly swung his hips again. Kelly reached forward
and slipped a 100-dollar bill into David's waistband. Grinning again, he
half-whispered, "Told ya I only pay for the good stuff."

David continued his attempt at a striptease, every so often Kelly would
slip a bill into the waist or leg of David's briefs. The last time he did
it, he put his hands on David's hips and pressed his face into the front of
the briefs. Surprised, David went immediately from self-conscious to
aroused. Still sitting on the edge of the bed, Kelly reached for the
waistband of the briefs, slid his fingers underneath, and slid them off
David's hips before he had a chance to protest. "See, that's not so bad,"
he whispered, then gave the head of David's hard dick a quick kiss.

David shuddered a little from the contact, his naked form blushing from
head to toe. He stood motionless as Kelly, now serious, gazed at his nude
body.  What Kelly saw was a fair complected boy, about 5' 3" (David had a
growth spurt soon after Christmas, his parents were still complaining about
having to return some of the clothes he got under the tree), weighing a
little over 100 pounds, hairless - except for the sandy blonde mop on his
head, and a small darker colored 'mustache' at the base of his dick, small
darkish nipples, innie belly-button in a flat stomach, his erect cut dick
sticking out about 5" from his groin with a slight upward curve, largish
(bigger than his own) balls, somewhat skinny legs, and ending with size 5
feet. Reaching out and using David's hips to turn him, he was rewarded with
a pair of smooth dimpled cheeks, that pushed out slightly, but were now
clenched with embarrassment. Giving a peck on each cheek, he turned David
back around to face him, meeting his friend's red face with a smile, "See?
That's not so bad."

Swallowing heavily, David flopped down on the bed, half covering himself
with the bedspread. He looked at Kelly with a lopsided grin, and said,
"Your turn, give me that money."  Giving the remaining bills to his friend,
Kelly gave him an impish grin, stood up and began to unbutton his
shirt. "Hold on there mister," David grinned, "if you expect any pay,
you're gonna have to shake that body."

Now David's self-consciousness transferred to Kelly. David glanced at
Kelly's crotch, and seeing his friend's bulge, grinned up at him again and
said, "I only pay for the good stuff."
 
Blushing, Kelly began to take off his shirt, while moving his hips to the
beat of the music on the radio. The shirt slid down his arms, and he swung
it so it landed over David's head.
 
Quietly laughing, David said, "Trying to hide, huh?"  Throwing the shirt
onto the floor, David looked back to Kelly who was still slightly blushing,
and smiled. Kelly's torso was as smooth as his own, he was darker than
David, it almost looked like he had a light year-round tan. His nipples
were a little bigger than David's and darker. His stomach, while not fat,
had a slight bulge to it, his belly-button also was an innie, but was a
little deeper than David's. Some sparse hairs were revealed when he lifted
his arms, but hardly noticeable.

David reached over and stuck a one-dollar bill into Kelly's front pocket
and winked. Kelly then unfastened the top of his jeans, and slid the zipper
down, exposing the white glare of the briefs underneath. David was just
reaching out with a 50-dollar bill, when a knock came on the door, followed
by Mrs. Sites' voice, "Turn off the light and turn down the radio boys,
we're going to bed." Then footsteps and quiet conversation continued down
the hallway.

Both boys completely froze up when they heard the knock, then David
snatched his hand back, and Kelly re-fastened his jeans.  Recovering
quicker than his naked friend, who was clutching the bedspread against him,
he walked over to the switch and turned off the overhead light. He then
whispered to a panicked David, "Turn on the reading light, and turn the
radio off."

Doing as requested, David once again looked over to Kelly, who had a
knowing grin on his face. "Shine the light over here," Kelly whispered.

Settling down a bit, David started "But...."

"You know they never come in without getting permission," Kelly tried to
calm down his friend.

Realizing finally that Kelly was right, he had a LOT more privacy than
David did at home, David began to smile again as he figured out that the
show wasn't over. David spotlighted Kelly with the reading light and Kelly
moved closer to the bed and once again unfastened his jeans and slipped the
zipper down. As he was stepping out of his puddled jeans, David slipped a
500-dollar bill into Kelly's briefs. Kelly chuckled and whispered, "Wow, I
must be pretty good." David smiled and just motioned for him to
continue. Smiling slightly, Kelly moved closer to David, who noticed a wet
spot in Kelly's briefs and began to slide the briefs down. David brushed
the front of the briefs with his fingers, feeling the hardness underneath,
and making Kelly gasp slightly. Money forgotten, David watched as Kelly
slid his briefs down, then stood up, his naked body on full view.

Kelly's hard dick was about the same size as his, and there was a small
amount of wetness shining on the tip. But instead of curving up toward his
stomach, it curved to the left. Ever since discovering this fact about his
friend, he always wondered how he would have sexual intercourse with a
girl. He never asked, it wasn't his business really, but it made Kelly's
dick fun to play with.  A small, but full sac hung below Kelly's erection,
David noticing the difference between them almost immediately. A small,
dark brown tuft of hair was present on either side of Kelly's dick, and
David noticed two or three hairs on the ballsac. Kelly's legs were lean and
size 6 feet completed the picture.

Grinning, Kelly turned around, exposing his backside to his sitting and
aroused friend.  Kelly's butt had the same coloring as the rest of his
body, and, David reached out and ran a hand over them, were just as smooth
as his own.  Breaking the silence, David whispered, "I only pay for the
best."

Kelly turned around as David stood up and hugged his naked friend to
him. Closing their eyes they were soon locked in their favorite pastime.
Still wrapped around each other, they lowered themselves to the bed,
turning off the light, and pushing the blankets down to the foot of the
bed. Not a word was spoken as Kelly removed his lips from David's and
kissed his nipples then, without a pause, moved lower to David's hard
dick. This time, when Kelly slid his lips over the head, kept going down
until he couldn't take anymore, then slid back up.

"That's feels good," David whispered.

Kelly let David's hardness out of his mouth and whispered back, "Thought it
might."

Then he returned to giving David pleasure. As he was sliding his mouth over
his friend's dick, he used a hand to fondle the ballsac. David's hands were
rubbing over Kelly's back and butt, giving him goosebumps. Soon, David felt
the now familiar tension building, and hissed, "Stop, I'm gonna shoot."

Kelly slid off David's pulsing shaft, replacing his mouth with his hand,
but kept his face at hip level so he could watch what was about to
happen. David's dick tensed, and he felt his balls pull up inside him. As
his toes clenched almost painfully, a few dribbles of cum left his piss
slit and oozed down onto Kelly's hand. Still breathing heavily and covered
with a light sheen of sweat David watched as Kelly started moving his head
toward his dick then stopped as if thinking. After about a second, Kelly
kissed the head of David's sensitive dick, tasting his juice. As he was
sliding back up toward the head of the bed, his hard dick slid along
David's smooth thigh and hip.  David was watching Kelly's face, trying to
judge his reaction to the taste of his cum, and saw him wince, then he
started sliding against David's hip. Almost slamming his head on David's
chest, his body tightened and David felt the wetness from Kelly's dick
increase somewhat. Sliding his arm around his cumming friend, he squeezed
slightly, wordlessly saying it was ok.

As Kelly's body relaxed, he didn't move from David's chest. Feeling the
sweaty back hitch a little, he whispered, "What's wrong?"

Without looking at him, Kelly brokenly whispered, "I'm sorry for that."

"Hey, it's cool," David whispered back, hugging his arm tighter.

"You sure?"

"Well, I haven't hit you have I? Or thrown you out of bed."

This last comment was rewarded by a small laugh from the face resting
against his chest, "It's MY bed anyway."

Crisis solved, Kelly moved his face back up to David's and gave a gentle
kiss, "Thanks."

Not good at emotions, David diverted Kelly's attention with, "So? How was
it?"

"Sorta weird, but ok," Kelly half-smiled, "kinda...I dunno...different?"

David quietly laughed, "I guess you could say that."

Kelly was still sliding his softening dick against David's hip, smearing
his cum over the skin.  Realizing what he was doing, he smiled and stopped.

Arm still wrapped around Kelly, David whispered, "You know, we ought to
clean this mess up."

"Ummm, I don't think so," Kelly teased, "maybe I like it like this."

"Yeah, well, it's starting to get cold and nasty feeling."

Sighing dramatically, Kelly answered, "Well, ok, if you must."

Giving his friend a squeeze, David reached down to the floor, grabbing the
first piece of discarded clothing he found, which happened to be Kelly's
briefs.  Snickering to himself, he wiped the cold cum off his hip and soft
member and handed them to Kelly.  As Kelly began to clean himself up, he
realized what he was using.  "Hey, these are mine."

"Yep, sorta glad they are 'cos I'm down to my last pair, and I really don't
want to go home not wearing underwear, it would probably feel weird, or I'd
get my dick caught in the zipper of my jeans."

"Oh man," Kelly complained, "now I have to get up and get another pair."
Sliding over David's still nude body, Kelly gave him a quick peck on the
cheek and said, "Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back."

Chuckling quietly, David watched the moonlit form of his naked friend walk
over to the bureau to retrieve a clean pair of briefs.  Then, finding his
last pair, where they had landed during his little 'show', he slipped them
on as Kelly returned to bed, now 'presentable.'  Kelly crawled over David's
body again, trying to get as much contact as he could before finally coming
to rest with his chest on David's and his lower body on the bed.  He laid
there just grinning, until perturbed, David asked, "What's so funny?"

Grinning even more widely, Kelly said, "Now we're even."

"Maybe," David grinned back.

His own grin faltering a little, he wondered what David meant and asked as
much.

"Oh, nothing really," David answered, "just thinking of something."

"Well, quit thinking and tell me."

"Nope, it'll be a surprise," giggled David.

"Tell me," whined Kelly.

Thinking of something quickly, David replied, "Oh, just thinking about that
'A' we're gonna get."

"Oh, just that?"

"Yep, just that, let's sleep."

"Pull up the covers, I'm comfortable," mumbled Kelly, his head still on
David's chest.

Raising his eyebrows in the darkened room at his friend's comment, he
reached down and pulled the blankets up to Kelly's shoulders.  Keeping his
arm wrapped around Kelly, he kissed the top of Kelly's head and whispered,
"Night Kel."

"Night, Dave," drifting off to sleep David thought he heard Kelly mumble
something else, the words muffled by his chest.

"What?"

"Nothing," came the almost intelligible reply.  Both boys then drifted off
into sleep.


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