Date: Tue, 7 Apr 2015 13:24:28 -0700 From: Barry Johnson Subject: Unobtainable Love 4 A big hug and thanks to my wonderful editor. He has helped me improve this story greatly. I hope that he keeps working with me to bring you guys the best of this story. Any feedback is greatly appreciated,questions or comments my email is provided above. Please donate to nifty to keep this great community going: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story contains sex between underaged teenage males. If you are under the age of 18 in most states you are not allowed to read this. Also if this story offends you, you may leave. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed except by the websites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to any person is entirely coincidental. Characters: Alex: 15 year old, Hispanic, slim lightly muscular body, hazel eyes, 6 inch dick Height: 5'6 Skin type: Tan Eric: 17 year old, mixed(white/black) (light skinned) brown eyes, slim well defined muscular body, 7 inch dick Height: 5'8 Jasmine: Has a slim athletic build. She has long legs and curvy hips. She has long straight hair that she styles differently everyday. She is Hispanic. Brandon: Well you'll see ;) Unobtainable Love - Part 4 "Oh fuck...." There, amidst all the the steam in the bathroom, stood Alex- in the shower, slowly stroking his dick. He would increase and decrease his pace all while edging himself. What he was imagining was only what he hoped could happen. "Mmmm.........mmm.....please.......don't stop......" "You like that don't you, baby?" Alex could only respond in a hushed whimper. Eric slowly pulled out until only the tip of his dick was inside Alex's warm tunnel. As slowly as he pulled out, he pushed back in. "Ooooooh goddddd.........." As much as Eric loved quick and rough sex, he enjoyed the feel of Alex's tunnel constricting around his dick. In this way, he thrust in and out slowly for twenty minutes. Alex could barely contain his moans. "Shhh, baby, you're gonna wake up Jazz n my mom." "Mmmmmmhhhh....." Alex's moan were quickly muffled as Eric's lips came crushing down on his. Eric started thrusting with more urgency. The sounds of their coupling lightly resounded in his room. Eric quickly pulled out with a grin on his face as Alex quietly moaned the absence of his dick. "Turn around, baby, doggy style." Alex complied as quickly as he could. Eric knew that this wasn't the most romantic position but he had something in his mind that he wanted to try out. As he inserted his cock into Alex, he moved down to nibble on Alex's ear, alternating between thrusting hard and gently. Slowly but surely, Eric put his hand around Alex's neck. His forearm connected with Alex's throat while his hand lay on Alex's shoulder. If he used his other hand, it would look like a choke hold but he didn't want to scare Alex. Gripping Alex's shoulder firmly, he lifted Alex's chest off the bed. "Oooh fuck..... Oh fuck, baby. PLEASE don't stop...." In this position, Eric was thrusting upwards sending waves of pleasure into Alex's warm hole. Eric's left arm wrapped around Alex's stomach while the right held him at the chest. Alex turned his head to the left to kiss the boy that was pleasing him. Eric started thrusting faster as he fiercely made out with Alex. Both boys were nearing the point of no return. Suddenly, without warning, Alex let out a moan and came painfully onto the bed below him. Five ropes of cum splattered the sheets. Alex's convulsing hole brought Eric to a much wanted orgasm. He thrust like a rabbit as he filled the condom with his teen cum. Eric's orgasm was so strong he couldn't make a sound as he came. Both boys, completely exhausted, lay in the messy sheets together. Moments later Eric slid out of Alex. Minutes passed without either of them uttering a single word. Eric turned to the sounds of sniffling. "Hey...hey...baby, why are you crying?" he asked. "I don't have you," replied a tearful Alex. "You have me baby, you have me.......always and forever........." Alex looked down to see his hand and part of the wall covered in cum. His need to have Eric seemed to grow by the hour. He quickly cleaned himself off and finished his shower. His friendship with Eric had seemed to develop in the last two days. They where inseparable, always laughing,studying, and texting. There was a sort of innocence to their friendship that everyone picked up on. Jazmine even commented that they had a brotherly bond. It hurt that I was just that; but to have Eric close on a constant basis was enough. "So, honey, who's the lucky guy?" "What?" "Oh don't play coy with me young man. I haven't seen you this happy since we bought you Jack." "Mom, there is no lucky guy and as for Jack he knows he's the only man for me, ain't you boy?" Alex's husky gave a small yelp and proceeded to lick his face. "Eww stop it, Jack. Jack...." "Ben, do you believe your son?" "Ha! Not at all. The only time I was happy like that was when I scored the winning goal in the championship game. May I add that you were as beautiful as ever." "Oh stop it!" "And the day we spent in our secret little hideout underneath that old oak tree." "Hmm I remember that day; you held me with such love. I remember feeling warmth on the chilly night staring at the stars." "Ok I don't want to know what happened that night," said Alex "Oh, baby, we made you," she said with a grin "Ok. I'm out ... Bye" "Ha!" Alex grabbed his backpack and headed out of the door. He quietly walked down the street thinking of school and his assignments. "What's up, dude?" "Hey!" "What's with the face?" "Nothing. Just my parents reminiscing about the time they made me." "Oh god...that's horrible." "I know, right." "So, any good details?" "Really, Eric!" "Ha!" he said as he broke out into a chuckle "Oh, dude, you're going to meet Brandon today." Alex froze but quickly got moving again "Oh yea..." Don't worry about him - he's harmless "Yea, harmless," Alex thought to himself. What he gathered from Jazz was that Brandon was excellent at reading people. Jazz went as far as to say she wouldn't have met Eric without Brandon. The walk to school was uneventful. Alex was able to get through four periods without a hitch. One of his teacher mentioned something about a field trip but he didn't pay attention. As lunch approached, Alex tried to remain as calm as he could. Soon as the bell rang. As he walked to the benches he say Eric and Jazz and who he assumed was Brandon. Brandon stood at 6 feet tall, what a hunk of a man. His arms were stretching the fabric of his jacket. Accompanying his impressive arms were his equally impressive legs. This guy had muscular calfs which Alex could only assume developed over long periods of vigorous exercise. His deep brown eyes seemed to be the only thing on this guy that looked gentle. As Alex got closer, he noticed that Brandon almost looked like the rapper Big Sean - but one feature stood out. A little bit above his right eye was a mean-looking scar. The scar was about half the size of his index finger. It gave Brandon a very intimidating look that sent shivers down Alex's spine. "Hey, dude," Eric said with a grin. "This is Brandon." "What's up, little man?" "Hey." "Well, that was awkward," Alex thought to himself. Lunch proceeded like any other day. There was laughter and food. All through this, Brandon didn't stop staring at Alex. Alex lost count on how many times he blushed. "Hey, bro, mind hanging out with Alex for a while after school? Practice is gonna take a while." "Sure, bro. I got you." "Fantastic," Alex thought to himself. The rest of the day went by slowly as Alex waited nervously for the bell to ring. As he left class, he wondered whether he should walk home alone instead of facing Brandon but the need to see Eric shirtless with basketball shorts on ruled that out. He walked silently and met up with Brandon by the gym. "Hey, little man." "Hey." "We didn't get to have proper introductions, I'm Brandon Jones." "Hi, Brandon. My name is Alex Ramirez." "Your name sounds familiar, have I met you before?" "Yeah at lunch." "Really? I didn't seem to notice." "Jerk." "I'm just fucking with you. So, how did you meet my boy Eric?" "I bumped into him on the way to school." "Oh really, hmm your story doesn't match with his." "What was his story?" Alex asked. "Well, he told me you bumped into him and then you went into some sort of trance." "Oh...that." Alex immediately blushed. He could vividly remember that day. "Well yeah, I had a lot on my mind that day. If you don't mind me asking, how did you get that scar on your forehead." "Was that the first thing you noticed when you saw me?" "No....yeah I did; it gives you sort of an intimidating look." "Yeah I've gotten that a lot, I got this scar the same day I met Eric. I was twelve at the time and I used to hang out with my older cousins a lot. One day we saw this boy holding hands with another boy. One of my cousins started to yell out insults while my other cousin threw pebbles at them. When one of the boys threw a pebble back, my cousins and their friends charged at them. Poor kids didn't have a chance. We chased them to the park and proceeded to beat them. I knew it was wrong, but out of fear of my cousins I hit the them anyways. When I thought they had enough my cousins kept going. I yelled for them to stop but they didn't listen. When I pushed my cousins off one of the boys, they turned their attention to me and proceeded to beat me as well. They yelled at me that I was bitch "just like those fags". They stopped after a couple of minutes. Every time I tried to get up, they would kick me back down. Then one of my cousins offered me his hand. I took it and he pulled me up and brought me into a sort of hug. He calmly whispered in my ear "you're a bitch" then he pushed me away and everything went black. I woke up disorientated in a bed that wasn't mine. Sitting next to me were the same boys that I helped beat up." "Hi I'm Eric." "And I'm Joshua." "They told me that one of the boys had struck me in the head with a rock. Eric and Josh carried me to Eric's house where his mom took care of our wounds. I asked why they had shown me mercy when I hadn't. Eric calmly told me that when you see someone in need you help them in any way you can. I wanted to ask why they were holding hands, but I was too scared to. So later that evening I met Eric's mom and boy did that woman scare the crap out of me. She stated asking why I had done this to her son. She told me that I was a bully for picking on Eric and Josh. Josh tried to protest that it wasn't my fault but Mrs. Gibson wasn't having any of that. In the end, I tearfully explained everything to her. She forgave me over time but I was more surprised that Eric and Josh had the instant they brought me home. We became friends after that, but a couple of years ago Josh moved to Chicago. So it's been just me and Eric ever since." "I....don't know what to say....." "It's probably one of the few things that I actually regret happening but I'm also grateful. I would never have met Eric if it hadn't happened. Brandon's story was sad but it lead to a good outcome at least. Alex did have one question. "So did you ever figure out why they where holding hands?" "Yes I did but it's not my secret to tell. You'll have to ask Eric if you really want to know but I wouldn't expect an answer." That response kind of disappointed him a little bit but it also made him more eager to find out. "So, Alex, tell me about yourself." "There isn't really anything to say." "Oh come on I told you my story why don't you return the favor the favor?" "I.......... " Authors note: Well that's it for this one guys. We'll see if Alex is willing to talk about himself in the next one. Also I would love to again thank my editor for his wonderful input. I'm am grateful for it! :)