Date: Mon, 12 Jun 2006 21:07:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Smith <atreyumylove@yahoo.com>
Subject: Christian and I Part 2

Disclaimer: The following story contains sexual acts between Minors,
including pre-teens and/or adults. Strong language is also contained. The
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underage, it is advised not to read further. You have been warned.

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		 Copyright 2006 by atreyu

		  atreyumylove@yahoo.com


		  Christian and I Part 2


  It was about 8:00 in the morning when I woke up the next
day. I had slept like a baby after an intense jerk off
session the night before. It was a beautiful summer morning
as I woke up. I had left my window open and a wonderful
summer morning smell came through it.
"Aaaagh!" I yawned and stretched out on my bed, still naked
and again with a fierce morning erection. I caressed my
balls and pulled back the foreskin on my dick. I am uncut,
which makes my gland extremely sensitive to the touch when
the skin isn't covering it. I love how when I am hard and
masturbating, I pull the skin back every so often,
stretching it over my engorged purplish juicy cock head,
blowing on it the cool air makes me shiver as a big drop of
clear pre cum starts to ooze out. Sometimes I scoop it off
and put it on my tongue. The salty flavor of it makes my
cock harder; I can almost taste it now. I whish I could suck
my self sometimes. Ugh! I was craving a good morning wank,
but I needed to get up. I was sure my dad was already
waiting for me downstairs to go with him to the hardware
store. "That sucks!" I thought. He wanted to go to Home
Depot and buy some ceiling fans for the house and some other
stuff.
I was still feeling lazy and sleepy but I had already agreed
to go with him the day before. So, unwillingly and not yet
ready to, I got up as I heard a knock on my door and the
voice of my mother on the other side. "Ya te levantaste? Tu
papa te esta esperando!" Said my mom in Spanish, asking me
if I was up and letting me know that my dad was waiting for
me. "Ya voy, me voy a banar rapido!" I answered back telling
her that I was almost there and that I was taking a quick
shower. I went into the bathroom and saw my reflection in
the full size mirror. My face didn't look too happy about
getting up so early on a Saturday morning. I saw my dick
still semi hard; affects no doubt from a combination of
hornyness and the need to release my bladder. I then
remembered the new friend I had just met the night before,
Chris. I smiled and felt excited; I remembered we had a
"date" later today, as Chris had jokingly said, and wondered
what the day had in store for me.
After the quick shower I went and put on a fresh pair of
white Calvin Klein bikini briefs. I slipped into them and
adjusted them carefully around my round teenage ass and
young plump balls. I started choosing my underwear a long
time ago. I loathe boxers, can't stand them; besides hiding
the beautiful male assets, they crumple up inside your
pants. It's just too annoying, too much unneeded fabric,
plus they look stupid and boring, like something an old
timer would wear. I threw on some carpenter jeans, a white T-
shirt and some sandals.
I went downstairs to the kitchen, my hair still damp from
the shower, but feeling much better now. My dad was reading
the paper and drinking is morning coffee as my mother fixed
us breakfast and talked on the phone.  "Buenos dias" I said.
"Morning" My dad said without taking his eyes off the paper
and sipping on his coffee mug. My mom, holding the phone
with her head and shoulder, could just look at me and smile.
I went and got some O.J. from the fridge and sat down at the
table. Seconds later my mom put a plate with eggs and bacon
in front of me, which I managed to annihilate in a few
minutes.
  It was about 8:30 am when we started to leave for the
store. I was silent during the ride, enjoying the sunny
Californian day above us, my window open, and the wind
running through my longish brown hair. I felt so relaxed, my
shades on and smiling. The radio was playing a song called
"Head over heels" by Tears for Fears, An 80's band. It went
with my mood at the moment I guess. I love 80's music. Well,
I love a lot of music but 80's, alternative and "new wave"
as it was called, is my favorite. "You ok son?" Asked my
dad, interrupting my reverie.
"Oh yeah, am good and you?"
"You're kind of quiet?" he said.
"I'm still a little sleepy I guess" I answered not wanting
to explain my self too much.
 "Your mom and I are going down to Tijuana today to buy some
tile. You want to come with us? Help us pick it out maybe?"
My dad said.
"Um, actually I'm booked today dad" I said smart assy with a
crooked smile. "Remember Chris, the guy from last night?" I
added.
"I sure do" Said my dad "Your hanging out today?"
"Yeah, he invited me to his house for a swim"
"Oh, that's good. Well ok, just be careful" He said with a
serious tone, his eyes on the road.
"You should invite him over someday, maybe we can meet him"
Said dad.
"Yeah, maybe I will."
"Well, just be careful" Recurred my dad.
"Yeah, I'll be fine" I said passively looking out the
window.
We were at the parking lot some minutes later. "It looks
packed!" My dad said as he was driving and looking for a
parking space. We saw a car leaving and it was close to the
entrance.
"Beautiful!" Said my dad with a grin and quickly maneuvered
into it.
We got out of the truck and started walking towards the
store. The sun was shining strong. It was going to be a hot
day. About 86 according to the weather report on the radio.
As we walked inside we were greeted by the coolness of the
store's A/C. I quickly went and snatched a cart.
"Let's see.Excuse me, where can I find the ceiling fans?"
Asked my dad to a guy wearing an orange Home Depot vest. He
seemed young, like in his early thirties. Blond hair cut
very short, light skin and bit tall. He had green eyes and a
goatee. He was bearish looking, husky. I didn't know what it
was, but I felt a vibe from him.
"Oh, they should be on isle 9 sir" Said the guy with a very
helpful tone. He made eye contact with me and I noticed him
checking me out from head to toe, though it was so swift,
almost light speed, anyone else would have barely noticed.
"Thank you" Said my dad as he started to walk over to where
the guy had pointed us. I followed behind, keen to look back
at the guy. My curiosity got the best of me and I turned my
head back. He was standing there still looking at me. He
smiled. I smiled back nervously then turned my head back
forward. "Damn!" I thought. "I wouldn't mind licking that!"
"Did he sense me also?" I thought. "Is it obvious?" I
worried a little. "Nah" I thought out loud. I had heard
about "gaydar" I guess this was my first attempt at using
it.
"What was that?" My dad asked.
"Huh? Oh.umm, nothing!" "There they are!" I said to my dad
as I maneuvered the cart to isle 9.
We got the ceiling fans that my dad picked out and I put
them in the cart. We went and got some other things my dad
needed for the house. It took us a little while to find it
as I was following behind and hearing him talk to him self,
figuring out what ever else he needed.  I was just being a
quiet assistant to him, checking out all the cute boys and
guys that were there walking around in the store. A few of
them made eye contact with me and smiled. When we were
finally done we headed off to pay. "Cool!" I thought as I
looked at my watch. It was about to be 11:00 am
"Why don't you go and get in line. I'm going to go find some
screws; I'll meet you there soon, ok?" Said my dad
"Ok" I answered
I went on my merry way, looking for the shortest line to
pay. By chance I found one and parked there waiting for my
dad. As I was there I noticed the cashier was the same guy
that had helped us before! There were a couple of people in
front of me as I waited for my turn. I didn't know why but I
started to feel a bit anxious. The guy noticed me again and
smiled at me. I smiled back but couldn't keep eye contact
for long.
As my turn came up, I smiled at him and started unloading
the cart.
"Hi!" Said the guy fervently "Did you find everything you
needed?"
"Umm, yeah, I think we did" I answered turning my head,
looking for my father. I started to get a bit worried. My
dad wasn't there yet and there were people waiting behind
me. "Umm, my dad went to find some screws, he should be here
soon" I said
"Oh, ok!" "Screws eh? Yeah those are hard to find sometimes"
Said the guy smiling and giving me a crafty look.  "Let me
start with this." It didn't dawn on me till later.
As he was scanning the stuff I had put on the countertop, he
kept smiling and looking at me every so often. I saw his
nametag read Mark.  He was wearing his orange vest over a
dark green collar t-shirt, denim shorts and white sneakers.
His legs were a bit fuzzy with light brownish hair. I heard
the phone on his terminal ring and he turned around for a
while to answer it. My eyes started to wonder, roaming over
his thick muscular calves and his chubby butt as he turned
away. He was a bit chubby but muscular.
"Mmmm. Teddy Bear" I though smiling. My raging teenage
hormones started to overpower my cock, making it twitch as
images of him and me on a bed, naked, having sweaty fucking
sex flashed through my mind. I imagined him on top of me
sucking my nipples aggressively and running his strong manly
hands all over my young body, squeezing my boy ass hard,
claiming it, grunting, forcing his tongue in my mouth. Then
going down on me and sucking on my hard cock as his thick
fingers fucked my virgin hole!
"Everything ok?" I heard my dad behind me. I jumped as my
perverted trance was suddenly shattered by my father's
voice.
"Umm.yeah" I said.
After we finished paying, the guy smiled at me one last time
saying "Bye, come again!" Darn! I thought. What if my dad
hadn't been with me? "Yeah right!" I thought and smiled at
my absurdity.

We got home and it was about 11:30 or so. I helped unload
the truck and went to the kitchen to get a glass of cold
water. My mom was there sitting at the table, cutting some
coupons. "Hey!" She said smiling at me. "Vas a ir con
nosotros a comprar tile?" She asked me if I was going with
them for the tile
"No, voy a ir a nadar con un amigo" I answered telling her I
had plans with a friend. "Oh ok, ten cuidado!" She yelled as
I started running upstairs to my room. "I will!"
 I got to my room and my phone started buzzing. I was
receiving a text from Chris it seemed. "Hey Freddy, I'll be
at my house in about 10 mins. You still coming over right?"
Read the message.
I quickly typed a reply "Sure am, be there at noon" I
pressed the send button. I went and grabbed a small back
pack I had and got a fresh towel from my drawer, a pair of
swim shorts and stuffed them in there. I stood there
thinking what else I needed when my phone buzzed again.
Another text from Chris. "Cool, see you soon then!" It read.
I saw my dad pop his head inside my room. "Ok, we're going
now, be careful and make sure you lock the house. We should
be back later this afternoon" "Bye" He said and left.
"Ok, you be careful too" I told him as he started to go down
the stairs.
I couldn't think of anything else to take in the bag. I
waited for my parents to leave and grabbed the back pack. I
made sure to lock the door as I was instructed and went on
my merry way. A couple of blocks down I made it to Chris's
house. I was about to ring the doorbell when the door opened
suddenly surprising me. It was Chris. I stood frozen with my
finger sticking out. "Ding.dong?" I said
"Oh hey, ha ha! Right on time!" Chris said.
"Hey what's up?" I said smiling.
"Not much, just waiting for you Sir" He said. "Come on in!"
"Hey by the way, you never told me your last name" He noted.
I went in behind him, closed the door and started to follow
him a few steps behind. Quickly my eyes locked into his ass.
I was trying to take mental pictures of it, bouncing as it
walked in front of me. He was wearing some denim shorts and
a white t-shirt. "Mmmm" I thought.
"Paz" I said. "It's Paz. P-A-Z" I spelled it out for him.
"Your last name's Paz?" Asked Chris. "Oh.umm, what does it
mean?"
"It's Spanish, it means Peace" I said.
"Oh interesting, mine's Avery, Christian Nathaniel Avery.
That's what my mom calls me when she's mad at me!"
"Nice to meet you again Christian Nathaniel Avery" I said.
"Hahaha, yeah!" Chuckled Chris turning his head around,
almost catching me stare at his juicy ass.
"Um.I'm by my self" He said "My mom went to L.A. with some
friends she's not coming back tonight"
"Oh, ok" I said back.
"Come on, I need to go change" Said Chris as he started
walking up to his room.
"I got some snacks and drinks outside ready for us"
"Cool!" I said, "Its hot today!"
"Sure is buddy" Chris said smiling. His round ass still
bouncing in front of me, teasing me. God I wanted to feel
his ass so much!
"Did you bring swim trunks?"
"Yeah, I have them here" I answered.
"Cool!"
We walked into his room. "You can change here if you wanna"
Said Chris with a casual tone as he went to his closet. He
unbuttoned his shorts and let them fall on the floor. My
mouth dried up in a millisecond. He was just standing there
in nothing but his t-shirt and tighty whities. His round ass
towards me, skin so white. He was looking for his trunks or
something; I was looking at his ass and legs!
I could feel my heart starting to beat faster. My dick
twitched at the site. His beautiful melon ass checks covered
by the white cotton material making them look more delicious
then they already were.
"Ah here they are!" He said bending over to get what he was
looking for. As he did this, his round ass expanded more,
stretching the white fabric of his underwear and making them
tighter around his ass cheeks. For a couple of seconds I was
able to make out his ass crack through the thin cottony
material and his balls hanging down inside it. "Fuuuck!" I
said out loud, surprising my self at what I had just done.
He stood up and his underwear rode up his ass, creating a
crack and separating his two plump orbs. My eyes quickly
went down. "Something wrong?" Said Chris turning to face me.
"Hey you're not ready yet?!" He exclaimed "What's the matter
you want me to help you?!"
I nervously laughed, not sure if he had caught me gawking at
him. "No, umm, my zipper's stuck" I said. And it was.
Thankfully, I thought. "Oh.well.you need help? Let me see"
Said Chris walking towards me. I couldn't help looking at
his bulge hanging down under the t-shirt he was wearing. I
imagined his balls heavy with teen spunk nestling inside the
cottony material, rocking slightly side to side by
the walking motion of his thick white legs.
"It's.ok" I said. I knew my cock could get me in trouble if
he got any closer. He ignored what I said and sat down on
his bed next to where I was standing, struggling with the
cursed zipper.
My face turned red. "Um, fuck!" I cussed out loud.
"Come over here" He said grabbing the pockets on my pants
and pulling me just in front of him. "Let's see." He got
within inches of my crotch, inspecting the problem. "Fuck!"
I thought to my self as I could feel my dick starting to
swell up. "Oh I see the problem" He said. "There's a piece
of cloth stuck in there, I think it's from your underwear"
He turned his head up to look at me.
"Oh, um ok" Was all that I could say.
"Yeah, let me see."  Said Chris with a casual tone, as if he
did this all the time. He then grabbed the zipper and tried
to pull it down him self. As he did this, I felt the side of
his hand slightly rubbing against my fattening cock every so
often. My cock was more noticeable now. Chris said nothing
about this. I was just there, speechless. Standing and
looking down at him as he sat in his underwear, his legs
looking so luscious from where I was. "There!" He said as
the stupid zipper gave in. "That wasn't so bad now, was it
little puppy?" Said Chris making a sad face and looking up
at me. I knew he was mocking me, but still, it was funny, we
both smiled.
"Funny" I sparred. Then I thanked him with a nervous smile
and a hard cock in my pants.
"No problem!" Said Chris. "You owe me one!" I saw him glance
at my bulge.
"Um.you seem to have another problem there bud" He said.
"Yyyeah.umm.sorry about that" I said turning around. I could
feel my face blushing.
"Hey, didn't mean to embarrass you!"
"Yeah well." I said
"For reals! Don't sweat it man! It's normal for us guys!"
"Dicks are traitorous, especially when there's someone hot
like me close!" He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.
"Yyyeah.I Mean.they are.um.traitorous" I said sheepishly.
Chris looked at me with a smirk on his face. He gave another
quick glance at my bulge. Then the phone rang and we both
turned to it. He got up and I noticed he also had a small
tenting in his underwear. He walked over and answered.
"Oh hey mother. Having fun?" He said smiling and looking at
me. I quickly unzipped and pull my pants down and sat on the
bed to take them off. "Yeah, I'm good" "Nah, don't worry,
I'll be all right" Said Chris on the phone. "No, my friend
Alfredo is here. Remember I told you about him?" He said. He
had already talked to his mom about me? I thought.
 "We're just gonna hang out and swim or something" "Don't
know, I'll ask him" Chris covered the phone with his hand
"Hey Freddy, you wanna spend the night? I guess my mommy
doesn't trust me being all alone by my self" He said in a
mocking tone.
"Yeah, I guess I could" I said.
I stood up and took off my t-shirt. I was just as Chris had
been minutes earlier, in just my underwear but shirtless, my
back to him.
"Yeah, he says he can mom" "Yeah, I will mother dear!"
Answered Chris. "Ok, I'll see ya later then. Bye!" The phone
beeped as he set it back into the cradle.
I was busy folding my pants so that they wouldn't wrinkle so
much. All this time there was silence. But since I was busy,
I didn't noticed. I rolled up my pants and bent over to put
them in my backpack. Then I heard a whistle coming from
Chris's direction. I quickly stood up like he had done
earlier and turned my head. I felt half my left cheek was
exposed as the bikini I was wearing had road up over it. He
was just standing there, smiling, and watching me.
"Hey!" I said surprised. "I thought you were finishing
getting ready!"
"Oooh, nice undies!" He said chuckling, looking directly at
my ass.
"Hey you pervert!" I said with a smile trying to sound
bothered.
"And nice butt too!" He said.
"Shut up!" I said chuckling.
"Oh come on! It's only fair! I know you were looking at my
butt earlier too!" Chris said with a wicked smile, accussing
me.
"What?! I was not!" I chuckled nervously.
"You was too! Hey it's cool. I know I have a nice ass! Haha.
You do too" "And I don't mind you looking at it" He said
"Here you wanna touch it?" Chris turned around and stuck his
ass out for me. I started laughing.
"You're crazy!" I told him. Was he joking? He was being so
forward. Was he trying to find out if I was a little faggot?
I was thinking all this as my face started to blush.
"Maybe, but that doesn't change the fact that you looked at
my butt!" Chris stood up straight, still with a devilish
smile.
"Ha ha ha, whatever!" I laughed standing there with nothing
more then my white bikinis and my pants in my hands.
Chris was going to say something but the phone starting
ringing again. He went to answer, prancing around in his
tighty whities. "Hello?" "Oh hey Lisa! Long time no see.
What's up babe?" As Chris chatted on the phone, I went on
putting my pants and t-shirt away. I grabbed my swim trunks
from the backpack and quickly took off my underwear and sat
on the bed to get into my trunks. I felt a wicked sense of
pleasure being naked in front of him for a couple of
seconds.
 "Oh just here, hanging out with my friend Freddy" Chris was
still on the phone "No you haven't met him" "What's up?" "Oh
really? Tonight? Oh that's right, I forgot!" "Um, sure, I
guess we could make it" "Cool, we'll be there! Bye" By the
time Chris hanged up, I was already in my trunks but
shirtless. I cloaked my back with my towel.
 "That was Lisa. We used to go out" He said. "Remember the
one with the big tits? Haha!" Said Chris with a chuckle.
"Oh yeah." I said.
"Well anyways, it's her birthday I guess, and she invited us
to her party tonight, at her house." "You think we should
go?"
"Um, don't know. It's up to you" I said unsure.
"Well, we don't have to. If you don't feel like it" Chris
said. "She can be a bitch sometimes! So I don't really care"
I thought it was cute of him. Willing to pass on this party
just for me. It really made me feel giddy inside. But still
I needed to be courteous.
"Oh.I don't mind if you want us to go Chris"
"You sure?"
"Uh huh" I responded nodding my head.
"Well, we could go for a little while; you can meet some of
my other friends there. Then we'll leave" Chris said
"Ok, sounds like fun!" I said with a smile.
"Yeah, besides if it sucks we can always leave early or
something. Right?"
"Yeah, we could" I said.
"Cool, this is the plan then. We'll go and hang out at the
pool right now. Then later we'll go to the party. She said
around 7"
"Oh, mmk" I answered.
"Awesome then!"  Chris said excited, scratching his belly a
bit. "Well, I see you're all ready. Why don't you go and get
some ice from the fridge and meet me down by the pool. It's
down there, you can't miss it!"
"Ok.Oh.umm.I forgot my sun blocker. Do you have any?" I
asked
"Oh yeah, I need some too! I'll take it with me right now"
Said Chris.
"Ok, I'll meet you there then!" I said as I grabbed my
backpack and went downstairs. I was so turned on. "Fuck!
"That was hot!" I thought to my self. I couldn't get the
images of him parading around in front of me, so casual in
his tight Hanes. How his fucking hot ass stared at me when
he bent over! And all that  "You can look at my butt, I
don't mind" thing we just had. I felt hi, dazed. I tried to
think of something else, not wanting my dick to betray me
again.
I had the ice with me and went outside where the pool was.
It wasn't hard to find. There was a huge sliding glass door
in the living room that led to it. The backyard was very
nice, big and private. There were lots of tall pine trees
near the main wall that separated their property. A very
expensive looking patio furniture set was sitting on the
green lawn that surrounded the pool. There was also a mini
bar there, no bottles though. I assumed for when they had
their parties.
I went and sat on one of the patio chairs near the pool. A
few seconds later I heard the glass door sliding open.
"Good, you found it!" Said Chris as he came walking. I
turned my head and I saw him wearing a pair of navy blue
Speedos, shirtless and a towel over his left shoulder.
"Um.yeah, piece of cake" I said. Trying to sound as carefree
as possible. I was glad I had my shades or he would have
seen my eyes gawking at him. He stopped just in front of me,
his bulge a feet from my face. "Here you go bud" He said as
he handed me the tube of sun blocking cream.
"Thanks!" I said trying to keep my cool. I could feel my
heart racing. This was all new to me; so exciting. A
combination of lust and something else that made me want to
jump or cry or laugh or something! He was just so fucking
appealing to me, so sexual! I didn't know how I was going to
keep hiding it! What a delicious torture it was.
"You're a bit pale! You're gonna have to be careful with the
sun dude" He said.
"Yeah, I know. I'm not very sun friendly" I responded.
"Yeah, no kidding, me too. Well, I mostly turn red. But it
hurts like a mother!" Chris chuckled as he sat on the other
chair. I had started rubbing some cream on my arms. I could
see Chris watching me every so often from the corner of my
eye. He then grabbed the tube of sun blocker and started
doing the same. He raised his right knee, setting his foot
on top of the chair. He started working some cream on his
leg. This gave me an awesome view of his gorgeous teenage
bugle hanging between his thighs. I could feel a hard on
coming so I decided to start a conversation.
"So.how come you said you're girl friend was a bitch?" I
asked him.
"Oh Lisa?" "Well, she's not my girlfriend anymore. She's
just a fucking tease, that's what she is. She would start
fooling around with me, you know? But always left me blue
balled" "Then she stood me up a whole bunch of times!" "I
just got tired of her shit!"
Even though, I was wearing my shades. I was trying very hard
not to stare at his bulge, his tits, his big thick thighs.
"Who's teasing whom?" I thought to my self.
"How old is she?" I asked.
"She's 16. A bit older than me, well.17 now"
"You know, I kinda fucked her once, at her house"
My heart sunk a bit. "You did?" I said softly. "Um.what do
you mean kinda?" Chris had a sly look on his face, half
smiling.
"Well, we were at her house by our selves one time, and we
started making out. So you know, I guess she got horny and
wet or something so she asked me to fuck her. So.I did! I
started to do her and like I was half inside her when heard
her parents coming home!" "So we had to stop!" "Hahaha, it
was kinda funny. We got our shit scared!" Chris laughed as
he rubbed his right thigh. I just chuckled dazedly as images
of him, naked on top of some girl flashed through my head.
"That's the one and only time she let me put it in, well,
half put it in. It was all downhill from there. I'm pretty
sure she was fucking around with older guys, and she was
just with me cuz I used to buy her shit and stuff, you
know?"
"Oh wow. I'm sorry!" I said to Chris.
"Nah, it's totally cool! I'm over that shit" He said. "It's
not like I was in love with her or anything, I just wanted
to get me a li'l action. You know what I mean?" Chris bobbed
his eyebrows at me "But all I got was a couple of bad hand
jobs from her besides that little incident where we almost
got caught" Chris chuckled "Meh whatever, she's a slut!
Anyways, we're just friends now. I know, I know, it's
weird!" There was some silence; I was feeling envious of
that bitch.
"What about you?" He asked abruptly. "You've had a
girlfriend before? I bet there's some hot "mamacita" you
left behind in Mexico!"
I chuckled at his "mamacita" comment. "Nah, not really" I
said sounding a bit disappointed, looking at the pool.
"Maybe I'll meet someone here. Sometimes girls are not
interested in the things you are interested" I tried to
sounds as apologetic as possible, but I guess I just sounded
weird or dumb. If only he knew. I thought to my self. How
can you compare a simple cunt with a beautiful set of plump
balls and a nice fat dick? Or the two beautiful round
butterscotch orbs of a nice manly ass with the flabby butt
of a woman? There is just no comparison, me thinks.
"Well" Said Chris "Maybe I can introduce you to some one at
the party"
"Oh.yeah.maybe" I said trying to sound eager.
"I mean, you're good looking. You have a nice body. Not like
me, I'm fat and ugly! You have awesome hair. I don't see why
we can't get you laid soon! Haha" Chris laughed out loud.
"Did he just say I was good looking? My god! What is he
saying those things to me?!" I thought to my self.
"Don't say that!" I said very serious. I wasn't being
condescending; he was very handsome, maybe even beautiful to
me. "You're not fat!" I exclaimed. "And you're not ugly
either! There are just too many wicked bitches out there!" I
said.
"Yeah, that's true. Bitches!" Chris said.
"Cunts!" I responded.
"Pig fuckers!" Replied Chris.
"Damn whores of Babylon!" I said.
There was a pause as Chris looked at me with a questioning
stare. "Damn whores of Babylon?" He asked pausing again. "Ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" "Ha ha ha ha! What the hell? Ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha!" Chris laughed hysterically. I just chuckled
along. I didn't think it was that funny. "Where did you get
that from?" "Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"I don't know" I said. "I guess I read it on the bible." I
said smiling.
"The bible?! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Shut up! Ha ha ha ha
ha ha" We were both laughing loud now.
"Oh my god! That was bad man!" "He he he he" Chris's laugh
started to quiet down. "It's cuz you sounded so serious when
you said it dude! And your face! It was just so bad!"
I had the biggest smile. I was so proud of my self for
making Chris laugh like that.
"Hey! What the hell! Are we gonna swim or what?!" Chris said
abruptly as he stood up and jumped into the pool without any
warning, splashing me with cold water. He then surfaced
wiping the water off his eyes. "Come on!" He said. "What are
ya waiting for!?"
I set my shades on the table, jumped off the chair, started
running and cannonballed into the pool. I sank almost
landing on my butt but stood up quickly. Chris smiled,
tossed some water at me and dove into the deep, I stood
there as I watched him jump in slow motion and take a dive
hands first, his ample ass rose with the wet Speedo sticking
to it like a second skin, his thick thighs followed next
glistening white in the sun as he disappeared under water. I
came back to reality and dove too, swimming fast under,
towards the deep end; the water felt so cool and nice
gliding against my smooth skin. I could hear my heart beat
as I reached the end and somersaulted, pushing my self with
my legs to other direction. I could see Chris's legs
standing at the shallow end as I was getting closer. I went
up for air and started swimming slow over the surface
towards him. I slowly got to where he was. He was smiling,
watching me as I approached. My feet touched the bottom and
I stood settling next to him. "Wow you swim fast!" He said
smiling.
"I love swimming!" I told him. "I was in the swimming team
at my old school" He was just there relaxing, with his
elbows resting on the side of the pool, wet, looking as hot
as ever.
"Oh yeah? Cool! Was it a nice school?"
"It was alright" I said shrugging. "It was a private
catholic school filled with bitter old nuns"
"No way! Those schools still exist?" Chris said amazed.
"In Mexico they do. I guess there should be some here too" I
answered.
"Was it one of those all boys school?" He asked with an
interested look on his face.
"Yeah" I answered.
"So are you like all catholic and shit? No offence though"
"Oh no, not at all!" I said appalled. "I guess at first,
when I was younger, but I fell from grace" I smiled. "But
seriously, I believe it's one of the dumbest religions out
there! But since my grandmother was, and some how managed to
convince my mother, I ended up in there for three years"
"Haha, you say it as if you had been in jail"
"Yes, sometimes it felt that way" I said smiling at him.
"Did they exorcise the devil out of you?!" Said Chris
tapping my forehead liked the preachers do on TV.
"Ha ha ha, no! They couldn't" I said chuckling.
"Wow, is there were you learned to speak English?" Chris
said.
"Umm.there and with my dad and watching Sesame Street" I
answered looking at him and smiling. I was loving how he
seemed interested in knowing my past. And I was happy to
talk to him about it.
"Ha ha ha, mmmm? Well, you speak good English my friend. I
don't want to contaminate you or something!" Chris joked.
"Although you sound like Antonio Bandera's mini me
sometimes. But it's cool, chicks love that shit!"
"Antonio Banderas?" I chuckled. "I do not!"
"You do too" Chris said, trying to sound serious.
 "Anyways, how weird. I thought those schools only existed
in the movies!" Chris said. "Wow, so they didn't let any
girls in?"
"No" I said.
"How old were you?" He asked
"Um.from when I was 12 up to 14"
"Weird. So.did.you ever fool around with other boys or
something? Is that why you fell from grace?" His face had
that crafty look again. And for some reason his question
made my dick tingle.
"Um.no" I said feeling a little embarrassed at his question.
Though there were a lot of cute boys and I did see more than
my share of cute little butts and dicks, but nothing ever
happened besides the typical playful teasing among boys.
"So you're a total virgin still?" He inquired.
"Ha ha ha, yeah, that's another way of putting it" I said
chuckling. "What about you.have you done anything with
boys?" I saw him straight in the eyes as I asked, smiling
faintly.
"Well.you know.yeah. I guess you could say that. But it's
normal for little boys to experiment with each other. I read
it somewhere" As he was saying that, my mouth went dry and I
felt a punch in my stomach. I was speechless.
"One of my cousins and me" He said. "We started jerking off
to my dad's magazines, you know, the ones he thought he had
hidden well from us? Then later on, we jerked each other
off. It feels way better than your own hand!" My mind
blocked out my surroundings at that moment as my cock
started responding to the images he was providing of him and
some other boy pleasuring each other. It was good my lower
half was under water.
"Does that freak you out?" Chris asked raising his brow.
"Oh no!" I quickly snapped back. "It's just that I've never
done anything so far, with anyone"
"But you do jerk off at least, don't you? Everybody does!"
"Um.yeah.occasionally" I said sheepishly. "Occasionally?
Fucking liar!" I thought to my self.
"I do, all the time!" Said Chris. "I read it's good for your
prostate you know?" He chuckled.
"You read a lot" I said cunningly as I giggled.
"Ha ha ha ha, yeah I guess I do. Man, I'm so fucking horny
sometimes I can't wait to get home from school and spank the
monkey! You know? Ha ha ha ha."
"Maybe I can show you some moves later" He said with a
devilish grin. I chuckled nervously.
"What?" He said. "It's all good mah man!" He reached down
and scooped water in his hands throwing it at my eyes. I
retaliated quickly.
If I hadn't been in the water, my sweat and my hard on would
have been most noticeable. He seemed so open about sex
sometimes. I wished I were like that also.
Chris and I chatted for hours, about almost everything. I
taught him a few words in Spanish and he taught me some
"slang" words. We joked snacked and played in the water some
more. We were so entertained with each other; before we knew
it was already 6 in the afternoon.
"Wow! Can you believe the time?!" Chris said, looking at his
watch. "I guess we have to get going if were going to
Lisa's"
"Yeah.It is late. It's already 6?!" I exclaimed as I too
looked at the time.
"Yeah come on! Lead the way!"
I started walking towards the pool steps, Chris walked
behind me. Then he placed his hands on my shoulders and was
following me out, sort of pushing me out. His touch sent
shivers all over. I bit my lower lip as I was trying no to
giggle from the tickling he was inadvertently giving me. You
see, I've never been a very "touchy feely" person, or maybe
I was just too sensitive to touch, I don't know, but I
figured that's how he was. Not that it bothered me at all
coming from him. In fact, I loved it! As I was stepping out
of the water he gave me a slap in the butt. I jolted a bit,
not expecting it and just smiled at him over my shoulder. He
stuck his tongue at me.
"Ok, so how do you wanna do this?" You can take a shower
here if you want" Chris proposed.
"Well.I need to go home and change" I told him "I can meet
you here after, or at my house?"
"Nah, let me take a quick shower and then we'll go to your
house. You can show me your room"
"Um.ok" I said.
Chris quickly got ready, like he had promised. He swiftly
put on a pair of Levi's, some sandals and baby blue short
sleeve shirt. I thought he looked cute!  He put on some gel
and grabbed his wallet and keys and we were off. I had
changed to my dry clothes when he was in the bathroom and
put away the wet stuff in my bag. We headed over to my house
and as we got there, I noticed my parents weren't home yet.
I wrote a note telling them that I was spending the night at
my friends Chris's house. I wrote down his house phone
number. That should suffice, I thought.
Chris and I went to my room. It was the first time he was
there. It wasn't as well equipped as his, but I had all the
essentials. My TV, my stereo with cordless headphones so
that I didn't bothered my parents at night. A Sony Play
station, my PC. You know, your typical teenage room.
"Well.this is it. Welcome to my office" I said to Chris.
"Make your self comfortable please"
"Why thank you sir! I reckon I will" Said Chris as he jumped
and landed on my bed. He grabbed some Motorcycle magazines I
had left on my bed and started roaming through them. He saw
the remote for my stereo and turned it on. One of my cd's I
had left there started to play. It was a band called "Save
Ferris" playing their version of "Come on Ilene" I love
their music; I've always thought it's fun to hear.
"Hey what's the name of that band?" Chris asked. "I've heard
them before"
"Save Ferris" I said as I was looking for my towel and some
fresh underwear. "You can change it if you want" I told him.
"Oh no, they're cool" He said as he moved his head to the
rhythm of the song. "You like Ska?" He asked.
"Yeah, among other things" I told him.
"Cool, I like it too" "Save Ferris.That sounds familiar"
Chris said looking up.
"Yeah, it's from an 80's movie. Ferris Bueller's Day Off?" I
said
"Oh yeah, yeah. That was a funny movie!"
 "Yeah, it's one of my favorites" I said. Chris looked so
cute and sexy on my bed, the same bed I had jerked off on
the night before, thinking of him. "Ok, am gonna take a
shower, be right back!" I said as I went into my bathroom.
"Ok, let me know if you need help scrubbing" Yelled Chris.
I said nothing, just smiled as I walked into the bathroom.
"I wish!" I thought.
I took a nice quick shower. After all it was getting late. I
came out and started to dry my self in front of the bathroom
mirror. I kept thinking about my day with Chris. In my mind
I was remembering all the awkward but still very interesting
moments between us. Him walking around in his undies.
Helping me out with my stuck zipper, me getting a hard on
right in front of his face. I blushed as my hand went to my
face and chuckled, "I can't believe it!" I said. I also
remembered his candid comments about my ass and about how he
thought I had a nice body. Was he just being himself? Was he
sending me signals? I've never experienced this before. I
felt so confused and naive, not knowing how to interpret all
this. "Fuck it!" I thought. I finished drying and put on a
fresh pair of white Hanes bikini briefs, they made a
snapping sound as I adjusted the elastic from the leg
openings around my smooth round ass cheeks. I adjusted my
bulge. I loved the way they looked on me. "Let see what he
does" I thought.
I walked out of the bathroom acting relaxed, casual, still
drying my hair. I immediately saw Chris noticing me across
the room; he was still on my bed. He half smiled when he saw
me walk in. I felt a stare.
"Feel better now?" Chris asked looking at me with his
beautiful smile.
"I do, thank you for asking" I said smiling back as I walked
over and stood in front of the dresser mirror, my back to
him. I guess you could say I was working it. I was able to
see him in the reflection. Every so often, he would look
directly into my ass and down my legs. I could feel the thin
white fabric of my underwear, somewhat tight, wrapping
perfectly against my round pert teenage ass. What was he
thinking? I thought. Oh how I wish I knew. I was acting just
as he was earlier in his room, as comfortable as possible.
But for me it was just an act, for I did feel excited,
naughty, aroused even, at the notion of me wearing nothing
but my tight thin bikinis and just standing there, with him
behind me, watching me; not knowing if maybe, just maybe I
was guilty of igniting some sort of perverted thought in his
head or maybe even a stir in his groin.
No one spoke. The music was still playing, but nothing more.
I smiled slightly, as I spied on Chris in the mirror's
reflection, he was going through pages on the magazine but
his eyes were on me. I took my time smearing skin cream on
my arms and chest. I started enjoying it, hoping he was
enjoying it as well. I was sure of it when I saw him
adjusting the dick in his pants. My pulse quickened. This is
fun, I thought. I walked over as casually as possible to the
window and peeked outside; then to my closet, to look
through my clothes. Outside I seemed calm, as if nothing.
But inside I was beating with excitement. I decided on a
pair of Khaki carpenter's pants and bent down for my
favorite brown leather sandals. I bet my ass looked so
fuckable when I did that. I walked over to my bed where
Chris was still lying, still pretending to read the
magazine. He looked up at me and smile. I did the same. I
turned my back to him again, stood at the foot of my bed and
set the shoes on the floor. I started to slip into the
pants, slowly, my back to him. I knew he was still watching
me; even though I couldn't see it, I could feel it. I took
my time pulling them up. Ending the good show I just gave
him.
I sat down on the bed still shirtless, jeans unbuttoned and
slipped into my shoes. As I bent over to tie them, the
elastic and part of my undies was visible. Suddenly I felt a
finger going inside the back of my underwear. "Nice undies!"
Chris said as he pulled the elastic and let it snap back,
hitting my skin. I still acted as if nothing, just smiled.
"Yeah well." "I hate boxers!" I said with a snicker. "I
think they are ridiculous!" "Um, no offence though" I said,
hoping he didn't' like them either.
"Oh, no, don't worry. Don't own any. I'm not fond of them
either. I'm a tighty whitie guy my self!" Chris reassured me
as he kept adjusting his bulge; I was unable to keep my eyes
from wandering. "Maybe I should give bikinis a try also; you
seemed to be comfy with them"
"Uh.yeah, well, as long as it's not boxers, I'm comfortable"
I told him, incredulous about the talk we were having,
underwear, one of my favorite topics.
I got up leaving him on my bed; feeling is eyes on my ass.
Went to my closet and picked out one of my favorite white
linen shirt. You can never go wrong with white I thought and
besides I liked the coolness of linen in the summer. I
looked over at Chris as I finished buttoning up.
 "You look nice!" Chris said, I rolled up my sleeves a bit.
"Thanks" I smiled. I decided not to put any gunk on my hair.
Just let it do what ever it wanted. I sprayed on a bit of
cologne.
"Jeez! Cologne and everything" Chris said with a bit of a
derisive tone.
"Um, do you think it's too much? I haven't been to a kid's
party in a long time" I said with a concerned look. I had
been to a couple of grown up parties from my dad's company
and friends of my parents. But that's about it.
"Kid's party? What are you 50 or something?" Said Chris as
he stood up from the bed chuckling. "No man, I'm just
kidding. You're a hottie!" He said as he walked past me and
smacked my ass again. I couldn't help turning a bit red.
"Smells nice! What is it?" He asked as he grabbed the bottle
of cologne.
"Vetiver de Puig? What is that? Smells nice! Where'd you get
it? Chris asked looking at the bottle of cologne.
"My mom bought for me in Mexico"
 "Mind if I borrow some?" He said looking at me with a
smile.
"By all means" I said smiling. I figured it was nice, both
of us smelling the same at the party. I took one last look
on the mirror and we went on our merry way.
Chris said the house wasn't that far from where he lived so
we walked. It turned out to be about 6 or 7 blocks. On the
way over, he went on telling more about Lisa and friends.
And how he thought it was good that she broke up with him
and saved him the trouble. I was happy to know that also,
though I didn't tell him. We could hear the thumping of the
music when we were a half a block away from Lisa's house.
There were some guys that seemed to be in their early
twenties outside chatting in the driveway. One of them
recognized Chris as we were getting near. "Yo Chris mah man!
What's up!" Said the guy as he lifted his right hand,
preparing it for your typical guy to guy greeting. Chris did
the same and their hands clapped out loud as they smashed in
the air and into each other. The guy was blonde, kind of
tall and lanky.
"Hey John. Not much!" Said Chris "This is my friend Alfredo"
"Oh hey dude! Nice to meet you, I'm John!"
"Like wise" I responded as I shook his hand.
"So where's your sis, the birthday girl?!" Chris asked.
"Oh she's inside dude. Go right in! There's snacks and
drinks in there, help your selves bud!" The guy said.
"Ok, cool. I'll catch you later then man!" Chris said and
started walking towards the front door. I walked with him.
"That's Lisa's older brother" Chris commented "He's cool I
guess!" The door was partly open and Chris walked right in,
I followed behind. There was music thumping and some
dancing, the house was somewhat full with people around our
ages and some others that seemed a little older, maybe in
their twenties. Like John, the guy I had just met outside. I
saw some guys our age drinking what looked to be beer in
cups. I was following Chris as he was saying "Hi's" and
"What's up's" to other people, when I suddenly saw from the
corner of my eye a girl walking toward us, furtively. I
turned my head to her, smiled at me and made a "shhhh"
gesture with her finger to her lips. She walked up behind
Chris and surprised him, covering his eyes with her hands.
Chris jumped a bit and said "Hey there you are!" grabbed her
hands away from his face and turned to her. She started
laughing out loud.
"Hey stud! Nice of you to drop by"
"Hey babe, happy birthday!" Chris said as he gave her a hug.
"Long time no see!"
"Yeah well, you're the one who doesn't call me anymore!" The
girl said as she slapped Chris on the arm. I was just there,
standing, studying them. She was ok looking I guess, long
blond hair, blue eyes. Your typical California girl. A
giggling group of four girls and a cute chubby boy with
glasses stood behind her. Her best friends I assumed. They
were all looking at us and smiling. Especially at me, since
I was new to the bunch. Chris said hi to all of them and
quickly introduced me.
"Oh, this is my friend Alfredo" Chris said.  "He just moved
in to my neighborhood near where I live" "This is Lisa" He
said to me, introducing us.
"Hi Alfredo!" They all said in a flirty unison tone. Except
for the boy with glasses, he just nodded at me and smile.
"Well hi Alfredo" Lisa said with a flirting tone as well and
a big smile as she extended her arm to me.
"Hi Lisa, nice to meet you and happy birthday" I said
cordially shaking her hand. She looked straight into my eyes
with the biggest flirting smile I had ever seen. She then
introduced me to her other five friends, all of them acting
the same way, well except for the boy. I shook all of their
hands. Deedra, Alisa, Jennifer, Laurie and Oscar were their
names. Except for Deedra who was a very beautiful black
girl, the rest of them were white, Oscar in particular was
white, but with a slightly pinkish skin tone, like that of a
baby, he wore glasses and his hair was jet black and combed
back in a slick style, he seemed nerdy, shy maybe, a bit
chubby but was very cute. I figured him to be our age but
with a baby face and one of those little split chins that
made him look even more adorable. I couldn't help stare at
him. He smiled back at me, staring also. The girls all had
this huge smile and a look in their eyes that made me feel
like big piece of raw meat that had just been tossed into
the lion's cage. I could only smile.
"Ok, ok, you're gonna make him nervous girls!" Chris said
interrupting. "He's hot!" I heard whispering and giggling
coming from the group of girls. I could feel my face turning
a bit red. Fortunately the lights in the room were dimmed.
"What's up with this sudden party? You didn't even give me a
chance to buy you a present!"
"It's ok, you can give IT to me later" She said laughing.
"Yeah, I sure will" Chris answered deviously.
"Hey, I saw John outside. Where's your mom and dad?" Chris
asked.
"Oh they're on some cruise. It's their anniversary so they
left John in charge. You know what that means!" She said
with a big smile. "That's why we decided to have my party!"
Apparently, it was just Lisa, John her big brother and the
house. That explained the bottles of vodka and the coolers
filled with beer next to a big table were they had some
snacks. "I wondered what my parents would say?" I thought to
my self.
"Hey you guys hungry, thirsty?" Lisa asked cheerful. "Come
on let's go get something!" She took Chris by the hand and
pulled him along. Two of her friends did the same with me
and took me by the hands and we all started following them.
They all kept asking me questions about where I was from,
and what school I was going and all that stuff.
They were all very friendly, all chirpy and giggly. I felt
good, even though I wished it were still just Chris and I.
And he was the one holding my hand.
We got to the big table and Lisa started mixing drinks with
vodka and some cranberry juice. I found it strange how they
seemed so familiar with strong drinks. She gave the first
one to Chris and the next one to me. I took it from her,
although I wasn't planning on drinking it; but still, I
didn't want to look like a stuck up dork or something. I was
a bit surprised that Chris took a couple of sips as if
nothing, I could see it wasn't the first time he was
drinking hard liquor. I suppose he was more indifferent
about underage drinking than I was. I took a sip from my cup
out of curiosity but didn't find it to appealing. I had
drunk wine before, under my parents supervision of course,
so the bitterness of alcohol didn't surprise me; but I guess
I just wasn't in to it. I saw the other girls drinking from
their cups also. I was starting to feel a little uneasy,
hoping they wouldn't bring out a joint or something next.
A club mix song of a group called Erasure came on and Lisa
shrieked, "Oh I love that song! Come on let's go dance!"
Said Lisa as she put her drink down and pulled me by the
hand. I barely had time to put my cup down also. Chris
winked at me and smile while taking another sip from his
vodka mix. We got where the people were dancing and started
doing my best, she was moving a little bit sensual, looking
at me and smiling. I smiled back.
"How old are you?" She asked.
"15" I answered.
"Awww you're just a baby!" Lisa said teasing.
"Ha ha ha, oh yeah? Well how old are you?" I asked
chuckling.
"I just turned 17!" She snickered.
"And you don't look a year over 16 and three quarters!" I
said smiling. She laughed hard. I looked over at were Chris
was, he was watching us dance, chatting side to side with
one of the other girls, they seemed to be talking about us
or something because he kept pointing at me or her or both
of us, I didn't know. The song finished and she grabbed my
hand again and pulled us to where the guys were.
"You're a good dancer Alfredo!" Lisa said.
"Yeah dude, you guys were dominating the dance floor!" Said
Chris jokingly.
"Yes, I think we were, weren't we?" I said looking at Lisa.
She already had her cup and was drinking from it as if she'd
been walking in the desert for days. Chris' cup seemed
almost empty. I saw a cooler with some beers and sodas and
grabbed a coke. Chris just looked at me. I smiled. He smiled
back and drank the last sip from his cup. Lisa grabbed him
by the hand and basically dragged him away "Come on, I wanna
show you something!" She said. I was left there awkwardly
with the other girls.
The girl named Laurie was next to me as the other three were
chatting amongst them selves.
"Oh oh" She said "They used to be together you know?"
"Oh they were?" I acted unaware.
"Yeah, but like she broke up with him? But I think she wants
to like go back you know? She kinda told me" Laurie said
looking at them with a hopeless look as we both saw them
walking away.
"Maybe they will" I said feeling a minute sting of jealousy.
I tried to change the subject before letting my thoughts
betray me.
"Hey Laurie, we're gonna go to the bathroom, come on! The
other girls interrupted, grabbing Laurie and dragging her
away, leaving Oscar and me behind. He smiled at me again
nodding his head sheepishly. He was so cute, but I didn't
want to stare. It was hard not to though. There was
something about him that was so interesting to me.
"You're drinking? I asked him casually.
"Oh, no! It's just cranberry juice with ice" He said with
fervor. "I don't.drink" He said smiling timidly and drinking
from his cup.
"Neither do I" I answered back.
"You've known Chris long?" He asked me.
"Oh, about two days" I said smiling at him. He chuckled
sweetly and smiled. This kid is so cute, I thought to my
self as I checked him out when he wasn't looking. He was
dressing khaki pants, a short sleeve brown shirt and black
shoes.  He just seemed so innocently cute standing there
with his glasses and his cheeky face, looking around; he had
his left hand in his pocket and was holding his cup with his
right. Yes he was a bit chubby, and looked like maybe he was
a target for bullies every now and then, but still. He was
adorable.
"Have you noticed how girls always have to go to the
bathroom in groups?" I said, trying to break the ice.
"Ha ha ha ah, I know! They're weird sometimes!"
"They certainly are! It's like they need to form a support
group to go in there" I was trying to be friendlier than I
usually was. He agreed and chuckled out loud some more. It
seemed to work.
"So you're going to our school?" He asked.
"Yup, as soon as the summer's over"
"Cool!" He said. "You like computers?" Oscar asked.
"I love computers!" I answered. "I'm building my own.
Well.It's built. I jus need to add more high tech stuff to
it"
"Oh cool! Me too! But I'm having trouble with my burner
right now. I just bought it, but I think they gave me a
crappy one" Oscar was now being more talkative, which made
me think that maybe we could be friends also. We started
talking more about our favorite video games and the movies
we liked; we seemed to have a lot in common I guess. I also
found out he was 15 as well and Lisa's cousin, which
explained why he was there. You see, the girls seemed more
of the "popular in school" kind, and as cute as I thought he
was, he really didn't seemed like the kind of guy who would
hang out with their kind. We had the chance to exchange e-
mail addresses before the girls came back. "Maybe we can
chat online sometime." He said smiling.
 "Yeah, absolutely!" I said.
"Hey guys! What's going on?" Said Laurie, as we were
interrupted by the girls suddenly returning.
"Oh, we are just here waiting for you guys" I said smiling
but really wishing they would have stayed in the bathroom a
little bit more.
"Oh, what about Lisa and Chris?" Asked Deedra.
"Umm.we have not seen them yet" I answered.
"I love your accent Alfredo. It's sooo cute!" Laurie said in
a coquettish tone.
 "Umm.thanks" I smiled sheepish.
"Totally!" Alisa, one of the other girls said "You sound
like Antonio Banderas. Are you like from Spain?"
"No, I'm from Mexico" I answered.
"That's weird, you don't have a Mexican accent" She said
with a curious look.
"A Mexican accent?" I asked.
"Yeah, you know, like my friend Marcos, he's Mexican also
and from east L.A.? But like talks totally different. Like
ghetto, you know?" She laughed. Images of some cholo guy
named Marcos dressed in the typical "gansta cholo" set up
with tattoos of the Virgin Mary all over his body came to
mind.
"Well, I wasn't born in east L.A. I was born in Mexico.
That's stereotyping" I said half smiling.
She giggled again. "Stereo what?"
I was about to answer, my mouth opened when Oscar cut in
"Stereotyping! It's in the dictionary?" He snapped. She just
rolled up her eyes at him and made a "what ever, talk to the
hand" gesture. I smiled at him and winked, unbelieving I had
just done that, smile and winked at a boy I had barely met.
"I wonder what happened to them?" I interrupted looking
around the room trying to change the subject and stop an
argument before it started.
 "Oooh, I betcha I know what's going on! Hmmm hmmmm" Deedra
said with a comical face, while mixing more drinks.
"Or down!" Said one of the other girls as they all started
laughing.
Chris and Lisa definitely took their time returning. I
chatted some more with the girls, trying to sound as
friendly as possible, but kept looking at Oscar, so as not
to make him feel left out, he smiled and looked at me very
carefully, as if studying me. The girls seemed to laugh and
giggle a lot. Later on they each took turns hauling me to
dance. I didn't complain; I was having fun also, they were
all entertaining in one way or another, especially Deedra.
She seemed to be very witty and outspoken and made me laugh
out loud more than a couple of times. Finally I saw Lisa and
Chris walking toward us. He looked a little strange and she
didn't look too happy.
"Hey guys, having fun?" Lisa asked as we were all standing
there talking about.
"Hey girlfriend! Where you guys been? We wuz about to
organize a search party!" Said Deedra
"Oh we were just talking" Lisa said a bit flustered.
"Hey Peace! You ready to go home?" Chris asked me. "Peace?"
I thought. I knew it was because of my last name, but still
he sounded strange at the moment. His eyes were a bit
glassy; I assumed the alcohol was having its effect. I
worried a little, hoping he wasn't too drunk.
"Ok" I said candidly.
"Awwww, don't go guys!" I heard the girls whining, I was
still looking at Chris trying to figure out how drunk he had
gotten.
"Yeah, we kinda have to ladies. It's late and we are going
to get up early tomorrow" Chris told the girls smiling as he
checked his watch. I checked mine and was surprise to see it
was 11:05 pm.
"Well, at least leave him with us!" Said Alisa, one of the
girls as she took me by the arm laughing. I just smiled.
"Yeah!" Said the rest.
"Yeah right!" Chris said. "So you can corrupt him with your
evil ways? I think not!" Chris joked. And Oscar laughed.
"No, seriously ladies, we would love to stay all night
but.we have matters to attend to" Chris said acting haughty.
"Well, don't be a stranger Avery" Lisa interrupted talking
directly to Chris with a more solemn look and a not to happy
smile. "It was nice meeting you Alfredo"
"Likewise" I said taking her hand. "Thank you for having me"
I smiled.
"Anytime hot stuff!" She smiled and gave me a wink.
"Well, we hope to see you again soon guys!" Said Deedra
charmingly holding my arm and resting her head on my
shoulder. Except for Oscar, I'm sure they were all a bit
tipsy as well, if not drunk. Chris was hugging the other
girls and saying good bye. He finished and got behind me,
putting his hands on my shoulders pushing me to walk.
"Byeee girls!" I smiled and waved to everybody. "Catch you
later Oscar!" I said.
"Bye" He answered. I thought I heard a bit of disappointment
in his voice.
"Byeeee Alfredooo!" The girls all answered back.
We walked out of the house; there were some people outside
chatting still. Chris was silent; after we put some distance
between the house and ourselves I asked "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, am cool. I think I have a buzz" He chuckled. "What
about you?"
"I'm ok" I said. Chris just smiled and looked at me as we
were walking to his house. The night was very nice. It
cooled down a lot and I took a deep breath enjoying the
scent of Chris mixed with the night breeze.
"Are you and Lisa.good?" I asked sheepishly.
"Meh! She's still a slut to me. Can you believe she asked me
for money? Well, she said lent her some money. But I know
her!"
"Oh." I blurted. I felt a little content knowing that things
were still the same between them.
"Yeah, she took me to her parent's room and was all.you
know.friendly and happy to see me at first. Then she started
getting all nasty and shit, French kissing me and rubbing my
crotch!"
I didn't say anything, just listened to him rant.
"She's crazy man! She got me all hard and stuff, I was
grabbing her tits and all, and as soon as I told her I
didn't have any money, she just stopped! Like a fucking
whore! She said she needed some cash cuz she maxed out one
of her parent's cards?!  Anyways. Forget her!"
"I'm sorry Chris" I said sincerely.
"Ah, fuck her! Who needs her skanky ass!" Chris laughed out
loud. I looked at him and smiled back. All of a sudden it
just hit me. I couldn't believe we were having this
conversation. Two 15 year old kids, adulthood is just around
the corner I thought.
We got to Chris's house uneventfully, I had this feeling
that the cops were going to stop us and ask us what we were
doing out so late, and with Chris a bit drunk. But
thankfully nothing happened. Chris's buzz was starting to
ware off by the time we got to his house. I could see it in
his eyes and the way he moved. I was glad. He started
walking upstairs towards his room. I was following behind.
"Are you sure you still want me to spend the night? It's ok
if you want to be by yourself" I asked cautiously.
Chris stopped in his tracks and turned to me. "No don't
leave!" He had a sad baby face that melted me in the spot.
"I'm glad you're spending the night. I want you to spend the
night! If you are talking about Lisa, don't. She's just a
friend, actually, more of an acquaintance now. I know she's
just a user. C'mmon stay?"  I don't know if it was the
alcohol still talking, or what not. But nothing would have
made me go against his wishes at that particular moment. His
eyes, his face, the way he spoke, trying his best to
convince me to stay. If he only knew how unnecessary it was,
but it was flattering to me that he did.
"As you wish, my lord" I smiled and performed a reverence to
him. I expected him to laugh at my silliness, but he didn't.
He just stood there at the top of the stairs, handsome,
watching me. He smiled at me. Like a little boy that just
found a lost kitten, then turned and went into his room.
When I got there he was in the bathroom, I could hear the
stream, then the flush. He walked out of his room taking off
his shirt. I smiled at him as I went into the bathroom next
for some watery release. I flushed and then went to wash my
hands; I splashed some water on my face as I looked in the
mirror. I still couldn't believe where I was.
When I came out, Chris was on his hands and knees getting
the bed ready for the night. His back was to me and I saw
his delicious ass, clad only in a pair of tighty whities. My
heart jumped and my dick twitched as my eyes started to roam
his half naked body, especially his ass. The fabric of his
underwear was stretching over his ass; making his ass crack
faintly visible under the white material. I tried to take a
mental picture at least, not wanting to forget this image.
Time stood still for a second. I closed my eyes hoping not
to get hard.
"So.do you have a sleeping bag or something?" I said with a
raspy voice, clearing my throat.
"Sleeping bag? You're not sleeping on the floor buddy!"
Chris looked at me over his shoulder with a "you silly
little boy" smile across his face and still giving me a
delectable look of his big boy ass. He crawled over and
settled down on the right side of his bed, his underwear
rode a bit over his left butt cheek as he did so. He turned
to me and padded the empty side, beckoning me to get in bed
with him. "My bed is more than big enough for the two of us.
You don't mind if we share it, do you?"
"Oh no, of course not" I answered trying not to sound too
eager, as I was unbuttoning my shirt.
"Good! Then it's settled." He concurred, reaching over he
turned off the lights, leaving a little lamp next to his bed
on. The lamp wasn't too bright and the shade was made of a
tainted brown glass, giving the room a placid surrounding.
He grabbed the remote to his TV and turned it on. He looked
so sexy there, lying on his left side, his right hand
supporting his head, wearing nothing more than his white
cotton briefs. And in a few moments, I was going to be next
to this beautiful blue eyed boy, sharing his bed.
I folded my shirt and set it on top of a chair and forced
off my untied shoes with my feet. Chris was surfing through
the channels but every so often he would look at me. I
unbuttoned my pants next and pulled them down; he looked at
me when I did this. My cock was not hard; I guess I was a
little nervous. I had never slept with anybody before, much
less someone that turned me on as Chris did. I pulled one
leg out, then the other and folded my pants neatly, setting
them on top of the chair as well. When I turned around I
caught Chris staring at me bellow the waist. He looked up at
me and smiled. I was just there standing timidly in nothing
but my tight white bikini briefs. Yes, I know earlier in my
room, I had felt so bold just prancing around him like this,
I even felt turned on, but now, I wasn't so sure anymore. I
mean, I did feel excited, but still a bit shy. I walked over
and very carefully started to climb on his bed. As if afraid
of breaking some sort of spell. I sat down slowly next to
him and suddenly he reached over and fluffed up a pillow and
set it behind me before my back touched the headboard.
"Thanks" I said smiling. He was taking care of me, made me
feel welcome I suppose. "You ok?" He said with a very
sincere look on his face. I nodded looking at him and
smiling. I turned to the screen on the T.V. but didn't care
much about what was going on in there, I felt giddy about
being in bed, next to Chris. The only sound in the room was
the one coming from the television. Then suddenly; "Wow,
you're so smooth!" Chris said unexpectedly touching my right
leg with the top side of his fingers. I gasped at his
careful touch and jumped slightly. "You don't have any hair
at all dude!"
"Yeah.um" Was all I could say. I have always been naturally
smooth, especially at fifteen. I didn't have any hair except
for some under my armpits, and a sparse group on the top of
my cock. Chris wasn't that hairy either, he had some fuzz
that started to cover his legs, but that was about it.
"I hope I don't get too hairy either, I have some fuzz on my
arms" Chris said tentatively as he rested his left hand
fully on my thigh now, showing me his left arm as he
examined the slight fuzziness with his fingers. I felt the
electric rush that precedes the goose bumps forming on your
skin. Chris smiled and looked at me. "I wish I was as smooth
as you" He said as he softly started caressing my thigh,
running his hand up and down. My cock started engorging as
my heart pumped blood into it, responding to his touch. I
could feel my nipples hardening and goose bumps forming all
over my body. He was blowing my cover, bringing out my
darkest secrets, right there on his bed. I tried my best to
keep cool, but it was useless, my cock kept rising. I found
my self breathing hard. My cock was almost at full mast now,
obscenely tenting my underwear. It was over, I was exposed!
"Wow, nice one!" Chris said with a devious grin looking at
my tent. "Um.you wanna fool around?" He said cautiously with
a soft tone.
"Wha.what do you mean?" I said, my voice breaking as Chris
kept caressing me, sending wonderful jolts of electricity
whit his touch. Then I felt his hand slide to my inner
thigh. I couldn't help but close my eyes.
"You know what I mean. I'll jerk you off, then you me" His
hand was caressing the inside of my thigh now and every so
often his fingers would touch my cotton covered balls making
me shiver. I was so turned on, intoxicated by his magical
hand, I didn't know the skin on my legs could give me such
pleasure by some one else's touch; a wet spot started
forming on the front of my underwear. My cock was twitching,
begging to be molested. Without any warning or answer from
me he started rubbing my crotch over the material, fondling
my hard cock and balls. I was breathing so hard now. My
chest was going up and down franticly. Every so often Chris
would squeeze my cock so hard and jerk it a bit; it would
hurt but felt so good also. The wetness on my underwear was
more noticeable now as my cock spat more of the salty
lubricant.  "Wow, your super hard dude!" Chris said
squeezing my meat. "I'm hard too. See?" I looked over and
could see the tent in his undies. "Come on, you can touch me
too" He said. He didn't have to tell me again. I reached
with my right hand and felt his hard cock inside his briefs,
it was wonderful to finally touch it, someone else's cock
was in my hand, I loved it, I could feel it jerking. Our
eyes meet and he smiled in a devilish sort of way, he was
enjoying the mischief and the lustful gestures he was
inciting on me.
"You wanna try something?" He asked without stopping his
molestation to my groin.
"What?" I said softly, barely able to speak.
"Lie down on your back" He instructed letting go of my cock
and rising to his knees. As I did so, my eyes kept looking
straight at his. His face was serious. The TV was taking,
but I can't remember about what. "Spread your legs a bit" He
commanded as I felt his hands softly pushing my thighs a
part. I obeyed without any questioning. He then proceeded to
lie on top of me; aligning our crotches together. He rested
his hands to the sides of my shoulders and very slightly
started humping me, pushing his dick against mine, looking
at me in the eyes. Slowly, he laid more of his weight on me;
I instinctively spread my legs more, accommodating him. My
shyness, my nervousness both started to fade; I knew what
was happening now. I had no need to ask him anything, or say
anything; our eyes were speaking for us. Little by little
more of his skin kept covering mine, until he was resting on
his elbows. We were now face to face, our chest touching,
staring at each other. He smiled slightly, I did the same.
He lowered his head and set it next to mine, our cheeks
touched. I closed my eyes again; it felt so wonderful to
feel his weight on me, this new sensation of bonding between
two boys, two males, two friends, his scent, his warmth, so
close together. I had never felt this with any one before, I
didn't want it to end. His naked chest felt so nice against
mine as he pushed his pelvis onto mine, our cocks were rock
hard, colliding. I could feel his heart beat, he was
breathing hard now, lustful. What a site it must have been,
two boys in bed, with nothing in between them but a thin
layer of cottony fabric. "This feels nice" Said Chris with a
soft tone, smiling.
"Yeah" I answered. My hands started to wander his back,
caressing him. I smiled when I felt him shudder and goose
bumps started forming on his skin. Then I realized his round
ass, which I had been drooling about, was just inches away
from my reach. I lowered my hands and went for it; it was
wonderful! I was caressing his ass, kneading it at my
content. It wasn't too hard, nor too soft, just perfect. I
loved the way his hip muscles flexed in my hands when he
pushed over me. I caressed his hips and down his legs as far
as I could reach, then returned to his fleshy globes,
enjoying them over his underwear. "Mmm, I like that" I heard
Chris said softly; his head still resting next to mine, I
could smell the scent of his hair, he started caressing my
shoulders. I got bolder and slid my hands inside his briefs,
making him jump, more goose bumps. His ass would go up and
down on top of me very slowly. As if he was making love to
me, his bare ass felt so delicious to touch, it was hairless
but a bit rough, it only made it feel more real to me,
turning me on even more. I closed my eyes and was able to
see it, as if the tips of my fingers were somehow
transmitting the image of his ass skin. Chris gave a heavy
sigh as my fingers roamed the crevice made by his two
delicious orbs. He suddenly stopped and raised his head
looking me straight in the eyes.
"Let's take off our underwear" He said breathing hard. I
nodded. He carefully got off me and sat on his heels,
grabbed the waist band of my bikinis and pulled them down
carefully. I bent my knees and lifted my butt a bit to help
him. My cock sprung out hard and free from its confinement.
"Wow, you're uncut" Chris said with a big grin as he
continued to leave me naked. My uncut cock was hard as ever,
fat and pointing up but bouncing slightly to the sides,
heavy and burning with blood. The tip of my fat mushroom
head was peaking out from the foreskin, glistening with
salty precum. I lifted my knees again so that he could free
my feet from the undies, giving him a good view of my plump
balls and the crevice that deliciously hid my rose bud. I
can still remember his lustful eyes locking between my legs;
he smiled slightly as he caressed my thighs. I lay quiet,
enjoying his touch and sighed. He threw my undies on the
floor next to his bed. I knew what was next, so before he
even had a chance, I sat up and grabbed his waste band,
demanding my right to shed off his tight underwear. He stood
on his knees and caressed my shoulders as I slid my hands
behind his butt, giving his ass cheeks a nice squeeze before
slowly pulling down the briefs. I could feel his naked ass
skin touching my hands as I was pulling down. His tenting
front was still covered, but not for long. I soon freed his
engorged cock, bouncing wild, a patch of hair above it, he
was about my size, about 6 or 6 and a half inches, cut and
leaking juices from the tip of a beautiful reddish head. His
shaft led the way down to a set of luscious plump balls
filled with teen spunk. He continued to take off his undies
the rest of the way and discarded them. Like before, he
carefully rested his weight on top of me again. Our two
slippery cocks were rubbing and sliding against each other
as he pushed. It felt delicious to be completely naked under
him, so intimate. I was so excited I was having trouble
breathing; it felt like my heart was going to burst out of
my chest. Then without any warning, my cock exploded between
us as seven uncontrollable jets of burning cum flooded our
stomachs. "Uh, uh, uh, uh" I whimpered as my teenage meat
pulsated so deliciously between us. My eyes got watery; I
felt a tear rolling down from my right eye. It was
beautiful. If my heart had exploded right there and then, I
would have died a beautiful death. No regrets.
"Oh wow, you came!" Said Chris, sounding a bit surprised.
"I.I'm sorry" I said still trembling, my eyes closed and
breathing hard.
"Oh, it's cool Freddy. It was bound to happen. I felt your
dick twitching!" Chris said with a smirk. "Did you like it?"
He said softly, still pushing his hard cock on me.
I looked at him and said nothing; sitting up I slowly pushed
him off me and onto his back. He laid there with a look of
surprise and confusion, as if he had broken something. I was
sitting next to him, looking straight at his eyes, then
turned to his hard cock, still covered with my spunk.
Reaching out I took his shaft in my hand, a bit jarring. He
let out a gasp and then a slight moan as my fist stared
pumping his slime covered cock. He spread his thick legs
letting me see all of him; his beautiful balls were so plump
and bouncing from the effect of my fisting. "Ummmph.oohhhh"
Chris whimpered. Something in me gave and I lunged at his
fleshy mushroom head, slurping it inside my warm humid
mouth. I felt like a wild animal devouring its prey. Chris
hissed, tightening his eyes shut. "Fuuuuck!" he cried. "Oh
fuck!" "Oh.ohhhhh.ummmmph" He started moaning loud. His
cries were making me hard again; I savored his cock, tasting
my own cum. Some how I felt as if it was payback for all the
teasing he had been putting me through.  Lifting his cock I
liked his balls like a dog would; licking and slurping, they
felt delicious on my raspy tongue. I wiggled the tip of my
tongue all over his ball sack, making him shudder and
whimper; his scent was intoxicating, the scent of a boy
turning into man. "Ohhhh gggaawwd!" Chris cried as I went
back to his trembling cock, licking the shaft up and down
before swallowing his mushroom head again. I was possessed,
a devil, It was delicious, his salty precum and the
sweetness of his pulsating flesh were awakening new taste
buds on my tongue, new sensations. My mouth watered,
addicting me to this; I had imagined sucking cock before,
but never thought it was going to feel so wonderful, it was
much more than I had ever imagine. I started pumping my cock
harder as I sucked on Chris's hard fleshy member. My head
was bobbing up and down passionately. "Oh
fuck.Fff.Fff.Frreeddy" "I'm gonna cum soon" Chris cried. I
bobbed faster trying to suck the life out of his cock on my
way up, engulfing it on my way down, grating the bottom of
his shaft and of his sensitive head with my tongue. I let go
of my cock and grabbed his balls. Then it happened. His cock
jerked wildly in my hot salivating mouth and his balls
tightened up in my grip. Spurt after spurt of hot sweet
teenage milk hit the back of my throat and my tongue as his
cock exploded inside my mouth. "Ohhhh gggaaaaaawwd!" Chris
screamed gripping the sheets on his bed. His hips rose,
thrusting me up with him as his cock kept spasming in my
mouth, trying to seed it more. "Ugh.ugh.ugh" Chris whined as
the last jolts of pleasure left his body. His delicious cum
danced on my tongue as I savored it and swallowed. I could
almost feel it trickling down inside me. Chris settled down
on his bed but was still breathing hard, his chest moved
rhythmically up and down, trying to seize the much needed
air. He seemed to be in some sort of trance still, his eyes
shut and smiling faintly, as if he was having a beautiful
dream, I didn't want to interrupt so I just laid down next
to him with his taste in my mouth still, he then sighed and
the stayed peaceful, he tried to speak, but could only
mumbled what seemed like "god" or something. I was there
next to him, spent, thinking about what I had just done. It
was official now, I thought. I had crossed the point of no
return. I was now officially gay.

Part 3, coming soon.

Thanks to all that took their time writing to me regarding
this story. I almost ceased to continue. I appreciate it.
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