Date: Wed, 13 Jul 2022 00:37:04 +0000 From: jthomas37 Subject: Justins Dirty Secrets - Chapter 3C Please remember, Nifty needs your donations to provide these stories. I certainly have enjoyed growing up reading Nifty. You can donate at https://donate.nifty.org This is my first series on Nifty. I welcome your feedback at jthomas37@proton.me. _____ We ate our sandwiches still in just our towels. We didn't say much to each other as we ate, I think we both were still trying to figure out what had just happened and how we both feel about it. I got the feeling we were both curious about where the rest of the weekend would take us, but both conflicted about what it all meant. "Is there a basketball hoop outside", Kyle broke the silence. The kid was addicted to playing basketball. "No man, sorry". I was never really into sports so we never put anything like that in at the cabin. It was dusk, we had about another hour until dark. "That's cool, is there a trail or something I could go for a run, want to go?". "Yea, I mean, if you run up the trail that we took to get down here, there's a cement driveway that runs around the property. I guess it's probably a 1/2 mile all the way around. I'll pass, I can just hang out here while you go, it's cool". I was naturally fit but, not muscular. Kyle was not necessarily muscular either but he was definitely toned for his age. He was far more into physical sports and running than I was. "Cool, I'll just see you when I get back". Kyle put on some basketball shorts, no underwear again. I was starting to think he never wore underwear, put on his ankle socks from earlier, tennis shoes, and a tank top and out the door he went. It was starting to get dark by the time he got back. I was laying on the futon, looking up different things guys could do sexually with each other, hoping to get to try something different tonight. As he walked in the door, I quickly closed the browser on my phone, not wanting him to catch me looking at what was basically gay porn. As he walked in, my dick started to swell. He had been running in the southern summer heat. He was almost drenched in sweat. His longer black hair, long enough to land just above his eyes - not really long, was wet at the ends and clung to his forehead. His tank top was damp around the neck. He kicked off his size 8 tennis shoes at the door but kept his white ankle socks on. "Shit, it's hot" he said as leaned back against the door. I could tell he must have ran all the way back to the cabin, he was still catching his breath. He grabbed the waistline of his basket ball shorts pulling them away from his body. "You airing out your nuts", I asked him with a grin. "My balls are so sweaty", he responded. "Just take off your shorts, I think we are at the point where we can be naked around each other", Kyle laughed at the comment, shrugged knowing I was right, and took off both his shorts and his damp shirt. Throwing them both on the floor by the door. Still in his socks, which I could only imagine would smell amazing, he walked over and just fell onto the futon next to me. He was obviously exhausted. "You stink", I don't know why I said that. He didn't really stink at all. He actually smelled pretty good. It was a mix of boy sweat but not odor and the body wash from his shower earlier. Looking down I could see his soft 12 and half year old dick resting on his balls, slowly starting to roll to one side. "Yea, I probably do", Kyle answered, "I'll go get in the shower in a minute just let me lay here for a second". For a second, I was getting jealous of the shower. I thought to myself, I could just give him a bath with my tongue. But again, I didn't want to push my luck too far. After a minute or two, Kyle took off his socks, threw them toward the door with the rest of his sweaty clothes, got up and headed to the shower. "Remember the rules", I shouted to him. "Yea, I know. After earlier I prefer not to have to jack off". With that, he was in the shower. I walked over to the pile of sweaty clothes. I was tempted to steal them and hide them away for later use. But Kyle had already asked me about his other socks I stole the day before, I thought it too risky for more and more of his clothes to disappear. So grabbed them all, held them to my face, and inhaled deeply. I told myself that I needed to remember the smell, something to think about when I had to take care of myself after this weekend. With each breath I felt myself getting hard. I glance back toward the shower and Kyle has started to rub soap between his ass cheeks. I couldn't help but notice that he was really rubbing back there. Thought the shower curtain, even though it was clear, things were distorted. But I could swear it looked like he had a finger in ass. I thought about yelling out and asking, but I didn't want to interrupt whatever this was. I just kept watching, hoping he would not turn around and see me staring as if I were watching some show on TV. He came out completely naked, not even bothering to cover with a towel and walked over to the futon where I was laying. He took his spot next to me, laid down on his back, with his arms up and hands behind his head. "Why are you wearing clothes if I'm laying here naked", he asked. "Good question", I responded and promptly took off my shorts, the only things I was wearing. "Look, what we did earlier", Kyle begins, "like, it was fun, totally felt good, but I need to know you're not going to be telling anyone about that". "Of course not. Who the hell would I tell. It would be just as bad for me as it would be for you", which I was right. "Then, I mean, can we agree to just try whatever we want and know that we will never talk about it again?", Kyle said but pausing after every few words as if there were more he wanted to say in that sentence. "I was going to ask you the same thing", I hoped that would help put him at ease. I understood his conflict, we were both brought up the same way, with the same guilt and social pressures. "Ok, I want to tell you something, but I need to know I can trust you. Tell me something embarrassing about yourself", I knew he wanted me to go first so he could be comfortable telling me whatever it was he wanted to say. He wanted to have something to hold over my head in case I talked. "Fine. You asked me about your missing socks, I actually did take them", I hoped that would be enough for a confession. "I fucking knew it, what would you want with my dirty socks" "I don't know, like, I just like the way they smell. Like they don't stink, but they smell kinda sexy, smell like you" "Are you gay", he asked seriously. "No!", I said almost shouting, "I mean, maybe a little bi maybe. I'm not like a pansy, I don't want to marry a guy or anything. I'm just kinda playing around I guess". I actually meant what I said. At least, I had convinced myself that was true. "Good", his answer surprised me. I thought for sure he would be convinced that I was gay and that if he did anything else with me that would make him gay. I know, it's nonsensical, but in our early teen/preteen brains that was perfectly rational. Kyle got up off the futon which made my heart sink. I thought he may not actually had been convinced and was going to leave. I mean, I don't know where he would have went, but that is what went through my head. Instead, he walked over to his sweaty pile of clothes from his run, grabbed his socks, and tossed them to me. "Here, you can keep these too", his tone conveyed that he was doing me a favor. I guess, in truth he was giving me a gift. I started to get a chub, my dick started to move from down beside my balls to laying along my leg. "So, I wanted to ask you, have you ever tried putting something in your butt while you jack off?", I was shocked by the question. I mean I saw porn with anal in it, but never thought I would hear that from Kyle. After all he was the popular jock preacher kid. "No, have you?", my answer was both truthful and my question probably came over very excited to hear the answer. "Yea. David told that it would make my orgasms crazy good if there was like pressure in there. I've tried my finger and a marker. When you cum it feels like you're exploding". David was in high school, 2 years older than me which made him 15. He was the most popular guy in school and a member of our youth group (more on David in a future chapter). "Is that what you were doing in the shower earlier, I saw you and it looked like you had your finger in there". "No, I was just making sure everything was clean. If we did anything else tonight, I thought I might put my finger up there again before I came. So everything has to be ready, you know, down there". He answered. I was shocked by how much he knew. I mean, I had seen porn and read about all this. I knew he was cleaning out. But I never thought, I don't know what I thought really at this point. "You should go shower and you know, make sure you clean, maybe we can both try it and you can see what I'm talking about", he almost sounded excited. I quickly complied, putting the socks he had just given me on the table by my side of the futon, all the while wondering if he was wanting more than just a finger. I was still a virgin, both in the sense of fucking or being fucked. I honestly never really had any interest in being fucked, but I totally was fantasizing about fucking other guys. I wondered to myself, while I was in the shower, would I actually let him fuck if he asked? I got out of the shower, dried off, and walked naked back to the futon; excited about whatever was going to happen next. Fuck, he was asleep. But FUCK, he was sexy laying on top of the sheets, entirely naked. I considered waking him up, but I decided against it. He would either be mad for be woken up or too tired to do anything really fun. I walked to my side, gently laid down next to him. I was too awake to try to sleep. I reached over and grabbed the socks off the night stand, held them to my nose, and took a deep breath. Just like before, I was instantly hard. I remembered, we had rules, I couldn't jack off. But I had an idea, I gently grabbed his harm which was laying across his chest. I put his hand on my hard dick and wrapped his fingers around it. I was so careful, hoping not to wake him up. I wrapped my hand around his and starting moving his hand up and down. Keeping his socks, still slightly damp, to my face. The smell and feeling of his socks brought me back to Michael in the locker room. The thought of that experience and the feel of Kyle's hand had me nearing orgasm within seconds. I could feel my balls beginning to tighten, getting ready for another massive climax, when Kyle's hand quickly jerked away from me. "Dude, you should have just woken me up...I told you I wanted to try some things", Kyle said still somewhat groggy, "did you cum?" "No, I was about to" "I thought the rules were we couldn't jack off?" "Technically I wasn't, my hand wasn't on my dick, yours was", I said proud of myself finding the loophole. Kyle laughed, almost as if he were admitting defeat to my logic. His dick standing straight up against his tight abs. "Come here", he says motioning for me to get between his legs as he lay on his back. I thought he was going to ask for another blowjob, which I absolutely would have given him. "I'm going to play with my dick, I want you to rub my ass hole", he said as he demonstrated what he wanted with his own finger. "Ok, but promise you won't cum yet. I want us to try to cum at the same time", I told him. "Promise" Kyle had his set flat on the futon, his knees bent, legs apart with me in-between. I could just see his ass hole, between two plump hairless cheeks. I told my index finger, placed it against his ass hole, applied slight pressure and just moved it around in a small circle. "Yea....that feels good....keep doing that", Kyle moaned. I could see that he was starting to precum. Kyle reached over and grabbed a bottle of lotion from the table next to his side of the bed and handed it to me. "Put some on your finger and go back to rubbing my ass", which I did right away. As I rubbed, Kyle just continued to moan, "Yea....dude that feels good....it's so much better when someone else does it....mmmm". With that, he picked his feet up and put them flat against my chest. From that angle, my wrist was awkwardly placed so I switched to using my thumb to rub against his asshole. With his feet against my chest, so close to my face, I couldn't help myself. I grabbed one of his ankles with my other hand moved his foot up higher, and put his big toe into my mouth. It reminded me of when my brother dared me to lick and suck his feet. I started sucking on his toe, licking between his toes, and the soul of his foot. Kyle didn't even flinch. Just continued laying back, eyes closed, moaning at the same pace in which my thumb rubbed against his 12 year old ass. "Oo..o...oo...ok....push your thumb....um....push it inside a little", Kyle said as I could feel him push his hips toward my hand. "Like inside your ass?", I asked just to make sure. "Yea....trust me....I'll show you after I cum....it feels amazing", he responds back to me. After a little pressure, it goes it to the first knuckle. "Oh fuuuuck....oh fuck", he lets out. His dick is gushing precum now. His foot still at my mouth, my thumb in his ass, and his dick in his hand. "Don't cum", I tell him as I moved his foot back to my chest. I was not ready for this to end. He began to rock a little, back and forth against my inserted thumb. "Dude, I can't last much longer. I don't want to cum yet. Take your finger out, it's your turn". I rolled over to my side and laid on my back. I still wasn't sure about this part, I never really fantasized about anything going on or in my ass. But, I sure wasn't about to tell this boy no. I had wanted him for so long and here we were. He moved between my legs, through them over his shoulder, and kind of leaned over me. A drop of sweat dropped from his forehead on to my chest. I wanted so much to scoop it up and taste it, but I thought I better not freak him out. "You ready", he says as he grabs the lotion. "Just go slow, nothing has ever touched there before", I ask of him. As he reaches down, I feel the head of his dick rub up against my balls. Then his lotion covered thumb rub against my ass. To my surprise, I was loving it. "Are you ready", he asks me. "Umm...ok...I guess", I reply back hesitantly. He was not particularly gentle. He did not wait for me to push into him as I did for him. He just shoved his thumb in there as if it belonged. "Fuck man", I winced. "Should I take it out", he was actually concerned. "No....It's....it's ok", as I breathed deep. After an an initial sharp pain, I started to enjoy it a bit. Although, I think I enjoyed his attention more than I did his thumb in my ass. He pushed one of my legs off his shoulder and onto the bed, then used that arm to grab his own dick. "I bet this is what fingering a girl is like", he said with a smile. I actually didn't like that comment, it was a bit of turn off although my dick didn't notice - still hard as a rock and leaking precum. He leaned forward, with his face over my chest, his hand jacking his dick, my hand jacking mine, and his left thumb in my ass. Sweat dripped off of him from the summer evening heat, and on to me. His eyes half closed and a half grin across his face. Looking at him I still could not believe this was really happening. All the times I went to his basketball games, seeing him sweaty running from one end of the court to the other, I have lusted after this boy. I have imagined the most dirty scenarios a newly 13 year old boy could imagine. "O...O....oook....I'm getting close dude...should I move?" Kyle says as he makes a face like I haven't seen before. "No, just let it shoot....", I did not want him off of me. "I....ugh...I.....it's....ughhhh", as his dick shoots ropes of his cum across my stomach and chest. One clump hitting my cheek. I never came that much at his age, I thought to myself. After the first warm spurt of his boy cum landed on me, I felt my ass tighten around his thumb and I let loose three spurts of cum. Both of us cumming at almost the same time. Both of our loads mixing on my chest and stomach. I was covered. Kyle must have thought that was hilarious, as he broke out in laughter as he pulled out his thumb and fell to his back. "Well, that was different", I said. "Did you see how much you came? I told you playing with your butt makes it different", Kyle said - still laying at the foot of the bed. "It was pretty intense" "Yea, I thought I was going to pass out when we came....ok...I'm going to wash my hands and go back to sleep. Let's take out the jet skis tomorrow.", Kyle said as he walked to the kitchen. I went to the bathroom to shower off both our loads that were starting to run down my side. I felt amazed, as I was in shower. Both at what just occurred and that I wasn't feeling as much guilt as I had the last time we fooled around, or the guilt I felt when I messed with my brother. I liked that I wasn't feeling as guilty - although still convinced I was going to hell. I giggled to myself as I realized I was giving a sermon the next week to the youth group, as we prepared for our upcoming mission trip. No time to think about that now, I still had two more days with Kyle. As I walk out of the shower, Kyle is already asleep. I crawl into bed next to him, scoot in close, hoping he would put his arm around me. Was I starting to like, really like this kid? No, I told myself. Whether I accepted this perverted desires or not, I was going to be a preacher, I was going to marry a woman, I was going to have a kid. (How wrong I ended up being in the long run, although I didn't give up that delusion until my 20's).