by tim the story guy
This story is © 2005 by tim, and is protected by copyright law. Please do not copy to distribute, or post this story to other sites without the author's permission. This is a fictional fantasy story based on my past, and how it could have been different. Names of those involved in sexual situations have been changed except mine. This story contains sexual situations between teen males. If this subject offends you, or you should not be reading this type of story, you assume all responsibility for continuing. Please send all comments to: email@example.com. I apologize for the delay between chapters. Work on my first book has caused me to cut back my writing schedule for Nifty. I will not abandon my stories on Nifty, but updates will be less often until the book is finished. Hopefully that will be in the next month or so. Thanks, and enjoy the story.
Stories on Nifty by tim
the story guy:
Training Day - in the adult/youth section (Completed 9/17/04)
What A Gas! 1 & 2 - in the adult/youth section (Last update 9/09/05)
Orgasmia - in the sci-fi/fantasy section (Last update 8/25/05)
Sweet Sixteen - in the sci-fi/fantasy section (Last update 8/22/05. Update in progress.)
Allen 1, 2, & 3 - in the high school section (Last update 9/01/05)
Fate - in the high school section (Completed 5/21/04)
No One Else 1 & 2 - in the high school section (Last update 8/05/05)
Starting Over 1 & 2 - in the high school section (Last update 8/06/05)
on Nifty by tim the story guy and James Clark:
City Mouse, Country Mouse - in the high school and rural sections (Last update 8/29/05)
From the last chapter:
"It's over now Greg." I said softly into his ear. "You don't have to worry about anything any longer. We'll look out for you now."
"Thanks Tim, I love you and Pete." replied Greg just as softly, as he held onto me.
I finally pulled back a little and asked, "Friends forever?"
That night was Greg's first exposure to what Pete and I tried to keep private before now. There were no doors between the rooms upstairs, so we knew he could hear us no matter how quiet we tried to be. The next morning on the way to Dean's house, I wanted to make sure Greg was okay with last night.
"I hope Pete and I didn't keep you awake too much last night Greg." I said. "We tried to keep it as quiet as we could."
"You and Pete don't have to go to any trouble for me." replied Greg. "It was actually kinda cool hearing you guys last night. If you want to do things the way you usually do, please go ahead."
"Okay, if you say so." I said, as I pulled up to a stop sign.
As soon as the car was stopped, I leaned over and gave Pete a very deep and passionate kiss. As Pete and I kissed, we could hear Greg in the back seat snickering. That only encouraged us, so we really began to play it what it was worth for Greg. Greg started laughing a little louder at that point.
"Okay you lovebirds, I think we have a car coming up behind us!" laughed Greg.
Pete and I looked at each other and laughed as I pulled away from the stop sign. Needless to say, Dean was shocked to see Greg with us yet again. He was even more shocked when I told him that Greg was living with me, which kind of made him my brother now. Apparently Dean couldn't believe that Greg was so okay with me and Pete now.
"Lighten up Dean." said Greg. "You should see them when they really go at it! It would melt the vinyl off of a record! What was even better though was listening to them last night, and they said they would be even louder tonight!"
That only made poor Dean turn three different shades of red, but it caused Greg to laugh louder than I'd ever heard him laugh. I smiled at the sound of that. That day was just a normal day at school, except that when we got back to regular school, and I made it to the seventh grade shop class, Jason seemed incredibly happy today. I knew right away that there was only one thing that could put a look like that on a young gay boy's face. Sure enough, as soon as he got me alone, he began telling me about he and Eddie having anal sex last night for the first time. The poor boy was incredibly excited and stiff by the time he finished telling me every last detail.
"I just can't believe that as good as it felt when I put my dick up his butt, it felt even better when he did it to me!" exclaimed Jason as loud as he could without being overheard.
"Well, when two people love each other and are careful about it, anal sex is the most enjoyable kind of sex there is." I replied. "I'm glad you and Eddie had the chance to discover that."
"Thanks Tim." said Jason, as he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek while no one was looking. "If it hadn't been for you, last night with Eddie never would have happened. I'm glad you gave me the courage to be myself, and find out what real love is."
Now it was my turn to catch no one looking, as I gave Jason a quick but deep kiss on his lips. Then I replied, "You deserve it Jason. You're a great little friend, and I care very much about you."
Jason licked the taste of my lips off his and smiled, and I returned the smile and ruffled his hair. Then we went about our way laughing. He was an incredibly cute little kid, and I hoped he and Eddie had a lifetime of fun making love to each other.
That night, after I had gotten home from work, Pete and I began making love as usual. Greg never said anything about it though, he would just smile at us in the morning instead. Nothing unusual happened that weekend, and we didn't really have any plans. That Saturday was just three friends, hanging out around the house. Tuesday was the next big day for all of us, as it was election day. The day that I would convince myself that I wasn't crazy for thinking that I had come back in time. My mom had a hard time understanding why two sixteen year old boys and a fourteen year old boy would have such an interest in politics that evening, and I thought Floyd was going to spill the beans for a little while. He did keep quiet though, and as Carter pulled ahead of Ford, Greg and Pete looked at me like they couldn't believe it.
I smiled at Greg and said, "If you save that ten thousand dollars and use it right, it can go a pretty long way Greg."
When my brother saw that Carter had pulled ahead of Ford, he looked at me like I played the title role in Carrie. That only made me laugh insanely, just to scare him. When California had been announced as being won by Carter, he had won the election easily. Pete was also hanging all over me saying that he couldn't believe that I had come back in time for him. There was no longer any doubt in his mind though. With the election over, it left me to ponder some very important questions though. Such as, why hadn't my adult memories begun to fade as I expected them to? That future now no longer existed for me, but the memories of it were still there. The only thing I could think of is that I had already lived through them, so they now couldn't be erased from me, even though they wouldn't exist for anyone else. Another question was, how could any boy be as incredibly cute as Pete was? He seemed to get even cuter every day too. Since I wasn't a quantum physics major, I decided that I would never be able to answer that second question.
The next day we all decided to skip school. My brother wanted to go pick up the two grand he had won. We decided that it would be best not to tell him how much we had bet, since he said he would buy us dinner anyway. What can I say? We had to save our money for that big computer software stock we would be buying by the late eighties. Poor Pete wanted to put our money on the Tigers for next year, thinking they would go all the way for sure next year. Needless to say, I had to put the brakes on that idea.
"But why not Tim?" asked Pete. "What about The Bird?"
"I'm afraid the manager is going to overwork his arm so hard at the beginning of the year that he's going to go out with an injury." I replied. "After his surgery, he'll never be as good as he is now."
Since I had been right about the election, Pete decided not to risk it. Besides, if he really wanted to bet on the Tigers, the eighty four season was less than eight years away. Also, I wanted to put half of our money into a very inexpensive electronics company stock. Once the CD boom started in the eighties, that stock would go through the roof. Pete wanted to know what a CD was, but he couldn't quite grasp what I was trying to explain to him. That night in bed was kind of interesting. With our good fortune behind us, we were feeling pretty affectionate that night. As I was on top of Pete sucking his dick as passionately as I could, and he was under me having a great time with mine, I heard Greg moving around in the next room.
"Excuse me guys, I don't mean to interrupt anything." said Greg. "Just keep doing what it is you're doing. I just have to go to the bathroom, and I'm just passing through. I really don't mean to disturb you two at all, so I hope I'm not. I'll just be moving along to the bathroom now. I'll try to be as quiet as I can when I come back too, so I don't disturb you then either."
As Greg continued rambling on, I was fighting an incredible urge not to laugh while making love to Pete. I mean let's face it, he would have been more convincing if his breathing weren't getting heavier as he spoke. Also, just how long does it take to explain that you're just passing through. It didn't bother me though. I just continued making love to Pete as he rambled on.
"...so once again, I hope I didn't disturb you two. I'll be moving on now." Then Greg finally left the room to go to the bathroom.
As soon as Greg had left the room, Pete began cumming in my mouth as he writhed and moaned. The poor little guy was exhausted after he stopped cumming, but I was still ready to go. I had Pete lay on his stomach, with his head toward the foot of the bed. Then I slid my dick into him, and knelt behind him as I thrust in and out of him. This position was sure to give our visitor a good view when he came back through. When he did come back through, I acted like I had my eyes closed as I thrust in and out of Pete. I opened one eye slightly, and sure enough, he had stopped to stare for a few seconds. Then I suddenly realized that our guest was about to get more of a show than I had bargained for. My dick suddenly erupted inside of Pete, and I gasped and moaned as my balls emptied themselves into him. As I collapsed on top of Pete, our visitor continued on to his room.
The next morning, Greg didn't say anything about the previous night. His smile indicated that he was okay with what he saw though, especially when I pulled up to a stop sign. He did however surprise me by saying that he trusted me more than he did himself, and he wanted me to hold onto his money for him until we had graduated from high school. Since he trusted me that much, I let him in on what Pete and I were doing with our money. Greg told me to go ahead and do the same for his. I realized then that a real bond had been formed between us, and the future now seemed much brighter for all of us.
After doing some research into our financial options, I quickly realized that at our age, we were going to need adult assistance. I had hoped to avoid this, but it was now time to talk to mom about our financial situation. She was upset with my oldest brother at first, for taking us boys to Canada to gamble, but we managed to convince her that we were very adept at talking Floyd into doing it. After the initial reaction to our gambling wore off, and we had talked our way out of any punishment, she admitted that we were being very responsible about handling our good fortune. She didn't know much about the stock that I wanted to invest in, but since electronics looked as though it was about to enter a boom period, she seemed to think it might be a good idea. As a matter of fact, by the time she took us to see an investment counselor, she had managed to scrape up a nice little investment herself. The person that we went to see didn't seem to be the brightest person we could have dealt with. He didn't see why we would want to invest in such a small electronics firm, and tried to talk us into other investments. It's not that his suggestions weren't good ones, but I already knew that my choice would pay off incredibly well. I explained to him that I had heard they were doing research into an area of electronics that I felt would pay a huge profit to anyone involved, so he let up and did as we wanted. Instead of investing half of our money, Pete and I ended up investing all but one thousand dollars of it. Greg followed suit with us, and then mom opened up a stock portfolio as well. Then she took us by the bank to start an account there with the rest of our money.
With our financial future secure for now, Pete and I then began to concentrate on other matters. The later visions that I had experienced showed me that certain substances found in readily available spices and herbs would someday be suspected to help ward off some of the conditions that would plague my parents later. Pete and I put together a list of spices and herbs, then began to infiltrate my mom's cooking with them. Some of them actually made an improvement in the taste of her cooking, so they began to work their way into her daily routine. Pete and I felt good about that, because it would eventually have benefits to the health of my entire family. Greg unwittingly helped seal the deal when he told my mom that her cooking seemed to get even better every day. By that time though, Pete's month was drawing to an end.
Neither of us wanted this to happen, but we knew that it would, and that there was nothing we could do about it. Pete's mom called the day before he was suppose to go home to thank my mom for taking care of him for her. My mom replied that it was a pleasure, and that Pete had been a joy to have around the house. Then she told Pete's mom that they were all welcome at our house any time, and she hoped the families would be good friends because of this. That last night, I took Pete to our room for the night a little earlier than usual. For some reason, Greg had decided to turn in early too. He said that it was so he could be in his room before we got started, and I let him off with that excuse. Tonight was going to be completely about Pete anyway.
I had Pete wait for me as I undressed myself first. Then I slowly and lovingly undressed Pete. Once he was naked, I picked him up in my arms and then laid him gently on our bed. Pete smiled at me as I laid down next to the most perfectly beautiful boy I had ever known. I pressed my lips softly against Pete's and began to kiss him. Our lips stayed in contact for about five minutes before I began to move on. My lips moved outward from his in a circle, as I began to gently kiss every square inch of my beautiful lover. As I worked my way down, I licked softly at his chin and nibbled gently at his adams apple. Then my kisses moved down to his shoulders, and down each arm. Pete sighed beautifully as I paid special attention to thoroughly kissing each armpit. As I moved on, I kissed each side of his chest as completely as possible. I made sure to kiss, lick, and nibble at each nipple until Pete was writhing in pleasure beneath me. Once I had worked my way down further, covering his abdomen with dozens of light kisses, I kissed and sucked at the cutest belly button that God had ever put on anyone. After I finished his lower abdomen beneath his belly button, I gently picked Pete up and turned him over.
Now I began at the nape of his neck, and thoroughly worked my way down his back. After at least one hundred light kisses, I had arrived at Pete's perfect butt. First, I took my tongue and bathed it carefully and completely. My tongue enjoyed gliding over every smooth contour of Pete's butt, as it worked it way to the special valley between his two gorgeous cheeks. As I licked lovingly between his cheeks, my tongue flickered at his beautiful little pucker. Pete was now cooing very softly, so I covered his butt with as many soft kisses as I could. I finally began working down the back of both legs to Pete's feet. Pete may have expected me to pass over his feet quickly, but I licked and kissed them as thoroughly as I had done the rest of his body. Then I lovingly sucked on each of his ten toes the same way that a small child would sometimes suck his own thumb. Pete was now moaning softly, and breathing heavily as I worked back up the front of his legs. He seemed to enjoy the way I lightly nibbled at both of his knees, before continuing on to my ultimate goal for the night.
I had now arrived at Pete's impossibly erect dick, and the sweet looking balls that hung beneath it. First I kissed, then sucked at each testicle passionately. Then I kissed the shaft of his dick lightly over and over again. I finally placed my lips against the beautiful head of his dick, and kissed it a dozen times with as much love as I possibly could. Pete was now moaning in as much pleasure as I had ever heard before, and his chest was heaving up and down slowly. I took Pete's dick into my mouth, and willed my love to transfer between my mouth and his dick. Then I made love to Pete as slowly and as lovingly as I could. Within a minute I could feel Pete throbbing intensely in my mouth, and I knew I had already brought him right to the edge. Within another minute, Pete's body began to lurch, as it was wracked by the most intense orgasm that he had ever experienced in his young life. Pete's cum had never tasted as sweet, or had come out in as much volume as it did tonight. I hungrily drank as much of my lover's juice as he could produce, almost feeling drunk from the effect his cum was having on me now. Once Pete had been completely drained, I scooted back up and took him into my arms. When I pressed our lips together, Pete was barely conscious. He did however lick the taste of his cum from the inside of my mouth as much as he could. Then Pete slowly broke our kiss.
"Please put your dick inside me Tim." moaned Pete softly.
I gently turned Pete onto his side, then prepared both of us. Pete sighed deeply as I pushed my dick into him slowly, as far as I could. I spooned in tightly behind Pete, then slowly and passionately thrust in and out of him. For the next five minutes, I ran my hands over Pete's chest as my dick went in and out of him slowly. I grunted softly and moaned as my cum shot into Pete. Once my orgasm was over, I held Pete tightly against me with my dick still inside him, as I listened to his breathing return to normal. By the time it had returned to normal, Pete was snoring softly with my dick still buried deep inside him. I just smiled as I held my lover tightly to me, and joined him in sleep.
The next morning I was awaken by a hand shaking my shoulder. Realizing that I was still inside Pete, I turned my head without moving, to see Greg standing by the bed in his briefs and smiling.
"Don't tell me you lovebirds slept like that all night!" said Greg, still smiling.
"Why not?" I replied. "It was the best night's sleep I've ever had!" Then I gently shook Pete's shoulder and said, "Pete honey, it's time to wake up."
"I don't want to." moaned Pete sleepily. "This feels too good."
"I know it does my beautiful little lover, but Greg is here telling us it's time to get up." I replied.
"Hi Greg." said Pete softly. "Does Tim have to take his dick out of me now?"
"I'm afraid it's going to look a little weird in school today if he doesn't!" snickered Greg.
"He's got a point there babe." I smiled.
I then slowly pulled my dick out of Pete, and both of us sat up on the edge of bed. We gave each other a passionate and naked good morning kiss as Greg stood there. When we finally broke the kiss due to Greg clearing his throat, Pete said, "Last night was the most incredible night of my life Tim. If you can top that, I can't wait for it to happen! It's going to suck not being able to sleep with you tonight though."
I hugged Pete close to me and replied, "I know it's going to be tough after the last month, but in a few more years, we'll have our whole lives ahead of us."
The three of us showered and dressed, then headed off to school. The day seemed to go much too quickly, and all too soon it was time to go home and help Pete pack. Before getting to his place, I had to stop the car. Greg witnessed a very passionate good-bye kiss between me and Pete. When we dropped Pete off, I told Pete's mom that my mom said thanks again, and that Pete and they were welcome at our house anytime. As Greg got in the front seat with me, I said good-bye to Pete, and that I would pick him up for school in the morning. Although I had told myself that I wouldn't do it, a few tears ran down my face as Greg and I drove away from Pete's house. Greg noticed that, and put his arm around my shoulder.
"You were there for me when things weren't so good Tim, and now I'm here for you." said Greg.
"I'm so glad we got to become friends right now Greg." I replied, as I tried to stop the tears.
That night started out kind of rough, and Greg could tell I was having a problem adjusting to being separated from Pete. Before I knew it though, Greg was standing next to my bed.
"Move over Tim, I don't think you should be alone tonight." said Greg. "Just don't try anything weird."
"Thanks Greg." I replied as I moved over, and Greg climbed into the bed with me.
All that we did that night might have been sleep, but it helped to have someone who cared that close. The next few weeks was an adjustment for me and Pete, but I picked him up every morning for school, and on Sunday's to work with me. We still found quite a bit of time to do stuff together, although it wasn't quite the same. Still, it would make us appreciate the time when we could be together for the rest of our lives. Greg and Dean turned out to be a big help to both of us too. They made the adjustment quite a bit easier than it would have been otherwise. My mom also asked Pete's family to join us for Thanksgiving, but Pete's mom wanted to spend that day with her sister, which was understandable. I was planning on making it up to Pete though by getting him something really nice for Christmas in another month.
It was also getting to the time of year when football was big news. Greg naturally wanted to know who was going to win the Super Bowl in January, seeing as how I seemed to be good at predicting the future. I never claimed to have a photographic memory, but I told Greg that I was sure it would come to me eventually, and that for some reason I thought it might be Oakland. That got a chuckle out of Greg, as everyone expected this to be the year Fran got a Super Bowl ring in Minnesota. I knew that would never happen though, and it was just a matter of who stopped it from happening. After wracking my brain for a few weeks, I finally recalled that it was indeed Oakland that kept Minnesota from winning this Super Bowl. Greg still thought I was nuts however, but I think I started to convince him when I told him that I planned on making another trip to Canada before the Super Bowl. I guess he liked how the last trip to Canada turned out.
I also had the chance to talk to Jason after Thanksgiving, and asked him how things were going with he and Eddie. "We're still really in love with each other." replied Jason. "He's a great boyfriend, and he makes me glad that we're both gay. There is one little problem though."
"Oh, what's that?" I asked, hoping it wasn't anything serious.
"Well, we're both still young, and our dicks are still kinda small." replied Jason. "The first few times we had anal sex, it was really great! Now though, we can barely feel each other's dicks inside us. We've gone back to mostly sucking each other for now because that still feels really good, but we miss having anal sex."
"Don't worry about that Jason." I chuckled. "Within the next few years yours and Eddie's dicks will start to grow so fast, that you won't be able to believe it. You won't stay little boys all your lives, and neither will your dicks."
"But we still like feeling that way every once in a while right now." replied Jason. "Is there any way that you and your boyfriend Pete could help us?"
"I don't know about that one Jason." I replied. "Pete and I are at the point where we really never consider sex with anyone else now."
"I'm not asking you guys to make love to us though." said Jason. "I know how much you and Pete love each other, and Eddie and I are almost just as much in love. We both still want to feel something inside us though, and it's just not happening with each other yet."
"I can't promise you anything Jason." I replied. "I'm still not sure how I feel about that, but I'll talk to Pete about it. That's about the only thing I can tell you right now."
"Just that you and Pete would consider it means a lot Tim." smiled Jason. "It would mean even more though if you decided to do it for us."
That afternoon I dropped Dean off first, so it would just me, Pete, and Greg in the car. As soon as we pulled away from Dean's house, I told Pete what Jason had asked me.
"I don't know Tim, I don't like the idea of making love to anyone but you." said Pete.
"I know Pete, and neither do I." I replied. "From the way Jason asked though, all he wants us to do is fuck them, not make love. Just an act of sex to make the two boys feel good."
By this time, Greg's eyes were wide, as he was now getting an earful.
"Are you sure it's just a matter of fucking them Tim?" asked Pete.
"Hell, they'll probably be making love to each other while we do it, if we decide to do it." I replied. "I told them that I'm not sure how I feel about fucking them though, and that I'd have to think about it."
"That's kinda how I feel too." said Pete. "After all, they're only twelve. I know I'm only two years older, but it still almost seems like fucking a little boy."
Oh my GOD! Pete was getting so incredibly sexy by using the f word so effortlessly!
"I guess it WOULD be like fucking a little boy." I laughed. "Thank God we're still young boys too!"
That statement got a laugh out of Pete, and it made Greg's eyes as wide as saucers. It was a good thing we had gotten rid of Dean first! I once again stopped before getting to Pete's house to give him his good-bye kiss. Tomorrow was Saturday, and his mom agreed to let him spend the day with me and Greg. It's just too bad she wouldn't let him spend the night! She was afraid that she had already imposed Pete on us too much though. Unknown to me, my mom had called her earlier in the day to ask why Pete never spent the night anymore. God bless her! When Pete's mom met us in the driveway and said that it would be okay for Pete to spend the night, Greg almost had to hold both of us back. We did have to get out to thank her though. Then Pete ran to quickly grab a change of clothes, and bolted back out to the car.
Well, things are returning to normal for now, or so it would seem. What will Pete and Tim decide to do about the two younger boys though? Please send all comments to: firstname.lastname@example.org. Thanks for reading, and we'll find out what happens with Jason and Eddie in Chapter 13.