Date: Mon, 05 May 2003 01:13:27 +0000 From: The Nar Subject: Aaron and Cory Disclaimers. The author retains any and all rights to this story. A license has been granted exclusively to Nifty Archives. All characters and events depicted herein are objects of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All standard disclaimers apply. If you are not old enough to read this, don't. If it is illegal for you to read this, don't. Otherwise, enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brrriiiinnngg!!! "Yes!" thought Aaron as he jumped up from his desk. He never heard those few parting words of his teacher that day. He was too busy stuffing his pencils, scraps of paper and bits of trash from his desk into his backpack. He raced out of the classroom, not looking back. He burst out of the school as a huge smile spread across his face. Summer had finally arrived. It could not possibly have been a more beautiful day. Not a single cloud obscured the rich blue hue of the sky. A warm breeze blew and tussled Aaron's fine blond hair. An early summer heat wave had slowly settled over the town, but that didn't stop Aaron from running as fast from school as he could. He was practicly skipping down his street he was so excited. He made it back to his house in record time. "I think I deserve extra cookies today," Aaron thought to himself as he pushed open the door to his house. Aaron's house was fairly modest. A 2 story ranch in the middle of an older development, it had plenty of yard space and was located on a quiet street. An in-ground pool was out back, surrounded by a tall wooden fence that provided more than enough privacy. The interior of the home was well furnished with comfy furniture and modern appliances. Aaron used the door to the garbage compactor to reach the top shelf of the cupboard where he knew the Oreo's were hidden. Snack in hand, he bounded up the stairs to change his clothes and be rid of the final vestitures of the school year. He didn't bother closing the door to his room. He knew he was alone. Aaron's dad was an attorney and often worked late in the nearby city. His mom had passed away when he was 6. He still thought about her but was well beyond the grieving stage. His dad had never remarried and Aaron was an only child. Thus, every night was man's night and the toilet seat in their house was almost never down. Neither complained. Aaron kicked his loafers across the room and pulled his oxford shirt over his head without unbuttoning it. He did his own laundry so he didn't care how the clothes looked in the laundry pile. His sox were quickly added to the growing pile in the corner. He undid his belt and slid both his khakis and boxers down together. Standing in the middle of his room, Aaron reveled in the ultimate freedom of his nakedness. He closed his eyes and felt totally relaxed. At 12 years old, Aaron stood just over 5'3" and weighed just less than 100 lbs. He had baby soft blond hair that was shaped in a bowl cut. His eyes were steel gray and seemed to penetrate whoever he looked at. An avid soccer and baseball player, Aaron had a lean and well-defined body. His shoulders were now just starting to widen slightly and his torso tapered to meet his waist that was graced with an already impressive abdomen. Save for that on his head, he had not a hair on his body, including that area between his legs. In all, Aaron was the perfect specimen of boy. He was beautiful. "Nice butt," said a voice from behind him. Aaron whipped around to face his door, his hands dashing to cover himself. Cory, his best friend, was standing in the doorway wearing a smirk on his face. "God. Don't you ever knock?" Aaron scowled. "Why should I," Cory replied. "I practically live here. Besides, then I would have missed the show. It's not like I've never seen you naked before." Cory was right. He and Aaron had been friends since they were 4 years old and in pre-school. They had taken baths together as little kids, changed for sports together and even skinny-dipped on a few campouts with their Boy Scout troop. Because they lived across the street from each other, they did almost everything together. They were completely comfortable with each other and shared nearly everything; activities, secrets, even clothes. Each was an unofficial member of the others family and neither knocked on the others door anymore. They were expected to simply walk in and make themselves at home. "You know, you can be a jerk sometimes." Aaron was a little disappointed he had been interrupted, but he knew he couldn't be mad at Cory. He would have done the same thing himself. "Come on," said Cory. "Put some clothes on, nature boy. Let's go shoot some hoops." Aaron grabbed a pair of red mesh shorts and slipped them on. He had long since learned that he enjoyed going without underwear. He liked the feeling of his balls swinging freely inside his shorts and the small thrill of knowing that so little separated the world from a complete view of his most private of places. He didn't bother with a tee shirt. He knew he was just going top get sweaty. He slipped on a pair of ankle socks and shoved his feet into his basketball sneakers. The 2 boys raced down the stairs, grabbed the ball from a shelf in the garage and played a few games of 1 on 1 and horse. Soon into their play, Cory had removed his tee shirt also, leaving him wearing only his yellow soccer shorts and sneakers. Cory was strikingly similar to Aaron in physical appearance. He was lean and had the physique of a soccer player. He was nearly identical in height and weight to Aaron and shared the same lack of body hair. The only two things that separated them was Cory's auburn hair, which he wore gelled and spiked, and his deep green eyes. Besides that, one would be hard pressed to tell them apart. After nearly an hour, both boys were exhausted. Each had won several games and they finally called it quits and collapsed on the front lawn, gazing at the sky. They talked about how psyched they were to be out of school for three whole months and all the plans they had for their freedom. Each was looking forward to spending a week at scout camp next month. Both had gone last year and they couldn't wait to go back. Immediate plans, however, called for sleeping late and burning school supplies. "I'm still hot," said Aaron. "Wanna go swimming?" ""Sure. But I'll have to go home to change," replied Cory. Propping himself up on his elbows, Aaron offered, "You don't have to. I won't wear anything if you won't wear anything." Cory looked hesitant. Aaron had always been the more adventurous of the two. Whenever they had gotten in trouble for something, it was often Aaron who had come up with the idea. While Cory was always a willing participant, he was the one who would think through the possible outcomes and do the cost-benefit analysis. Benefit usually won out. It did this time too. "Last one in has to kiss the others ass!" was Cory's only response. Both boys jumped up and ran to the gate of the pool area. As soon as it had slammed shut behind them they began pulling their clothes off as they ran towards the water. Two naked forms hit the water at nearly the same instant. "Ha, now you gotta kiss my ass," taunted Aaron. "No way loser. I beat you by a mile" shot back Cory. Both boys were grinning widely knowing how this was going to end. They lunged for each other in the water and a wrestling match broke out. Cory was a slightly better swimmer and was able to evade Aaron in the deep end and dunk him several times. But Aaron was a little stronger and overpowered Cory when the match moved into the shallow part of the pool. "OK! OK! Truce! Truce!" Cried Cory as he tried to free his head from under Aaron's arm. "We tied, fair and square." "No way dude," said Aaron as he dunked Cory one last time. "Say I won." "Fuck you!" Cory giggled. He went under again. "OK, fine. I give up. You beat me." "Good." Aaron dunked him one more time. "That's for sneaking in on me earlier," he said as he let his best friend go. "Jerk," Cory said as he relaxed into the water. Aaron and Cory spent the next 20 minutes floating lazily in the pool talking about nothing in particular. Both boys enjoyed the feeling of the water cooling their naked bodies and neither was in a hurry to get out. Aaron heard the phone ringing in the house and he jumped out of the pool to answer it. Cory chuckled as he watched his friend's ass wiggle towards the kitchen. "That's twice today!" he shouted. "This one's on the house," Aaron replied. He slid open the door and grabbed the phone just before the answering machine picked up. "Hello?" "Hey big guy." It was his dad. Aaron could tell by the strain in his voice what was coming next. "Hey dad. What's up?" "Well, a lot actually. Listen, I have a really big hearing tomorrow that was just sprung on me tonight. A bunch of us have to stay here at the office to get the brief ready, so I won't be home till tomorrow morning at the earliest." "That sucks." Aaron had never been afraid to say what was on his mind. "Yeah, it does," said his dad. "Listen, I've already called Cory's parents and they said you can sleep at their house tonight. Sound like a plan?" Aaron didn't mind. He knew his dad wasn't doing this on purpose and he was used to this sort of thing happening. It didn't happen often so just let it slide. Besides, he liked the idea of sleeping over Cory's house anyway. "Sure dad," said Aaron. "I'll just see you tomorrow nite." "Absolutely," said his dad. "How 'bout we grill those steaks you picked out the other day?" "Awesome!" Said Aaron. "I'll see you tomorrow dad." "Later, kiddo." Aaron hung up and walked out of the house. He saw Cory laying on one of the pool floats with his eyes closed. Taking a running start, he jumped in the pool, doing cannon-ball just inches from his friend. "Do you practice being a jerk or does it just come naturally?" asked Cory as he wiped the water out of his eyes. ""What can I say?" Responded Aaron. "I'm good at what I do. Hey, Looks like I'm crashing at your place tonight." "Dad's stuck at the office again, huh?" "Yep. Bummer. It's ok though. I know he doesn't mean to." "Well, if I were your dad, I'd want to spend as much time away from you as possible." This sparked another round of wrestling, which Aaron again won. After yet another admission of defeat by Cory, both boys decided they had spent enough time in the pool. Clouds had gathered quickly while they had been swimming and the wind had grown cool and blustery. "Storm coming in," remarked Cory. "Let's go see what my mom's got for dinner." Climbing out of the pool, they each grabbed their clothes that were strewn across the yard. Heading into the house they each toweled off and got dressed again. Aaron slipped back into his shorts sans underwear and shirt. Cory did the same. "I hate wearing underwear after you get out of the pool, " said Cory. "It bunches up and makes you itch." "Tell me about it, dude." Aaron ran up to his room and tossed a clean t-shirt, his toothbrush and a few video games into his backpack. He tucked his pillow under his arm and headed back downstairs, his packing complete. The 2 bare-chested boys walked down the street to Cory's house chatting about what they would do that nite. By the time they arrived plans included Cory kicking Aaron's ass in "Mortal Kombat V" and Aaron kicking Cory's ass in "Metroid Prime". Both agreed the nite would include a movie or two. "Mom, we're home!' Cory shouted as they walked through the front door. "It's about time," his mother shouted back. "What do you two want on your pizza?" "Sweet. Pizza," both boys said in unison. They settled on half pepperoni and half extra cheese. They plopped themselves in the living room to watch a rerun of the Simpson's while they waited for the pizza. Outside the sky had grown dark and ugly. Rain slowly began to spatter the windows of the house as the boys reclined on the floor in front of the tv. Aaron began to fidget as he looked outside. "I hope it's only rain that coming," he said nervously. "You pansy," teased Cory. "You're how old and are still afraid of thunder?" "I'm not scared," shot back Aaron, a bit defensively. "I just don't like it." "Wuss." "Ass-hole." Truth be told, Aaron really was afraid of thunder. He had been for as long as he could remember. Every time a thunderstorm happened, he had made his dad stay with him until the storm was over. Daytime thunderstorms didn't pose as big a problem for him, but nighttime ones scared the hell out of him. He knew it was a bit babyish, but he didn't care. This was a slightly bigger problem at places such as summer camp or sleepovers. Those places usually found him cowering under his blankets until the storm passed. The pizza arrived and everyone dug in. Cory's mom and dad ate with them. Unlike Aaron, Cory had an older brother. But he was off at college for his freshman year. After a few slices Cory asked his parents if they could take the rest of the pizza downstairs so they could play video games. "Just be careful and don't spill. The carpet's still pretty new," said Cory's dad. Cory grabbed the pizza as Aaron grabbed a 2-liter of Coke and his backpack. "Yes! Let the ass-kicking begin!" he shouted as they ran down the hall. "Aaron, your language," warned Cory's mom. "Sorry Mrs. Mitchell," Aaron yelled as he bounded down the stairs. "See you tomorrow mom and dad!" shouted Cory as he closed the door to the basement behind them. Cory's dad was a musician and their basement had been converted into a small sound studio and practice area for his band. Also downstairs was a full, pullout couch in front of a large screen tv with a full entertainment system. The other nice thing about the basement was that it was about as far away from Cory's parent's bedroom as it could be, so the boys could make as much noise as they wanted and not wake them up. It was an ideal set-up for a 12 year old. Aaron put the soda and pizza on the table and pulled out the video games as Cory opened up the pullout couch. Aaron and Cory had slept together on this many times so each knew that's where they would spend the night. Aaron shut off most of the lights as Cory dug out blankets from the small hutch next to the tv. Small, distant rumbles began to filter into the basement from the growing storm outside. "Uh, oh. Better get ready, pansy," giggled Cory. Aaron responded by hitting him over the head with a pillow. They quickly settled down and started playing their chosen game. As predicted, Cory soundly tromped Aaron in "Mortal Kombat". Aaron managed to get in a few token victories, but the game was clearly dominated by Cory. After about a half hour of being massacred, Aaron suggested they watch a movie. "Sure. Any thoughts?" asked Cory. "Not really. Got anything new? Cory's eyes grew wide. Aaron recognized the look of someone who just remembered something important. "Dude, you gotta see this. I totally forgot." Cory ran over to the side of the room containing his dad's music equipment. He opened a small cabinet behind the drum set and pulled out what looked like a DVD case. Outside Aaron could hear the rain picking up in intensity and could occasionally hear a distant rumble. He was silently praying it go no louder than that. Cory ran back over to Aaron and jumped onto the bed. Aaron could tell he was pretty excited. "Check this out," he said as he pushed the case into his friend's hands. Aaron had never seen a DVD like this before. He instantly knew he had to watch it. Two naked women, looking about 20 years old, were hugging each other on the cover. The edge of their nipples could just barely be seen between their bodies. The title of the movie was scrawled out in red letters above them. Aaron never saw it. "It's my dad's," Cory explained. "He'd kill me if he knew I found it, never mind watched it." "So you wanna watch it?" Aaron asked, suddenly afraid he was going to miss out on something. "Hell yeah!" Cory jumped up and shoved the disk into the player. He turned on the tv and adjusted the volume so it was nice and low. The last thing he wanted was his parents coming downstairs because they heard this being played. He pushed play and leapt back up onto the bed. Both boys scooted down to the foot of the bed, so as to be closest to the tv. Each lay on his stomach, head propped up on his hands. Aaron was blown away. Never in his 12 years had he been so captivated by something. Everything inside him seemed to respond to what he was watching on the screen. His pulse quickened, his breathing became shallower, and his stomach tightened with a tingly feeling spreading throughout him. However, the one part of him that seemed to react the most was between his legs. Aaron was no stranger to the pleasures of masturbation. He had discovered it at an early age when he walked in on his dad. His dad had done some explaining to him at that time and later had the full "Birds and the Bees" talk, but Aaron was a quick learner and had begin to experiment on his own. He used to love using the soapy water of his bath to play with himself and get that "good feeling". But as he grew older he learned how to properly masturbate and would often do it after he went to bed, lying naked on top of his covers. He never really thought of anyone or anything as he did it. He simply concentrated on the feelings. This movie would change that forever. "Is this awesome or what?" whispered Cory. "Wow," was all Aaron could say. He was a bit preoccupied with the slightly uncomfortable position his penis was in at the moment. He needed to adjust himself but didn't want it to be too obvious to Cory. He slowly slid his arm down and ever so slightly lifted his hips off the bed so he could reposition things. Cory saw all of this out of the corner of his eye. He was feeling the same things as Aaron and wanted badly to do something about it. He just wasn't sure how his friend would react. As Aaron finished fixing himself Cory asked, "Feel better?" Aaron blushed slightly. "Yeah," he responded quietly. "It's ok, man. I'm hard too." It was a bold thing for him to say. This was something he almost never talked about. Even with Aaron. Looking down towards the ground he asked "Hey. . . ah, do you like to . . . you know, jerk off and stuff?" He was petrified as he waited for an answer. "Yeah, sometimes" said Aaron. Cory looked him in the eye. Aaron knew he couldn't lie to his best friend. "OK, fine. Lots." Aaron was a little nervous too. "You?" "Yeah, almost every night. We could do it now," Cory offered. "If you want," he added quickly. Now it was Aaron's turn to do the critical thinking. This was uncharted territory for his and Cory's friendship. Sure, they had been naked together lots of times and wrestling naked in the pool was one of the many things they did together. But never had it ever entered the sexual realm. Each knew a few kids at school that were labeled as "gay" and their life was pretty miserable. But he also remembered his dad saying that sometimes boys his age like to experiment with each other and that was ok too. He knew his dad would never lie to him but Aaron was still a bit hesitant. However, he was also 12 years old and really horny at the moment. Hormones had won their first battle. "OK, if you want to." "Cool, hold on one sec." With that, Cory jumped off the bed and ran up the stairs. Aaron could hear him quietly open the door and sneak into the hallway. Aaron could also hear the thunder getting louder, but he was far too preoccupied with the movie and what was about to happen to be too concerned about it. Cory came bounding back down the steps with something in his hands. It was a jar of Vaseline. "Here, I use this. It helps." Aaron had to chuckle to himself. Cory had obviously spent a lot of time at this. He never knew. The 2 boys stood at the foot of the bed. Both were hard and their penises were making little tents in their shorts. While they had seen each other naked countless times, they had somehow never seen the other with a boner. Cory decided to take the lead. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts and slowly pushed then down to his knees. He then kicked them down to his feet and shoved them across the room. He stood looking at Aaron, his penis at attention and a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach. Taking his cue, Aaron wasted no time he shoved his shorts all the way off his legs and stepped out of them. He too was fully erect. Aaron took a moment to admire his friend. He really was a good-looking boy. His penis was slim, but long for a boy his age. He was just under 6 inches. This was one of the few areas he bested Aaron. Aaron was just over 5 inches. Cory had no hair at the base of his boy prick and hanging just below were his marble sized balls, loose in their smooth ball sack. Cory took this time to do the same to Aaron. He was proud that his penis was longer than his friend's. But Aaron's balls looked a little bigger and hung much lower than his own. Cory stretched his gaze up Aaron's body. The only thought that ran through his head was how cute Aaron's nipples looked. Cory opened the jar of Vaseline. "Here, you first," he said as he offered it to his friend. Aaron took a little on his fingers and spread it gently on his penis. "Wow. It's cold," he whispered. "Don't worry. It warms up." Cory dug his fingers in as well and started to lube himself. Both boys sat down on the foot of the bed and began working on the hard rods between their legs, the porno all but forgotten. As he slowly slid his hand up and down his boner, Aaron couldn't help but glance over at his friend. He couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from his friend's jacking. Watching Cory made Aaron's hands only move faster. Cory knew Aaron was watching him. While he would have thought that would weird him out, he found it strangely exciting. Cory's gaze shifted to Aaron and he watched his friend pick up speed. While Aaron was fascinated by Cory's prick, Cory noticed the more subtle things about Aaron. He saw that his nipples were slightly erect and that the fine hairs on the back of his neck were standing up straight. He liked the way his friend's penis glistened in the light because of the slime it was covered in. All of this increased the feelings that were rushing through his body. And Cory loved it. Then it happened. As Aaron and Cory were watching each other masturbate for the first time, the lights blinked out. At nearly the same instant, thunder cracked directly above them and lightning illuminated the basement. Aaron instinctively reached out and grabbed hold of his beat friend. Moments later thunder again rattled the house, just as close. This sent both boys scrambling towards the top of the bed where they dashed under the covers. Once the blankets had safely been pulled over their heads, Aaron and Cory again grabbed onto one another, this time hugging each other close. That's when they froze. In his rush to seek safety under the covers, Aaron had forgotten he was still very hard and very horny. Now he found himself in bed with his best friend, both of them hard, with their slick boners pressed up against each other. Cory gasped as Aaron shifted ever so slightly. "What? Whispered Aaron nervously. "Do that again," said Cory. Aaron did, sliding his body up and down across Cory's. Without uttering a word, both boys instantly knew this felt way too good to stop. Aaron rolled onto his back, never loosening his hold on Cory. Cory was now on top of Aaron and he took control, humping Aaron slowly. As he ground his boy prick into his friend, he moaned softly. "Oh, god. Do it faster," squeaked Aaron. Cory happily obliged. He started moving faster across his friend's prone body. Aaron moved his hands from the small of Cory's back to the roundness of his ass. He squeezed gently, feeling their tightness. That only served to elicit more passionate moans from Cory. Aaron moved one of his hands around to his friend's front; slowly tracing it's way up from his belly button to his left nipple. Cory moaned louder this time and quickened his pace even more. His breathing was ragged and shallow, and his mind was filled with a fog of desire. Without warning, Cory stopped, almost frozen in position. A low, guttural moan escaped as orgasm swept over him. Nearly everything in his body was electrified. It almost felt as if lightning had struck directly between his legs and the current spread from that point across his body. As the pleasure subsided he slowly collapsed onto his friend. He closed his eyes in total relaxation. "That . . was. . . the most . . amazing thing . . . ever," he managed to say through his labored breathing. Thunder crashed outside, but neither boy heard. They each were lost in a world occupied only by each other. Aaron didn't respond. He grabbed his friend and gently rolled him onto his back and then lay on top of him. Cory smiled up at him and nodded his head. Aaron began to move as Cory had, gently humping the boy beneath him. Cory reached up and began to play with the nipples he had fancied all nite. He marveled at how small they were and how they rose to hard little points only in the exact center. His hands slid gently down his friend's sides, grabbing Aaron's cheeks just as his had been grabbed. They were equally as firm. Cory's ministrations helped build the growing pleasure in Aaron. Aaron could not have stopped now if he wanted to. Instinct had taken over. His body had been separated from his mind, and Aaron couldn't have cared less. Cory's hands were still on his ass as he slipped his middle finger, still slick with Vaseline, between his cheeks. When it made contact with Aaron's hole, it was more than the boy could withstand. His entire body went rigid as he suddenly felt light-headed. Pleasure wracked his small frame and he cried out in a language only he could understand. Cory felt his friend's hard penis twitching against his own. He closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling. Aaron collapsed onto Cory and Cory held him tight. He didn't know why he did this, it simply felt like the right thing to do. Cory lifted his hand and slowly ran his fingers through his friend's blond hair. Aaron purred in approval. Cory gently rolled his friend onto his side and pulled him close into a spooning position. Cory wrapped his arms around Aaron and sighed contently. Both boys slipped into a restful sleep, touching from head to toe. The storm outside continued to blow, but neither was bothered by it. They were safe and warm in each other's arms. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, that ends the first chapter in this story. This is my first attempt at creative writing, so I would appreciate your feedback. Comments and criticism will help determine how, and if, this story continues. Flames will politely be ignored. The_Nar525@hotmail.com