Date: Fri, 20 Jun 2003 00:55:23 +0000
From: The Nar <the_nar525@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aaron and Cory - part 4

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All the lights in his room were off save for the small lamp at his bedside.
His pure form spread itself across the expanse of his bed.  Although he was
alone in the semi- darkness, he knew that the imagination of someone,
somewhere close by was looking down on him.

That same jar of Vaseline, which had so many times before helped him create
pleasure, again lay open by his side.  Dipping his fingers inside he
enjoyed the feel of its greasy coolness.  He moved his now slick fingers to
the erect mass between his legs and slowly began the familiar pattern of
movement as tingles of pleasure moved across his body.

Images, like photographs, flashed quickly before his minds eye.  A crop of
blond hair.  A smile.  The pool.  Lightning.  A kiss.  He was alone, yet
not alone.  He was far, yet close.  Afraid, yet brave.

Eyes closed, his body began to squirm in pleasure.  A soft moan escaped his
lips, breaking the silence of the space around him.  Like a stone tossed
into a silent pond, pleasure rippled across his young skin.  It was
electric.

He knew he was getting close.  He needed to get closer.  Feeling a primal
urgency, his pace quickened, his grip tightened.  All other thoughts left
him.  Maximizing his pleasure was all that mattered now.  Nothing else.
Small beads of sweat formed on his brow that was wrinkled in determination.
His free hand drifted downward to slowly roll his testicles inside their
soft sack.  Sensing completion, he placed a single slick finger at the
entrance of his hole and pushed.

The young boy finally overloaded on pleasure and arched his back, thrusting
his hips into his hand.  It seemed a vain effort to penetrate the air above
him, but Cory was too far-gone to care.  His penis quaked with pleasure as
his world suddenly encompassed only those 6 slim inches between his legs.
After an eternity of ecstasy, he slowly lowered himself down onto his bed,
panting loudly.  With a final satisfied sigh, Cory snuggled into his pillow
and drifted off to sleep thinking only of the friend he wanted so badly.

*** *** *** ***

"WAKE UP!!"  Cory heard the words only seconds before he felt the other boy
pounce.  The bed shook as Aaron landed on top of his now fully awake
friend.
  Cory's eyes snapped open and were momentarily filled with panic as he
struggled to comprehend what had so aggressively disturbed his sleep.

Seeing his friend smiling on top of him, Cory's expression became mixed.
He was a little pissed he had been woken up, but he liked the situation he
now found himself in.  He liked seeing Aaron on top of him, especially when
the only thing that separated Aaron from his own naked body was the blanket
between them.

"Get up, lazy bones," said Aaron.  "We have a lot to do today."

"Like what?"  mumbled Cory, wishing he could roll over and rest for another
hour or so.

"We gotta go shopping," Aaron replied.  "Camp is next week.  We have things
to buy!"  With that, Aaron started bouncing up and down on thee bed.  This
didn't help out Cory much at all.  He had been sleeping on his back and
when Aaron landed on top of him he came to rest so he was straddling Cory's
chest, his morning wood tenting the blanket just behind his friends ass.

"Stop!" Cory begged.  "I gotta pee!"  Aaron, laughing, got off his friend
and let him up.

"Sorry man," giggled Aaron.  "I didn't know."

"It's ok.  It felt good, just now is kind of a bad time."

Cory slid out of bed and Aaron watched as he walked across his room naked
to his private bathroom, his boner leading the way.  He left the door open
as he lifted the lid and began to pee.  Aaron felt a stirring in his pants
and absentmindedly put a hand inside his shorts to adjust himself.  Smiling
slightly, he walked into the bathroom and hugged his nude friend from
behind.

"Let me help you with that," he said as he reached around Cory's waist and
grasped his morning erection.  Cory didn't say anything as he closed his
eyes and let Aaron direct his stream.  Aaron rested his chin on Cory's
shoulder and enjoyed the feeling of his friends piss moving through his
penis.  After finishing, Aaron shook off the last few drops of urine but
did not let go.  He continued to fondle his friend from behind, eliciting
some soft moans in the process.

"Wow.  That feels so good," said Cory.

"Yeah, it does," replied Aaron.  But Aaron knew they couldn't stay like
this all morning.  With a final tug, he dropped his friend's member and
gave him a quick hug.

"Well, hurry up and get dressed," said Aaron.  "I'm gonna make breakfast so
we can go shopping."

"Great.  Pop tarts," Cory moaned as he turned around.

"Screw you, dude," said Aaron with a smirk.  "My dad taught me how to make
French toast last weekend, so I'm gonna do that."

"Well, just do your best not to burn the friggin house down, ok."  Cory was
now yawning and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"If I do, you'll be the last one I warn!"  Cory responded by throwing his
pillow at him.  Aaron turned to leave Cory's bedroom and as he was pulling
the door closed he turned his head to see his friend walking across his
room, pulling his towel off the floor and then heading back into the
bathroom for a shower.  Smiling again, Aaron walked down the stairs and
into the kitchen to start breakfast.

The first thing he did was start coffee.  It was still pretty early and
also the weekend, so both Mr. And Mrs. Mitchell were still in bed.  He had
known them long enough to know coffee was the first thing that should be
made.  Being without a mom and having a dad that had to work late most
nights, Aaron had become quite competent in the kitchen.  He opened the
fridge and pulled out the eggs, milk and bread.  He tossed a good-sized
griddle on the stove and threw some butter on it.  He also rummaged around
and found some sausages in the freezer so he began heating another pan for
those.  Within 30 minutes a pretty good meal was on the table.  Not bad for
a 12 year old.

Needless to say, the smells of sausage and French toast drifting up the
stairs were enough to wake the whole household, even Doug who was just home
from college.  Mr.  And Mrs. Mitchell complimented Aaron on his cooking
skills and thanked him, more than once, for the coffee.  They also
suggested that Cory could learn a few lessons from this.  Cory's response
contained the word "whatever".

Doug didn't say much at breakfast.  He had never really been close with
Cory, so he thus had never been too close with Aaron.  He simply tolerated
his as one of his little brothers friends.  This suited Aaron fine.  While
he didn't dislike Doug, he felt no affinity for him either.  It was a bit
of an indifference.  He watched Doug inhale the French toast in seconds,
offer a perfunctory "thanks" and head back upstairs to go back to sleep.

Cory, now smelling fresh and clean from his recent shower, sat next to
Aaron as they ate.  In their customary summertime style, both boys were
barefoot in the house.  When Cory had joined them and sat down at the table
he had placed his foot so that it was touching Aaron's.  Not on top of his,
just touching it.  Neither boy said or did anything.  Nor did they make any
effort to move.  They simply ate breakfast together, each enjoying the
hidden touch of the other.

"Hey, my dad has to drive into his office today and he was going to drop me
off at the mall near the city.  Can Cory come?"  Aaron looked at Cory's
parents.  He already knew what their answer would be, but he also knew he
still had to ask.

"Well, I don't know," said Mr. Mitchell.  "Cory hasn't been all that good
lately."

"I agree," said Mrs. Mitchell.  "I'm not sure he deserves a day at the
mall."

The look on Cory's face was priceless.  It was a mix between total shock
and slight anger.  Finally his parents lost control of their stern faces
and burst out laughing, pointing at their son.

"You guys are so uncool," muttered Cory.  Aaron had to admit, Cory needed
to learn to not take his parents so seriously.  It was something he'd have
to help him with.

"Of course you can go, honey," chuckled Mrs. Mitchell.  "You just have to
clean up the breakfast dishes and then you can go."

"Awesome," said Aaron.  "My dad's gonna leave in an hour.  Just come over
when you're done.  By Mr. And Mrs. Mitchell!"  Both parents thanked him
again as he ran out the door.

Aaron jogged back to his house and went up to his room to surf the net
while he waited for his friend.  He started up his browser and opened his
list of bookmarks.  That list now contained a new folder marked
"interesting".  These were sites he had only recently discovered.  Each
one, he was sure, his dad wouldn't want him looking at.

The first one he opened was a picture site.  It contained pictures very
similar to those he had first seen on the porno during the thunderstorm.
Young, cute women were hugging each other and showing parts of their bodies
Aaron had only dreamed about before.  Aaron began to get a familiar feeling
inside his stomach, and he liked it.

Aaron opened another page, this one with both men and women.  But these
pictures showed much younger people.  Some as young as he and Cory.  These
were the ones that he liked the best.  They showed kids playing naked
together on the beach, by the pool and on sports fields.  While Aaron liked
to look at the small breasts of the girls, the penises of the boys were
what interested him most.  He was surprised at how different each seemed to
be.  Some were skinny, some were fat, some were uncircumcised, and some
were cut.  He flipped through page after page comparing dicks.  Mostly he
compared them to his own.  After looking at most of them he was proud to
see he was bigger than most.

Aaron heard the front door bang open and knew Cory had arrived.  He was
rarely subtle when he opened the front door.  Aaron closed out his browser
and went to meet him on the stairs.  Cory was wearing some tan cargo shorts
and a short-sleeved button down shirt.  His short ankle socks just showed
above the edge of his sneakers.  He had also put some gel in his hair and
was wearing a white beaded necklace he had bought at the beach last summer.
Aaron thought he looked really cute.

Cory also thought Aaron looked good.  He had on an open oxford shirt with a
yellow t-shirt underneath.  His jeans were baggy and well worn.  He didn't
wear sneakers.  Rather he had on a pair of brown Doc Martins.  He completed
his outfit with a pair of sunglasses, presently perched atop his head.
Both boys looked good.

"Yo" said Cory.

"You ready?" asked Aaron.

"Whenever you are," responded his friend.  Aaron went to find his dad.  He
was still in the bathroom brushing his teeth.

"Give me 5 more minutes guys.  Then we can leave," his dad managed to say
with a mouthful of toothpaste.  Both boys went back to Aaron's room to pick
out some CD's for the drive into the city.

Aaron plopped down on the floor on his hands and knees to get a better look
at his collection.  "What do you want?" he asked/

"Whatever you want,' Cory said.  He didn't really care at the moment.  He
was too captivated by his friend's ass.  Cory moved his hand to the small
of Aaron's back and slid it downward towards his cute butt.  Aaron turned
around to look at his friend.

"My, someone's a little frisky this morning," he commented.

"Well someone left his friend a little unfulfilled this morning," Cory
pointed out.

"And what do you want to do about it," asked Aaron, his voice now lower,
quieter.  Cory responded by moving his hand around his friend's body to his
chest, rubbing gently.  Aaron closed his eyes as he felt Cory circle his
nipples with his thumb.

"I love it when you do that," Aaron groaned.  Aaron sat up, turned around
and sat on his heels facing his friend.  They looked at each other for a
moment, then leaned in and kissed each other quietly.  There was no
urgency, just bliss.  Each enjoyed the feel of the other's tongue as they
tasted each other's mouths.  Hands found other body parts to caress as
their tongues frolicked harmoniously.  The rest of the world faded from
their minds until they heard Aaron's dad hollering up the stairs.

"Come on guys!"  He yelled.  "If you want to come, I'm leaving now."

The boys separated and smiled at each other.  Cory leaned in and gave Aaron
a quick kiss on the lips.

"We'll finish this later," he whispered, a smile spreading across his face.
Aaron reached behind him, grabbed a few CD's and raced down the stairs
after his friend to meet his dad.

Meeting him in the garage they all piled into the car, the boys in the
back.
  They popped in a CD and jammed for the hour it took to get into the city
and find a parking spot.  Aaron's dad gave them each $20 and told them to
meet him back here at 5 pm.  They promised not to be late and headed off
towards the mall.  It was a fairly warm day and both were glad to be hit
with the wall of air-conditioned air as they crossed the threshold into the
mall.

This mall was huge.  Four floors tall and almost a half-mile long, there
was more than enough to keep the boys occupied for an afternoon.  They
decided to start their day with a trip to the arcade, Aaron again
challenging Cory to a game of House of the Undead.  It was their favorite
games because it had all the things a 12 year old found cool; guns, zombies
and the opportunity to race through a haunted house.  They both knew they'd
spend an hour playing that before moving on to something else,

"Dude, your dad's so cool for giving us money to come here.  My parents
would have only told me to look at things."  Cory remarked.

"Well, don't worry," said Aaron.  "We have to do that too.  Remember, we
leave for camp in a week so we have to go pick out the stuff we're gonna
need."

"That's right!" exclaimed Cory.  "They just put in that new camping store.
I've wanted to go there since it opened."

"Well, now's your chance, Daniel Boone," said Aaron as he punched his
friend on the arm.  "But first, we head to the arcade."

"Right you are!"

Aaron and Cory hopped on the nearest escalator and began making their way
to the top floor.  Like every other mall in the world, the arcade was
hidden in the farthest corner of the mall, away from the rest of the
"civilized" shoppers.  As they walked down the middle of the mall they
noticed 2 old people in front of them sitting on a bench.  Aaron noticed
they would make faces and then talk quietly between themselves each time
they saw a couple holding hands or kids walking by in groups.

"Dude, look at them.  I swear they come here just to see who's going to
hell."

"Well, let's have some fun then," said Cory.  Aaron turned to look at his
friend, a bit confused.  Cory had a wicked grin on his face, one Aaron had
never seen before.  Aaron knew he had something in mind and was far too
curious to say anything to the contrary.

"Just follow my lead," Cory whispered.  With that he grabbed Aaron's hand
and began to walk towards the old couple.  Aaron still didn't know what was
going on, but he walked with Cory anyway.  Cory started swinging their
clasped hands and looked at Aaron with big doe eyes, his head cocked to one
side and a goofy smirk plastered across his face.  They stopped directly in
front of the old couple and Cory turned to face Aaron grasping both of his
hands.

"You know what, babe?" asked Cory.

"What's that, honey," replied Aaron, finally knowing where this was going.

"You're just too cute!" said Cory as he leaned in and gave Aaron a quick
peck on the cheek.  Cory turned to the old couple and said "Am I right, or
am I right?"  Smiling, Cory grabbed Aaron's hand and continued down the
mall, ducking into the closest store.

Peering around the corner, both boys couldn't contain their laughter.  The
old couple looked like they were going to have heart attacks right there on
the bench.  The old woman tried to speak but couldn't seem to find the
words.  Aaron and Cory stepped deeper into the store and started laughing
their asses off.

"Did you see the look on their faces?"

"They'll never come back here again!"

Finally getting control over themselves, the boys looked around and
realized they were in a large bookstore.  Momentarily forgetting their
mission to the arcade they began wandering around looking at thousands of
selections the store offered.  Finding themselves in the photography
section Cory pulled out a book on Black and White picture taking.  He
flipped through the book but stopped when he reached the section on nudes.

"Dude, check this out," he whispered to Aaron.  Aaron slipped his book back
onto the shelf and looked over Cory's shoulder at the pictures.  There
weren't too many, but they showed several nude models, both male and
female, in some provocative poses.

"Wow.  I'd love to be the guy taking those," said Cory.

"I'd love to be the guy in those," said Aaron.

"Really?" said Cory inquisitively.  "You're braver than me."

Aaron just smiled.  They finished looking at the pictures and then slipped
the book back onto the shelf.

"Follow me," said Aaron.  He led Cory deeper into the store until they
found the "sexuality" section.  Aaron ran his fingers along the spines of
the books, looking for something specific.

"Here we go," he whispered.  Looking around to make certain they were
alone, Aaron pulled out the book and motioned Cory closer.  Without words
he showed it to Cory, whose eyes grew wide with excitement.  It was a
manual on sex.

Quickly opening it they soon saw that it was mostly text with few pictures.
While disappointed they wouldn't be seeing much they quickly scanned the
table of contents looking for something interesting.  Cory was intrigued by
chapter 7: "Oral Pleasures".  He took the book from Aaron's hands and
opened to the appropriate page.

Neither boy could believe what he was reading.  Both had spent a lot of
time fantasizing about sex and what he could do with the other, but never
had they even considered sucking on each other.  It was an idea that both
fascinated and scared them

"You may find this one a bit more helpful," said a voice from behind them.

Both boys froze.  Slowly they turned around to see a clerk standing in the
aisle, holding a paperback book out to them.  Aaron couldn't move a muscle.
All Cory could do was close the book in his hands.

"It's ok guys," the clerk said.  "It won't bite."  The clerk was young,
about 18.  He was tall and lean; looking much like Cory might in a few
years.  He had a knowing smile as he held out the book for the two boys.
Aaron reached for the book and took it from him.

"Thanks," was all he could say.

"No prob, kid," said the clerk.  "And if you guys need anything else, just
come and find me.  I'm a little more knowledgeable and a lot more
understanding than the other people around here, if you know what I mean."
He winked at the two youths and then walked back to the front of the store.
Aaron turned to Cory and mouthed the word "wow".

Opening the book the boys were pleasantly surprised to see that, not only
was it another manual on sex, it was almost all pictures.  Aaron quickly
searched the table of contents for the oral sex part and was quite pleased
when it showed them exactly what it was supposed to look like.  Both were
very interested.

By this point both Aaron and Cory were at full erection and were having a
hard time keeping their hands away from their crotches.

"Dude, I don't know how much longer I can keep looking at this stuff,"
whispered Aaron.

"I know," said Cory.  "I gotta stop too."  They quickly shoved the book
back onto the shelf and walked to the exit of the store.  As they were
leaving the clerk who had given them the book smiled and waved at them.
Both waved timidly back and then raced out into the main part of the mall.
They made a dash for the food court and found a table near the far wall,
well away from most mall patrons.

"That was easily one of the coolest things I have ever seen," said Cory, a
grin now spreading across his entire face.

"You have no idea," responded Aaron, his grin just as wide.

The boys decided to skip the arcade and instead bought sodas and headed
towards the huge new sports and camping store.  Walking into the store was
like walking into a giant sensory overload.  There was sports equipment to
the right and camping equipment to the left.  They started on the left,
looking first at the sleeping bags.  Both had almost new bags from just the
year before but they liked to check out the new stuff and dream of what
they would buy if they had the money.

They spent the next hour or so wandering around the store commenting on
cool equipment they saw and wishing they could buy this gadget or that
tool.  Eventually they found their way to the tent section.  This was
something neither boy had and both wanted.  This store was big enough that
it had floor models set up for many of tents they offered.  Aaron and Cory
loved to crawl inside each one and lay down, envisioning their gear strewn
around the inside, the tent perched on some remote mountain cliff.  Then,
they found it.

It was beautiful.  While large, it weighed next to nothing.  It had three
poles that formed a kind of elongated oval covered by a tarp that ran all
the way to the ground.  It had side pockets and a built in gear loft.  Its
soft sky blue color was accented with bright yellow highlights.  It was big
enough for both boys and all of their gear.  They had to have this tent.

A better part of an hour was spent oohing and ahhing over it, both boys
planning grand journeys and impressive voyages.  With a tent of this scale
one could only have such fantastic adventures.  Looking down at his watch
Aaron was surprised at the time.

"Holy shit!" he almost yelled.  "It's after 5!"

"Shit!"  said Cory.  Both boys ran from the store and bolted down the mall.
They raced into the parking lot and found Aaron's dad leaning against his
car, arms folded across his chest.

"Having fun boys?"  Aaron's dad asked, sounding slightly less than pleased.

"Sorry dad," said Aaron.  "We didn't mean to be late, honest!  But we found
this wicked cool tent and you just have to come see it.  Come on, please?"

Both boys excitedly started telling him about the tent and all of its
features at the same time.  Aaron's dad smiled at the two kids who were
obviously worked up about this and decided to indulge them this one time.

"Ok, boys," he said.  "I'll bite.  Come show me this tent of yours."  With
that Aaron grabbed his dad's hand and practically dragged him into the
mall, taking him directly into the camping store to the tent.

Both boys started talking at the same time.  They talked about its
features, how cool it was, how badly they needed it, why they needed it,
and that they'd do almost anything for it.  Aaron's dad just smiled and
nodded throughout their banter.  He stroked his chin thoughtfully and
seemed to be admiring the tent as well.  A clerk had come over and, sensing
an impending sale, also spoke to his dad about the quality of the tent and
how good his son's taste was.  Feigning defeat, Aaron's dad relented and
told the clerk to ring it up.  They'd take it.

"Yes!  You're the best dad!"

"Yeah, totally the coolest!"

Neither boy could contain himself.  They whooped and hollered and made a
scene as they ran to the checkout counter and watched Aaron's dad pay for
their new toy.  They practically dragged him back to the car and begged him
to drive faster.  They already knew that they would be setting it up as
soon as they got home.  The only question was where.  Cory called his
parents before he got home and they agreed to let him spend the night at
Aaron's house.  Thus, it was decided.  It would be set up in Aaron's back
yard.  They could hardly wait.

The car had barely stopped moving when Aaron and Cory dashed out of the
vehicle and raced into the back yard.  However, after picking a spot to set
it up, they moved with extreme care.  They gently opened the box and placed
all of the contents neatly on the ground.  They then thoroughly read the
directions about setting it up before actually attempting it.  In less than
a half hour they had carefully set up their new tent and stood back,
admiring their handiwork.

"This is fucking awesome," said Aaron.

"Yeah," said Cory.  "Totally."

"Ok, you go home and grab your stuff.  I'll get mine and then we can set up
the inside," Aaron instructed.  In a shot Cory was off.  Aaron bolted
inside and started rounding up his necessary equipment for their first
night under the stars.  He pulled his sleeping bag and camp mattress out
from the depths of his closet and his pillow off his bed.  He also through
some important items in his backpack, such as his diskman, his battery
powered alarm clock and his Game boy.

After gathering what he thought he needed, Aaron decided to change his
clothes before going back outside.  He pulled off his shirts and jeans and
pulled on a clean t-shirt and was about to pull on some soccer shorts, when
he hesitated.  Before pulling them on, he shed his boxers, giving himself a
slight thrill.  He gathered up his camping equipment and headed down to the
tent.

Cory was already there.  He too had changed into a similar outfit as Aaron
except he was barefoot.  He had his sleeping bag and pillow under his arm
and a grin across his face.

"Come on," urged Cory.  "Let's set this up".

Both boys climbed inside and started blowing up their camp mattresses.
This took a few minutes and both were slightly out of breath when they were
done.
  After finishing, they both decided to lie down before finishing their
preparations.

"Hey, how about instead of both of us sleeping in our own sleeping bags, we
open up yours and put it on the bottom and then open up mine and use it
like a blanket?"  Cory offered.

"Sweet," said Aaron sitting up and looking at his friend.  "It'll be just
like sleeping on your couch."

"I hope so," whispered Cory.  Aaron didn't hear him say it, but he was
thinking the same thing.  The two friends were almost finished setting up
the inside of the tent when Aaron's dad called them for dinner.  All three
pigged out on baked potatoes and grilled chicken with chocolate cake for
dessert.  After the meal Aaron's dad shooed them outside and told them he'd
see them in the morning.  Before running back to the tent Aaron and Cory
ran into the kitchen and gathered some necessary provisions, such as
Doritos, Coke and some Fudge Stripes, and ran back to the tent in the now
semi-darkness.

Crawling inside they zipped up the tent and plopped themselves down on
their makeshift bed.  They marveled again about how cool this new tent was.
Aaron cracked open a few Cokes and handed one to Cory.

Aaron raised his can in the air and said "To our new fortress!"

"The fortress of solitude!" answered Cory, clinking his can to Aaron's.
They both took deep swigs of their soda and then tried to out-belch the
other.  Neither was sure who won as the game devolved into a fit of
giggles.  Finishing his drink, Aaron put his can in one of the many tent
pockets and looked at Cory.

"So, what do you want to do?" he asked.

"Well, I was kinda hoping we could finish what you started earlier this
morning," said Cory, somewhat quietly.

Aaron smiled and looked at Cory.  "I thought you'd never ask."

With that, Aaron leaned towards Cory and kissed his softly on the lips.
Cory responded by placing his hand on the back of Aaron's head and drawing
him closer.  Aaron pushed his tongue into Cory's mouth and enjoyed the
slippery feeling of the two tongues gently caressing each other.

Cory softly ran his fingers through Aaron's hair and moaned as he enjoyed
the sensations from and feel of his young friend.  Already his member had
begun to grow and he was glad he had changed into less restrictive
clothing.  Breaking their kiss, Cory sat back from Aaron and began pulling
his shirt off.

"Wait," said Aaron.  "Let me do it."

Aaron slid forward until he was inches from Cory.  He reached down and
grabbed Cory's shirt, pulling it up revealing his stomach.  Cory raised his
arms and Aaron slowly pulled the shirt over his head.  Tossing it aside,
the two boys looked at each other.  Aaron smiled and gently pushed Cory
back until he was lying down.  Leaning over him, Aaron slowly started
enjoying the feel of his friend's chest.  He traced random patterns around
his nipple, across his stomach and through the curve of his armpit.  Aaron
made his way lower until he grasped the waist of Cory's shorts.  Their eyes
locked and Cory slowly nodded once.  It was all the encouragement Aaron
needed.

As Aaron pulled, Cory lifted his butt off the tent floor, aiding the
journey of his shorts.  Slipping them off Cory's feet, Aaron tossed them
into the same corner as his shirt.  Lying there in just his boxers, Cory
was beautiful.  Aaron was struck by the way the fading daylight and growing
shadows helped accent his young body, creating contrasts that enhanced his
form.  Glancing down to the area of his ultimate goal, Aaron couldn't help
but chuckle.  While Cory still was not naked, his erect penis stood
straight up from his body through the fly of his boxers, leaving nothing to
the imagination.  Reaching over, Aaron grasped the rod in his hand and
slowly jerked it a few times.  Cory closed his eyes and moaned softly.
Aaron let go, grasped Cory's boxers and then added them top the growing
pile of clothes in the corner.

Cory smiled up at Aaron.  He sat up and inched closer to his friend.

"Now me," he said, grasping the bottom of Aaron's shirt.  Aaron only
grinned as he raised his arms so Cory could remove the shirt.  After he had
tossed Aaron's shirt in the corner, Cory wasted no time in attacking his
shorts.  He grasped them and tugged, pulling them off the young blond boy's
hips.  Aaron stood up partially and kicked his shorts into the corner.
Seeing that his friend had on no underwear made Cory grin.  Kneeling back
down, Aaron placed a hand on Cory's shoulder, pulling him close.  They
wrapped their arms around each other and began to kiss passionately again.

After a few minutes of kissing, Cory decided to take the lead.  Without
breaking contact, he pushed Aaron onto the sleeping bag so he was lying on
top of him.  He began grinding their two penises together, reenacting their
first encounter.  It was something they had not done since that first
night, and was something that Cory greatly missed.

Cory could tell Aaron was responding to his gyrations because his penis had
swelled to an almost unthinkable hardness.  Aaron's soft moans escaped from
between their lips and his hands roamed freely across his young lover's
back.

Deciding to move on, Cory started moving his kisses down to his friend's
neck.  He sensuously licked Aaron's earlobe and then tugged at it gently
with his teeth, eliciting a playful purr from the boy below.  Cory
continued kissing his way south, stopping briefly at Aaron's armpits,
tickling him slightly.  Cory let his lips roll across Aaron's muscular
abdomen where he slowly swirled his tongue around the small inside of his
friend's belly button.  Aaron giggled at this too, but he was fascinated by
how the simplest of body parts could produce such wondrous and exotic
feelings in the pit of his stomach.  Whatever Cory was doing, Aaron knew he
was hooked for life.

With his head lying on Aaron's stomach, Cory paused for a moment to observe
his ultimate objective.  Aaron's penis was hard, it's foreskin pulled down
exposing the head.  Cory was close enough that it's 12-year-old musk wafted
to his nostrils, causing him to close his eyes and imprint the scent
permanently on his memory.  Cory thought it a mix between Ivory soap and
day old gym socks.  He loved it.

Reaching down, Cory tenderly took the smooth shaft in his hand.  He fondled
it gently, as if too harsh a touch would shatter it.  He marveled in its
smooth yet hard feel.  He could feel its heat radiating through his fingers
as he played.

Without much conscious though, Cory bent his friend's penis towards him,
stuck out his tongue and gently licked the tip.  Aaron gasped in surprise.
His eyes had been closed as he enjoyed the attention Cory was giving him
and he hadn't expected that at all.  Cory was surprised by the taste.  He
had expected to find some residue of piss, but all he could taste was the
slightly sweaty flesh of his friend.

Shifting closer, he again licked the head, this time continuing down the
shaft to its hairless base.  He could tell Aaron's breathing had increased
in pace and this only encouraged Cory to go on.  Sliding down a bit, Cory
again ran his tongue along the penis before him, but this time along the
underside of the shaft, from the base to the tip.  It was when his tongue
flicked over Aaron's glans that fireworks went off in the young boys head.

"Oh, god," moaned Aaron.

"What?" asked Cory, almost nervous.

"Whatever you did," Aaron whispered "do it again."

Cory smiled.  He needed no other invitation.  Leaning down again he
engulfed Aaron's 5 slim inches, sucking slowly as he did.  Aaron moaned in
ecstasy.  Licking all around the head, Cory started bobbing up and down on
his friend's prick providing gentle suction all the while.  This being his
first attempt at oral sex, he was far from perfect, scraping his teeth
along Aaron's skin a few times.  Cory's only experience thus far with
blowjobs had been what he had read and seen in the bookstore that
afternoon, but he was surprised at how quickly and naturally he learned
this new craft.

Aaron, for his part, was worlds away.  He had been thinking about this ever
since they had been in the bookstore earlier that day, but he had never, in
his wildest imagination, thought it could feel like this.  This was easily
the most intense feeling ever to invade his young body.  He instinctively
started pumping his hips into Cory's mouth, quickly establishing a rhythm
with his friend.  Aaron's penis was now slick with Cory's saliva and it
glided effortlessly in and out of his mouth.  Aaron moaned and thrashed in
pleasure.

Cory knew Aaron was getting close.  He could feel his friend's penis
growing inside him as his thrusts became quicker and more erratic.  With
one final grunt Aaron thrust his prick deep into Cory's and was overcome
with orgasm.  Aaron stopped breathing as Cory felt his penis twitching in
his mouth.  He lightly licked the underside of Aaron's head to help
increase his pleasure.

Aaron slowly came down from his euphoria, panting loudly.  Letting the
penis slip from his mouth, Cory slid up so he could look at his friend.
Aaron felt sleep threatening to overtake him, but he managed to open his
eyes and, looking up, his gaze met Cory's.  As the two boys smiled at each
other, Cory combed his fingers through Aaron's hair..  Leaning down he
kissed Aaron's forehead tenderly.  Pulling him close, Aaron wrapped his
arms around his friend and closed his eyes.  Cory grasped Aaron's hand and
intertwined heir fingers, not wanting to ever let go.

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I hope part 4 lived up to your hopes and expectations.  I'm sorry for the
long delay between chapters, but I figure if J.K. Rowling can go 3 years
between books, I'm not doing so badly with just a few weeks.  There are a
few more chapters left to write in this series.  The boys are going to camp
soon, and there's no telling what they'll get into.  (perhaps each other!)
As always, please feel free to e-mail me with comments and criticisms.  I
look forward to hearing from each of you.

The Nar
The_nar525@hotmail.com