Date: Sun, 18 Dec 2011 12:35:40 -0800 (PST) From: Jon D Subject: After the Kiss - 10 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and as such is a product of my imagination, not real life. It will include descriptions of sexual situations between young friends, but no real boy's were involved. If material of this kind offends you or you are not age eighteen or older, then please stop reading Nifty and find some other site. All others please enjoy! You are welcome to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com After the Kiss Chapter 10 Hunter glanced over at the smug and somewhat pleased look on Devon's face as they rode the elevator back up to the condo. "It wasn't that big of a deal," Hunter teased. Devon broke into a smile. "So you swallowed some cum," Hunter went on, "it's not like you just won a new bike or anything!" A chime sounded. The elevator had reached the floor and the door opened. Devon was the first out, Hunter just a step behind. Devon looked back. "But you have to admit, it felt pretty good though, didn't it?" Hunter could tell his face was getting red. "The only problem is that it leaves a weird taste in your mouth," Devon made a face. "You'll get used to it," Hunter chuckled. "I think I'll get a soda," Devon said as Hunter opened the door and the boys entered the condo. "Did you have a good time on the beach?" Mrs. Thompson called from her spot watching television. "Yeah," Hunter laughed, "A really good time!" * * * * The following morning, with just four days left on their vacation, the boys were up early and eager to get started. Hunter managed to talk his folks into another Jet Ski rental so that filled the time until lunch. But he couldn't get them to agree to another ride on the party boat, so that left the afternoon wide open. "Well, at least you tried," Devon sighed as the guys sat in the shade of a large beach umbrella after several hours playing in the surf. Hunter gave Devon a devilish look. "But it sure would have been fun drinking more of that punch!" Both guys laughed. "Well, then again, maybe not. I don't know if I'd want another headache and end up puking in the sink." Hunter dug both feet into the sand and wiggled his toes. "I wonder what Jordon's doing right about now." "What difference does it make?" Devon shrugged. "Well, we're here having a good time and he's back home probably working. It doesn't seem fair." "It was his choice," Devon reminded Hunter. Yeah, but still.." Hunter grew silent. "Sounds like you miss him. Why don't you give him a call?" Hunter thought a moment. "Yeah, you're right. I do kind of miss him." With his dad's permission to make the call, the boys scrambled off the beach and back upstairs. Hunter picked up the phone from the kitchen and the boys settled into the sofa in the living room. It was very casual and comfortable. "It's ringing," Hunter whispered. "Did you try home? Or work?" "Home, I think it might be his day off." "Cool," Devon pulled his legs up close to his butt, his sneakers firmly planted on the fabric of the couch. Hunter gave him a stern look. Devon rolled his eyes as if to say, "All right, all right!" and took off his shoes. This time he sat cross-legged and picked some lint out from between the little toe on his right foot and the toe next to it. "Hello?" Jordon answered after about the sixth ring. "Hey," Hunter giggled. "How's my little bro?" "Great, how about you?" "Good, but you kind of caught me at a bad time." "Why?" Hunter asked. "Well, Ana's visiting." "Oh, that's excellent, let me talk to her," Hunter gushed. "Well she's kind of busy right now." "Awe, come on, let me say hi!" Hunter begged. Hunter heard something like a soft grunt and a couple of ragged breaths. It almost sounded as if Jordon was riding a bike or something. "Please?" Hunter begged again. "Okay, I guess," Jordon said hurriedly. "But make it quick, Ana's really busy." "Okay, I promise." "Hi, Hunter," Ana said brightly. "Hi, Anna, you and Jordon should be here. We've been doing tons of fun stuff." "Wow, that sounds nice," Ana said, but she seemed distracted. "You can tell me all about it when you get home." This time her voice sounded strained. "Are you okay?" Hunter asked, somewhat worried. "Yeah, fine. But, I got to go now, okay?" Hunter didn't have time to answer before he heard a clatter and then a clunk. It sounded like the phone had been put on a table and then had fallen to the floor. As he waited for Jordon to pick it up and come back on the line, Hunter heard a soft rhythmic squeak. Hunter motioned for Devon to come closer. He held the phone so Devon could listen in. "What's that?" Hunter whispered. Devon shrugged, "Sounds like when I jump on the bed." Just at that moment the boys heard Ana whimper softly, "Do it harder!" There was more squeaking followed by the sound of heavy breathing. Devon started to giggle. Hunter was a second slower to catch on to what was going on. "They're fucking!" Devon laughed, quickly covering his mouth trying to be quiet. Hunter was stunned. He knew Jordon and Ana were spending a lot of time together, but he didn't expect this. The squeaks, grunts, and heavy breathing continued. There was another whimper from Ana and then a soft but urgent, "Now, roll over," from Jordon. That's what finally did it. Hunter had heard more than enough. "Ah, okay, well have a good time!" Hunter stuttered and hung up. "Have a good time?" Devon started to laugh and couldn't seem to stop. Seconds later he reached for his crotch. "Oh God, I think I'm gonna pee," he giggled. "Well what was I supposed to say?" Hunter felt a little put out. "I don't know, how about, "Hey Ana, how do you like my brother's dick?" This time Devon laughed so hard he practically rolled off the couch. * * * * Hunter squirmed in his chair and looked over at Devon to see how he was taking things. Late that afternoon Hunter's folks had told the boys to clean up and put on long pants and nice shirts. Hunter decided to wear kaki slacks and a dark blue polo shirt. Devon had opted for jeans and a shirt he'd borrowed from Hunter. What was making Hunter uncomfortable was his dad's choice of restaurant. The place had a spectacular view of the ocean, was very well appointed, and dark. Well, the candles on the table helped, but Hunter felt like he was intruding on one of his parent's romantic evenings. "Oh no," Hunter thought as his dad took his mother's hand, leaned close, and gave her a soft and gentle kiss. Hunter slid lower in his seat. He knew, really knew, he couldn't be more embarrassed than he was right now. Devon looked equally uncomfortable. Hunter tried to make some small talk with Devon as dinner went along, but he didn't dare raise his voice above a whisper. The whole place was filled with couples, and he and Devon were the only kids. "They barely know we're here," Devon whispered in Hunter's ear with a glance at Mr. and Mrs. Thompson. "Maybe we should ask to be excused," Hunter whispered back. Devon didn't seem sure. "We'll have coffee," Mr. Thompson told the server with a tender look at his wife. The word "coffee" dashed Hunter's hope that the meal was nearly over. "And Flan," Mrs. Thompson added. Hunter's ears perked up. "Boys, would you like some dessert?" Both guys nodded. "Flan for the boys as well." Hunter saw that Devon didn't have a clue about what had just been ordered. "Don't worry, you'll like it," Hunter grinned. When the server returned he placed a small plate of crème custard in front of each boy. Hunter reached for the desert fork among several that were at his place and he noticed Devon followed his lead. Hunter's first bite was out of this world. The custard was warm and nearly melted in his mouth. The caramel topping was so perfect, Hunter let it linger on his tongue before swallowing. "Excellent," he said to himself and gave his mother an appreciative glance. His mother gave him a wink. "I can see it's still one of your favorites," she said softly and smiled. Devon was digging in and wasn't wasting any time appreciating the finer points of the dessert. "Slow down!" Hunter whispered firmly. "But I love this stuff," Devon grinned. Hunter was glad his dad was in a good mood, because when both boys begged for seconds, he didn't object. * * * * Hunter flopped down on his bed and put both hands on his stomach. "I'm stuffed," he groaned. "Me, too," Devon said, loosening the top button on his jeans. It was quiet for a couple of minutes. Devon rolled onto his side. Hunter did the same. They looked at one another separated by about four feet. Devon propped his head up with his hand, his elbow pushing into the mattress. "You know your dad's gonna get some tonight." Devon giggled. "Shut up," Hunter said playfully. Devon snickered, "After spending all that money at the restaurant and everything? He's definitely going to get some." "Can we change the subject?" Devon's eyes twinkled. "So, let's see. Jordon was getting some, your dad's getting some, how about us?" Hunter looked down with just a hint of shyness. "You know we can't sleep in the same bed. Mom will know for sure. She's really watching us." "Don't remind me, I kind of missed you last night." "You did?" Hunter asked hopefully. "Well, you know." "Yeah, I missed you too. I mean, I like when we sleep together; not just 'cause of the sexy stuff, but also 'cause it feels nice being next to you." Hunter whispered. "So how about this? Come over here and play, and then you can go back to your bed and sleep." "Are you trying to be a bad boy again?" Hunter smiled playfully. Devon returned the smile and made a show of pulling his zipper down. Hunter got up, locked the bedroom door, and turned off the lights. The moonlight coming through the balcony door was just enough that he could find his way back to Devon. He crawled onto the bed. Devon rolled onto his back and Hunter crawled on top of him. Devon wrapped his arms around Hunter and they looked at one another for a moment. "This feels nice," he said softly. Hunter rested his head against Devon's shoulder. He thought it felt nice, too. Devon tenderly ran his fingers through Hunter's hair, pausing once and a while to gently touch his neck or his ear. They lay like that for several long minutes. Hunter raised his head and scooted up a touch higher. Moving closer, it was clear what he wanted. Devon leaned in and their lips met. The first kiss was child-like and innocent, much like you'd expect from a couple of thirteen year olds. The next kiss however was more purposeful. Hunter felt Devon's tongue brush against his teeth and happily opened his mouth a little wider. Devon, always the bolder of the two, pushed deeper. Hunter could feel his friend's tongue exploring, reaching, penetrating. Hunter opened his further to give him more room. The kiss went on and on and on. Hunter took his turn when Devon paused. Hunter used his tongue much as a blind person might use their hands. He wanted to learn. He found he loved the feel of Devon's smooth white teeth and the inviting warmth of his mouth. Once during a deep tongue thrust, Hunter felt Devon suck. He pulled back, but then let his tongue be drawn deep into his friend's mouth. Moments later, he did the same thing to him. After a pleasantly long time, the kiss ended with Devon giving Hunter a squeeze. "That was REALLY nice," Devon whispered, his voice hinted that he was smiling. Hunter snuggled up tighter. They lay like that for another few minutes. "I think it's about time you take off your clothes," Devon said with mischief in his voice. "Just me?" "No silly, both of us." Devon chuckled. "Okay, but only if you promise to not leave your underwear under the bed where my mom will see them," Hunter joked. "Promise," Devon said sweetly. It wasn't long and the boys were naked. "Come here, you," Devon giggled and made room for Hunter next to him. Hunter happily got onto the bed and slid close. He loved being naked, especially with Devon. Seconds later he felt Devon's hand wrap around his dick. "I like the feel of your cock as it gets hard," Devon chuckled and gave Hunter a very slow tug. Hunter reached for Devon. He smiled when he found that Devon was hard already. "You must be really horny," he joked. "No, it just likes you," Devon giggled. The guys kissed a bit more, stroked, and felt each other up. Hunter was enjoying Devon's silky soft skin, the light tuft of hair around his dick, and his really cute belly button. Devon seemed to be enjoying himself as well. "Hmmm, your butt feels really nice," Devon's hand was roaming back and forth but mostly it was on Hunter's rear end. Hunter felt it pause just before Devon playfully slipped a finger in between Hunter's cheeks and slid it up and down the groove. He did it several times, grinning each time that he made Hunter giggle. Devon seemed to like this game. Hunter eased back so he could see Devon's face. It was enough that Devon lost his grip on Hunter's rear end. "Do you think I've got a fat butt?" "What do you mean?" Devon chuckled softly. "Well when I look at Jordon, or you, or some of the other guys, they've got, like, little butts. Mine looks fatter." "You're just a little bigger. Don't worry about it." Devon answered softly. "Mom says its baby fat." "Doesn't matter, I like you just the way you are," Devon said tenderly. "When we get home, I think I'm going to ask Jordon to help me, like, work out or something." Hunter was still trying to figure out all the details. Devon ran a hand through Hunter's hair. "Maybe we can do some extra swimming, that might make a difference." Hunter relaxed. He liked the idea that Devon was willing to help. Once again it was quiet. Hunter still had his hand on Devon's cock. He gave it a few gentle strokes. The thing jerked. He looked deep into Devon's eyes, "Want me to suck it?" he asked softly. Devon smiled and then nodded. "Want to try both at the same time?" Hunter grinned. "Yeah, sounds fun. How should we do it?" Devon lifted up. "Turn around." Hunter scooted around until he was facing Devon's feet. They were still on their sides. Seconds later he felt his dick surrounded by Devon's soft lips. Hunter didn't need any further invitation, he pulled Devon's cock down and took him into his mouth. Both boys made adjustments so that they were comfortable. Hunter found he was getting used to Devon's moves. After the second or third blow job he was catching on to what Devon liked. As Devon pushed in, he liked it when Hunter relaxed his mouth and let the head go down his throat a bit. When he pulled back, Hunter sucked. Hunter stroked the shaft with an easy motion. As Hunter concentrated on Devon, his own dick was getting a work out as well. The head of Hunter's cock grew more sensitive the longer Devon sucked on it. The wonderful feeling of having a cock in his mouth and his in somebody else's was incredible. Soft noises were coming from both boys, but they were muffled and indistinct. With a penis deep in his throat, Hunter could do very little other than take a breath, swallow some spit, and take the thing again. Hunter felt Devon playing with his nuts, and then he moved to the space between his dick and his ass. He decided he liked the feel of it. It wasn't long and Devon's finger was inching toward Hunter's butt hole. Hunter moved his leg to give Devon more room. He hoped that by doing that, Devon would go ahead and do more. Hunter wasn't disappointed; happily Devon was soon spending more time around the tight little pucker. The feelings were building and Hunter lifted his mouth off Devon's dick. He spread his legs wider and moaned. Devon meanwhile, continued to suck and increased his play with Hunter's rear end. Hunter squirmed and thrust forward as Devon tickled his ass ring. Hunter couldn't help himself; he pushed his crotch against Devon's face, forcing Devon to roll onto his back. Hunter now had a leg on either side of Devon's head. With Hunter on top he could now thrust downward, and he did so with energy. Devon seemed to take it in stride. With his cock pumping in and out of Devon's mouth, Hunter once again lowered his head between Devon's legs and started to lick. First he wiped his tongue along Devon's cock, then his sack, and then he went after the sides of his legs. Hunter couldn't seem to stop himself, he licked everything. As he was busy at that end, Devon was busy at the other. He seemed determined to get his finger into Hunter's ass. Each time he got close, Hunter grunted and made several quick little thrusts. As Devon's finger probed him back there, Hunter pulled Devon's legs further apart and continued his tongue job. He bent his head lower, pulled up the boy's sac, and licked the spot just under Devon's balls. That brought a soft moan from his friend. Encouraged, Hunter tried to reach even further. But he found he couldn't quite do it. He had hoped to get to the tight slit deep between Devon's cheeks. He wanted to see what it would be like to lick him there. Deciding he had to settle for something less, Hunter inhaled. With several deep breaths he took in the smell of the boy that was giving him such pleasure. Hunter felt the moment was coming closer. The musky smell of Devon's ass crack added to his growing arousal. He'd never felt this turned on before. "I think I'm gonna cum," Hunter groaned just seconds before his dick jerked. When it did, he couldn't help pushing his cock deeper into Devon's mouth. When Devon gagged he pulled back slightly, but spurt after spurt of cum was already being pumped out his pee slit. Hunter knew he was filling Devon's mouth with the stuff. Hunter shuddered, held his breath, and willed his body to hold onto the wonderful feelings that were now racing through him. It felt as if his cum was being pulled from him and sucked into the cavern of his friend's mouth. Devon's insistent finger had finally managed to get past the ring and was now inside. It wasn't in far, but Hunter squirmed on the thing, once again amazed at the incredible feeling he got when there was something up in there. The orgasm that had started with his dick now included his butt. "Oh, fuuuuck," Hunter groaned as he shot a little more. Devon must have turned his head, because at that moment, Hunter felt his cock slip out of the warmth of the boy's mouth and into the night air. He groaned in disappointment as the last of the stuff dribbled down onto the side of Devon's face. Devon took in a raspy breath and coughed. Hunter slowly came down from his high and realized what he'd just done. He hadn't intended it, it kind of just happened. "Are you okay?" he asked as he turned to look back. Devon coughed one more time and weakly nodded, "Yeah, I'm okay. But, fuck, you almost drowned me," he smiled. Hunter was relieved that Devon was okay. As Devon wiped the cum off his cheek with the back of hand, Hunter carefully maneuvered around until he was able to once again crawl on top of Devon. They shared a tender kiss. "Thanks," Hunter whispered, "that was awesome." "You must have saved that one up for a week." Hunter rubbed his now wet dick against Devon's. Devon was still hard as a rock. "Nah, just since the last time we did this." Devon smiled, spread his legs wider, and Hunter settled in between them. After another kiss, Devon moved Hunter around until he was in just the right place. Hunter fund himself straddling Devon's crotch. "What are you doing?" Hunter laughed. "You'll see," Devon smiled. With a slow thrusting motion Devon gently pushed the head of his dick up and it naturally slid along Hunter's ass crack. Hunter tensed. "Relax, trust me," Devon whispered. Hunter placed his head against Devon's shoulder but he was still a little worried. Devon continued his slow thrusts but before long his hands were on both of Hunter's ass cheeks. Not long after, they were pulling them apart. That allowed the boy's cock to get dangerously close to things. "No," Hunter grunted in alarm. "Shhh," Devon reassured him. After a few more thrusts Hunter figured it out. Devon was using his ass crack, but had no intention of doing anything more. The feel of a cock rubbing up and down his ass was wonderful. Devon pushed the thing up, and once and a while used his hand to keep it tight in the channel. Hunter spread his legs to try and make it easier for him. Several times the head of Devon's cock nudged Hunter's butt hole. Once he paused and pushed against it a little, but Hunter moved just enough to discourage anything more. Devon groaned and gradually increased the speed of his thrusts. He grunted and his hips rose off the mattress as he pumped his thing between Hunter's cheeks again and again. "Oh, yeah, oh, yeah," Devon moaned. Hunter realized that once again he liked the feeling of Devon using him. As Devon held him tight and thrust against him, Hunter felt he was exactly where he was supposed to be, snuggled in the arms of a cute boy. After all that had gone on, Devon didn't last long. Soon he was racing to the finish. A final thrust, a curse, and then a fountain of cum. Hunter felt spurt after spurt of warm stuff shoot up and land deep in his crack. The stuff slid downward, but as Devon continued to thrust, he pushed some of it back up there. The slippery goop made Hunter's ass feel strange, but as Devon hugged him close and finished, Hunter decided he liked it. Not long after, Devon finally relaxed. Hunter felt Devon's cock against his cheeks for another minute and then it flopped off to the side, limp and tired. Devon slowly opened his eyes. "Wow, I loved that!" Hunter giggled. "Yeah, but you left my butt all messed up." Devon gave Hunter a sheepish look, "Yeah, well, sorry about that," he laughed. The two teens couldn't have been happier. "I guess we should clean up," Devon sighed. "Yeah, but remember, no undies under the bed." Hunter smiled. * * * * Thanks to Jon B. and Andrew for ideas for this chapter and for editorial help. Comments? Send to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com Thanks, Jon.