Date: Fri, 8 Feb 2019 12:52:45 -0500
From: Henry Stone <henrystone008@gmail.com>
Subject: Afterschool Friends

Afterschool Friends
by Henry Stone

e-mail: henrystone008@gmail.com

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Fourteen year old Mason Tanner was lying in his bed sleeping and
dreaming...

He was at school.  He looked down the hall and saw Hunter Gilson and
Hunter's friends.  Mason was one of the kids that they picked on.  He
didn't want them to see him, but they did.  They started walking down the
hall toward him.  What were they going to do to him?  Flick his ear with
their fingers?  Punch him in the arm?  Mess up his hair?  Lick their hands
and wipe it on his face?  They were getting closer.

Mason noticed that he was standing next to the boys gym locker room door.
He opened the door and went inside.  He felt safe there.  Hunter and his
friends wouldn't come in the locker room.  They weren't jocks.

Mason heard water running.  The locker room showers were on, and kids were
in there talking.  He walked over to the shower room and looked inside.
The kids on the baseball team were in there taking showers.  They were all
naked.  Mason noticed that they all had boners.

As each kid finished showering, they walked out toward Mason.  The first
one out was Brandon Dawson.  Mason handed Brandon a towel while staring at
his boner.  Brandon took the towel and said, "Thanks, Mason."  The next one
out was Matt Stevenson.  He gave Matt a towel.  Next was Tyler Hartman.
Tyler's hard cock was standing straight up in the air.  Mason stared at it
as he handed Tyler a towel...

Mason's alarm clock started buzzing, and he woke up from his dream.  He
remembered most of it as it started fading away.  Mason realized that he
had a morning boner.  His cock was hard inside his underwear.  He got out
of bed and started getting ready for school.

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Mason was one of the smallest kids in his 9th grade class.  He was only
5'0" tall and weighed 87 lbs.  His classmates thought of him as a quiet,
shy, nice, and cute kid who looked more like a 7th or 8th grader than a 9th
grader.  He was easy prey for Hunter and his friends.  When they picked on
him, he never fought back and pretty much just waited for them to get bored
and stop bothering him.  They never hurt him, except sometimes it hurt when
they punched him in the arm.  Mostly, they were just annoying.

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As usual, Mason was the first kid at the bus stop that morning.  He liked
to get there early because he didn't want to miss the school bus.  A few
minutes later, he saw Tyler walking toward the bus stop.  Seeing Tyler
reminded Mason of his dream.

Mason and Tyler never talked to each other at the bus stop.  They came from
different worlds.

Tyler was one of the jocks at school.  He played on the baseball and soccer
teams.  He was 5'8" and weighed 128 lbs.  Tyler was 14, the same age as
Mason.  But unlike Mason, he looked like a mature, 9th grade kid.

The bus arrived, and they lined up.  Mason always tried to get on the bus
right after Tyler.  He liked to stare at Tyler's butt as Tyler walked up
the bus steps.  Looking at it made him feel...  Well, he just thought it
was nice to look at.

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Later that day, Mason was at his locker getting a book out for his next
class.  His locker was right next to a water fountain.  Hunter approached
and took a drink of water from the fountain.

"Hi, Mason."

Mason didn't respond.  He knew what Hunter was going to do next.  This
wouldn't be the first time.  Hunter wet his fingers with water and flicked
the water at Mason's face.

"Hey, Mason.  It's raining.  You better get out your umbrella."

He flicked more water at Mason's face, and Mason tried to ignore him.

Tyler was walking down the hall and saw that Hunter Gilson was picking on
that Mason kid from his bus stop.

"Hey, Gilson.  Let him alone."

Hunter looked over to see who said that.  It was Tyler Hartman.  He was a
jock.  Hunter couldn't pick on jocks.

"I'm just fooling around.  Mason knows it's just a joke.  Right, Mason?"

Mason didn't say anything.  But Tyler did.

"Well, stop picking on him.  It's not cool.  OK?"

Hunter mumbled a response as he walked away.

"Whatever.  The wimp's not worth my time anyway."

Tyler continued walking down the hall to his class.

Mason's brain tried to process what just happened as he used the sleeve of
his shirt to wipe the water off his face.  No one ever stood up for him
like that before.

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After a long day, school finally ended.  Mason walked outside and found his
bus, which was parked in front of the school.  He stepped up the stairs and
walked down the aisle.  He saw that Tyler was already on the bus, sitting
in a seat and looking at his phone.  Mason never sat with Tyler on the bus,
but he felt a strong desire to be near him.  He gathered up his courage and
walked up to Tyler's seat.

"Hi, Tyler.  Can I sit here?"

"Yeah."

Tyler slid over toward the window and continued looking at his phone.
Mason wanted to say more, but he didn't want to bother Tyler while he was
busy with his phone.  Finally, Tyler put his phone away as the bus began to
move.

"Thanks for making Hunter stop flicking water on me."

"Yeah.  That kid's an idiot."

"He's always doing stuff like that to me."

"Well, you shouldn't let him.  I bet if you fought back, he'd leave you
alone."

Mason imagined standing up for himself and fighting Hunter.  It seemed
impossible.

"I don't think I could do that."

"Why not?"

"Well, first of all, he's twice as big as me."

"I could show you how to fight him sometime.  Anyway, tell me if he tries
to do stuff to you again.  I'll tell him to knock it off.  He shouldn't be
doing that to kids."

That ended the conversation until they got off the bus.  Mason wanted to be
around Tyler some more.  Their houses were in the same direction, so Mason
walked next to him.

"Maybe you could show me some fighting stuff now... if you wanted to."

They were approaching Tyler's house.

"Yeah, OK.  If you wanna come in, I can show you some simple stuff."

Mason definitely wanted to go to Tyler's house.  Tyler got out his house
key and opened the front door.  His mom always got home an hour and a half
after him, and his dad got home half an hour after his mom.

As they approached Tyler's bedroom, they noticed that there was a note
taped to his door.  Tyler read it.

"Ugh.  She can be so annoying sometimes."

Mason read the note from Tyler's mom.  It said:

     Your room is a mess again.
     Tyler's chores:
        1) Clean up your room!
        2) Put the dirty clothes on your floor in the hamper
        3) Unload the dishwasher
        4) Take the trash and recycling bins out to the curb
     Mom
     P.S.  Love you

They entered Tyler's room, and Mason saw that Tyler's mom was right -- his
room was a little messy.  There were some plates and glasses on his desk,
and there was clothes on the floor, including his dirty baseball uniform.

"Great.  If I don't do all that crap before she gets home, she'll be
yelling."

"She said `love you.'"

"Yeah, but it's still annoying."

"I can help."

"Nah.  You don't have to.  I can do it a little later."

"No.  I want to help.  You protected me from Hunter, so I wanna do
something for you."

"OK.  Grab those glasses."

Mason picked up the glasses, and Tyler picked up the plates.  They took
them to the kitchen and put them in the sink.

"You can unload the dishwasher, and I'll take out the trash."

"OK."

Mason opened the dishwasher and figured out where most of the clean dishes
and utensils went.  Helping Tyler made him feel good.  Tyler came back, and
Mason held up a pot.

"I'm soon done.  Where does this go?"

"I think she keeps that under the sink."

Mason put the pot away.  Tyler looked in the sink at the dirty dishes from
his room.

"We better put those in the dishwasher, or she'll be yelling about that,
too."

Mason loaded the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, and then they went back
to Tyler's room.  All of the chores were done except for the dirty clothes
on the floor.

"I'll put your clothes in the hamper for you."

"OK.  It's in the hall closet."

Mason picked up Tyler's baseball pants and jersey.  He also picked up
something that looked like underwear that had Champro written on the
waistband.

"Just a sec, Mason.  We have to take the cup out before that goes in the
hamper."

"Do you wear this for baseball?"

"Yeah.  Those are my compression shorts.  The cup protects my balls."

"If you got hit in the balls with a baseball, would it hurt at all?"

"No.  Not really.  I'll show you."

Tyler reached his hand out, and Mason handed him the compression shorts.

"I wanna change out of my school clothes anyway."

Tyler was used to being naked in front of other guys in the locker room at
school, so being naked in front of Mason felt natural to him.  He took off
his shirt and pulled off his jeans.

Mason looked at Tyler's athletic body.  It was lean and pretty muscular.
Tyler was wearing Hanes boxer briefs.  He pulled them down, and Mason saw
Tyler's cock for the first time.  It was currently soft and had pubic hairs
growing above it.  There were also a few hairs growing on Tyler's ballsac.

Tyler put on the compression shorts and knocked his fist on the cup.

"See.  My balls can't get smashed at all with this on.  If you hit me in
the balls, it wouldn't hurt.  You can try if you want."

"OK."

Mason moved in front of Tyler and punched the cup that was protecting
Tyler's balls.  It was a light, wimpy punch.

"I hope you punch harder than that if you ever fight Hunter."

"I hope I never have to fight Hunter."

"Yeah, but you might have to someday."

Mason looked at Tyler's muscles.  He wished that he was as strong as Tyler.
Then Hunter wouldn't bother him anymore.  He wondered what kinds of stuff
Tyler did to get his muscles.

"Do you lift weights?"

"Yeah.  Sometimes.  Being stronger helps me with baseball."

Tyler flexed the bicep muscle in his right arm.

"Can I feel it?"

"Yeah."

Mason felt Tyler's hard bicep.

"I have pretty strong abs, too."

He flexed them.  Mason felt the hard muscles right above the waistband of
Tyler's compression shorts.  Tyler liked that Mason was impressed by his
muscles.  He knew that Mason had a wimpy body, but he wanted to see just
how wimpy it looked.

"Take off your shirt.  I wanna see what muscles you have."

"I don't really have any."

"Let me see."

Mason pulled off his shirt.  He was thin and didn't look strong at all.

"Yeah.  You don't have much muscle at all.  If you worked out a little,
you'd get some."

Mason didn't think he'd like working out.  It sounded pretty awful.  He
tried to change the subject.

"I'm gonna take you dirty clothes to the hamper now.  OK?"

"Yeah.  OK."

Mason gathered all the dirty clothes on Tyler's floor and took them to the
hamper in the hallway closet.  When he got back, he saw that Tyler was
still wearing his compression shorts.  Mason pointed at them.

"What about those?"

"I have to take the cup out and wash it first."

"I'll do it for you."

"Nah.  It's pretty nasty.  It has my dick sweat all over it."

"I'll do it.  I don't care."

Tyler was starting to think that Mason would do just about anything for
him.  He wanted to see what Mason would say to this...

"OK.  Take my compression shorts off and wash out the cup for me."

Mason was surprised that Tyler told him to pull his shorts off for him.  He
wanted to do it.  He kneeled down on the floor in front of Tyler, grabbed
the legs of Tyler's shorts, and pulled them down.

Tyler's soft cock was right in front of Mason's face.  Mason stared at it
and started zoning out and daydreaming like he sometimes does...

     Tyler's dick looks real nice.  His ballsac has hairs on it.
     Mine doesn't.  His balls are in there.  I can sorta see the
     shape of them.  The top of his dick looks like a mushroom.

"Mason?"

     Tyler probably plays with his dick sometimes.  Just like I play
     with mine.  He makes it get hard.  It makes him feel good.
     How long does his get?  I think his is bigger than mine.

"Planet Earth to Mason."

     I dreamed about Tyler's dick last night.  Now I'm looking
     at it for real.  I wonder if Tyler woke up with a boner today?
     I did.  I bet he did, too.  I like Tyler's dick.  A lot.
     I want to...

Without thinking, Mason leaned forward and kissed the cock in front of his
face.  As Mason's mind faded back to reality, he realized that he kissed it
in real life, not just in his daydream.  This made him panic a little.

"I'm sorry.  Don't tell anyone I did that.  OK?"

Tyler wasn't expecting Mason to kiss his dick.  He didn't care.  He thought
it was cool that a small, weak kid was admiring his athletic body and his
cock.  It made him feel horny.

"I won't tell anyone.  You can kiss it some more if you want."

Mason did want to kiss it some more.  He leaned forward and kissed all the
different parts of Tyler's cock and balls.  Each time Mason kissed it, it
got a little bigger and a little harder.  Eventually, Mason was kissing a
fully erect boner.

"Hey, Mase, do you want me to tell you a secret?  I'll tell you because in
some ways it's easier to talk to you than to my friends."

Mason thought, "He called me Mase.  No one ever called me that before.  I
like that."  He wanted to hear Tyler's secret.

"Yeah.  Tell me."

"Every day when I get home from school, I jerk off before my mom gets
home."

Mason was right.  Tyler did like to play with his dick.  He wanted to watch
Tyler jerk off.  No, he wanted to jerk off Tyler's cock for him.

"I can help you jerk off if you want me to."

"If you did, what would you do to it?"

Mason thought about different things that would make a dick feel really
good.  He thought he knew which one would feel the best.

"I could suck on it for you."

Tyler never had his cock sucked before.  So far, all the times he cummed
was either from jerking himself off or from wet dreams.

"OK.  But could you lick it first?"

"Yeah."

Tyler's boner was standing up at an angle.  Mason stuck out his tongue and
slid it up the underside of Tyler's erect shaft from his balls up to his
cock head.

"Did that feel good?"

"Yeah.  It felt awesome.  Keep licking it."

Mason continued licking all the different parts of Tyler's dick.  The
jock's cock and balls were soon covered with Mason's saliva.  And the tip
of Tyler's cock was starting to get covered with another type of fluid --
precum.  Mason noticed it.  ("Tyler's dick is leaking precum because of
me.")  Mason licked the clear sex fluid off the tip of Tyler's cock.

Tyler was feeling very horny and wanted to get sucked.  He wanted to know
what it felt like.  He always thought that it probably felt a lot better
than jerking off, and he was about to find out.

"OK, Mase.  Do you wanna suck on it now?"

"Yeah."

Tyler was still standing, and Mason was still kneeling down in front of
him.  Mason slipped Tyler's boner into his mouth.  It was the first time he
ever had a cock in his mouth.  He pressed his lips around it and started
moving his head forward and backward.

Tyler's cock never felt anything like this before.  The intense pleasure
made his knees buckle a little.

"Stop a second, Mase.  I'm gonna get up on my bed."

Mason stopped sucking, and Tyler jumped up onto his bed.  He lay down on
his back with his legs spread wide apart, so that his cock was fully
exposed.  His horny jock body wanted to feel more sexual pleasure.  His
cock craved Mason's warm, moist, sucking mouth.

Mason positioned himself between Tyler's legs.  He wrapped his lips around
Tyler's cock again and started moving his head up and down.  More precum
oozed out of Tyler's piss slit.  Mason could taste it.  It was proof that
Mason was doing a good job of making Tyler's cock feel really good.  This
was Tyler's reward for protecting him.

Tyler looked down at the cute, wimpy face pleasuring his dick.  Mason was
making his cock feel so good that it didn't take long before Tyler felt
like cumming.  He didn't think Mason would want him to shoot a load of cum
in his mouth.

"Mase, stop sucking, or I'm gonna cum in your mouth."

Mason ignored what Tyler said and kept sucking.  He was wondering what
Tyler's cum was going to taste like.

"Mase, you can stop sucking now.  I'm gonna cum."

Mason kept sucking.  Tyler felt an intense orgasm approaching.  There was
no way he could stop it.  When it arrived, Tyler made a quiet sound of
pleasure, and Mason felt the cock in his mouth start to squirt.  Then he
tasted the spermy flavor of Tyler's cum.  Mason released Tyler's cock from
his mouth.  It was covered with a slimy mixture of Tyler cum and Mason
saliva.  Mason swallowed all of the warm sex goo that Tyler's cock
deposited in his mouth.

It was the best cum that Tyler ever experienced.

"Did I make you feel good?"

"You can't imagine how good it felt.  You're an awesome little dude, Mase."

Hearing that made Mason feel good inside.  He made Tyler cum, and Tyler
thought he was "awesome."

There was only one thing left for Mason to do.  He picked Tyler's
compression shorts up off the floor.

"You can wash the cup out in the bathroom sink."

"OK."

Tyler grabbed a tissue off the table next to his bed and cleaned the slime
off his dick, including the extra cum that was oozing out of his piss slit.
Mason removed the cup from the pouch of Tyler's compression shorts, put the
shorts in the hamper, and washed Tyler's cock sweat out of the cup.  Then
he went back to the bedroom and handed the cup that protected Tyler's balls
to the jock who protected him from Hunter.  Mason sort of felt like he was
Tyler's friend now.  Not one of his jock friends -- a different kind of
friend.

"I know I can't be one of your regular friends at school, but maybe we can
be afterschool friends."

"Yeah.  That'd be cool.  You can come here after school on days when I
don't have practice or games.  And it wouldn't just be, you know, you doing
stuff for me.  Sometimes we could do stuff like play video games or
whatever."

They both had to get homework done, so Mason left.  As soon as he got home,
he went to his bedroom, got naked, and played with his dick until it
squirted out a nice load of wimpy kid cum.

The End

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Here's my e-mail address if you want to tell me what you thought about
Mason and his new afterschool friend:

henrystone008@gmail.com

My first story was called "A Perfect Morning."  If you want to read it, you
can find it in the gay/masturbation section of Nifty.

-Henry Stone

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