Date: Sat, 3 Dec 2016 04:14:29 +0100 (CET) From: danrl1099@tutanota.com Subject: Everett & I discover Real Fun - Chapter 7 Everett & I Discover Real Fun -- Chapter 7 We both slept in his twin sized bed. I didn't know his rules of a sleepover, but I figured if he only had one bed, I was going to sleep in it with him. I wasn't going to sleep on the floor. We eventually went to sleep with me spooning him. Of course I was hard until I fell asleep. When I woke up to pee in the middle of the night, I was hard again of course. He was spooning me now, with his hand down my shorts. When we woke up we heard his dad and brother yelling about something, and he told me that I should probably go home because they usually fought like cats and dogs. So I reluctantly got out of bed and walked home. My mind was spinning of all the events of the past day and night. I knew Dave was my best friend, but all I could think about was Jake. I don't know if it was love, or lust, but all I could think about was his dick and how I felt when I woke up and he was spooning me. Of course this got me hard and I went straight to my room and locked the door. Being 12, I was curious about all things that would make me orgasm. I sometimes would get on the floor and put a pillow down and rub that until I got off. Other times I would get hand lotion and jerk off, but I didn't use my whole fist, just my thumb and pointer finger. At some point, I discovered that if I put a silk pillow sheet between my mattress and box spring, I could hump that and the feeling was incredible. I can't remember how I got off on that particular day, but I am sure I did it about 5 times. The next time all 3 of us got together, we were throwing a football around down at the park by the pond. Jake brought up having another sleepover, which of course, got my interest. I desperately wanted Jake naked again so I could try and take things further, which I didn't think would take much work... I suggested the following Saturday (I knew Dave had a soccer tournament that was out of town), and Jake was all for it, but Dave looked dejected and said he had to go out of town. So I told him that we would figure out a date when he was going to be here. On the way home after Dave went right, and me and Jake went left, I asked Jake if he would like to do it just us two. And he beamed with happiness. I did as well thinking about all the naughty things we could do. I don't know why we didn't go further before, but I knew he wanted to, and I for sure I knew I wanted to. The things I imagined we could do together practically overwhelmed me... When Saturday rolled around, I had just started caddying at the local golf club, so I did that in the morning, then I had to mow my lawn. The whole day all I could think of was Jake's hard wiener. Seriously, when I was caddying, I was in a fog. I got yapped at by the golfer I was caddying for not paying attention to where his ball went. After all of that, I took a long shower and cleaned everywhere really good. Jake came by around 3 with a duffle bag and his pillow. No sleeping bag, which to me, was a good sign. He had never been to my house, so I brought him inside and showed him around. My mom and dad said Hi and we took his bag and pillow to my bedroom. For the first time, I could see that he was a little bit nervous. Maybe because we weren't on his terms or turf. He usually was a non stop chatterbox, but he was really quiet and was making me start the conversations and stuff. I showed him all the things in my room like my sports trophies and records and stuff. Then I sat down on my bed and he sat down too, several feet away from me though. I asked him what he wanted to do, and he said something, but I couldn't figure out what he said, so I suggested that we go out to the woods behind my house and look around. That sounded good to him, so we ventured back and I showed him all the stuff back there. My brothers had built a tree house many years prior and I used that as a get-away. So we ventured up and he finally seemed to loosen up a bit. "This is pretty cool". "You can see the whole neighborhood from up here, but they can't see us." So I pointed out all the neighbors he didn't know and told him about them and what they were like. Back then, you pretty much knew everybody in your neighborhood. I think neighbors were closer then than they are now. I dunno. I kept some games up in the treehouse, like an old box with checkers and connect 4. Stuff like that, so we played those, then we found some of my brothers nudie mags, so we looked at them for a bit, but he said he didn't like them. I found that strange, so we put them away. When we went back to the house, my mom had made dinner of meatloaf or something like that, so we ate it. The whole thing was becoming very uncomfortable for me. Jake just seemed weird about the whole thing still. I couldn't figure it out. We decided to take a walk around the neighborhood after dinner. It was still light out, being it was summer. We went to the park, the school, the other park, the store and bought candy, then we were just wandering around and I asked him if he was mad at me or something. He then told me that he didn't know how he should be. That he was kinda nervous and stuff. I asked him why and he said that he wasn't sure, but he was afraid of what was going to happen when we got back home and went to my room. I don't know if I was relieved that he wasn't mad at me, or if I became nervous just then because I didn't know what was going to happen when we got home. I just then figured out that maybe I was wrong and he didn't have the same ideas of how the night would end that I did. I think I said something about it just being a sleepover and there is nothing to worry about. When we got back home, it was just getting dark out. My mom was already asleep and my dad was probably 8 brandy's in. We said hi to him and he mumbled something about seeing us tomorrow. I knew he was done for the night. (My parents were great people, but I basically had to fend for myself my whole life. I was born late in their lives. I think I understood that from an early age.) So we went to my bedroom, which then was in the basement which was abandoned by one of my older brothers when he went into the Army. It was a huge room. It actually should have been like a basement man-cave. It was carpeted and had windows, and it even had a door leading out of it through the laundry room, which I found useful in my later teen years... Me and Jake watched Saturday Night Live, which wasn't all that funny, then I asked him what he wanted to watch on the TV and he said that we should wrestle for it, and the winner gets to pick. Now, I was no slouch in athletics, but I had no idea on how to wrestle. But Jake sure did. He got me in so many positions, he could have easily won at any point, but I could feel his hard wiener the whole time. So I threw caution to the wind at some point and grabbed it. After that, we were then "pretend" wrestling as he grabbed mine. During this time, he would end up on top of me and pretend to make a wrestling move but his point was to have his hard dick aligned with my hard dick and have them rub together through our sweatpants. He would then let me flip him over, and I would do the same. It would escalate to where there was no notion of wrestling and we would just be doing it so our hard cocks could grind together with urgency through our sweatpants. We were sweating and we had been doing this for at least an hour and I suggested we take off our sweatpants and shirts so we were just in our underwear. So we took them all off and he said to me "lets just mess around for real". He went to my bed and I guess I had no choice, so I went there too and he took off his underwear and his hard cock was sticking straight up. Then he smiled and I saw the Jake I just got to know again. He was his old self. I took off my undies and let my dick spring out and he basically tackled me. He pinned me down and started to grind into me like no tomorrow. I was in heaven. My favorite thing in the world was happening. This went on for like 5 minutes of him grinding his cock and balls into mine and I was ready to have an orgasm. I asked him to stop so I could calm down a bit and I flipped him over on his back and just looked at him. He was perfect. I kissed every part of his body, including his balls, and dick. I didn't really know about blow jobs and stuff, it just seemed natural. Then I got on top of him and did the same grinding things he did to me. I was thrusting my dick and balls into his and it felt electric. I never wanted the feeling to end. But then, I did something to him that he didn't do to me. I put my head down to his and I kissed him on the lips while I was grinding on him. Then it was all out lust of teen boys. Everything increased in intensity. We were kissing and humping and our dicks and balls were grinding against each other and finally we both had orgasms. I knew what it was, but he didn't. And when he did cum, his whole body shuttered and shivered and he pushed his pelvis into mine like there was no tomorrow. Then he was like in a fog for a few minutes not believing what just happened. More to come Let me know if you are alive and like this story danrl1099@tutanota.com Don't Forget to Donate to Nifty! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html