Date: Wed, 7 Feb 2007 12:39:20 -0800 (PST) From: Mark Friedman Subject: Kung Fu Humping This story involves sex between boys. If, for any reason, this either isn't your cup of tea or is something you shouldn't be reading, please go do something else. Otherwise, enjoy! This story is totally fictional, and as such, any resemblance to any specific person (living or dead), event, or place is purely coincidental. Copyright is to me, and this story may not be reproduced anywhere without my prior permission. Commments can be sent to forcewielder2000@yahoo.com; flames will be analized for comedic value, and may be distributed with humorous editorial comments by yours truly to others who think like me. ~Mark *************** My friend Logan and I bowed out of our Tae Kwon Do class one Saturday morning and charged out the dojang. We climed into the van driven by Logan's mom, since we were neighbors and would be hanging out for a couple of hours at his place. We soon arrived at Logan's house, and the two of us tromped up to his room. Despite the fact that I was a year older at 14, we'd been friends for years. "Man, I don't know about you, Justin, but I'm hot," Logan complained, running a hand through his slightly damp curly dirty blonde hair. I mentally agreed with that, though the kind of "hot" I was thinking of wasn't the kind he'd meant. Over the past year I'd suddenly started feelings physically for him, but never said anything for fear of ending our friendship. "Me, too," I replied, shucking off my blue belt and the top of his uniform, pulling my t-shirt out of the pants. I stretched, before glancing in a mirror on the closet door, which reflected back my dark, almost black straight hair and piercing eyes even bluer than Logan's. "Master worked us hard today!" Logan had also removed his green belt and uniform top before dropping his uniform pants. I almost thought my eyes would bug out of my head as I looked at Lgan standing there in only a pair of boxers and an undershirt. While we'd been friends for years, we'd never taken our clothes off of each other before! Logan noticed me staring, and said, "Well, don't want 'em to get snagged or anything. It's the only uniform I have!" "Oh right, good idea," I said, dropping my own uniform pants and trying to act natural about it, as if I always went around a friend's house in just a t-shirt and briefs. We started playinh Logan's Xbox for a while, until at one point, while playing Lego Star Wars II, Logan playfully slapped my arm after I had blasted his character. I playfully slapped back, and it quickly devolved into wrestling. I found myself getting horny. I tried to shift away from Logan so that he wouldn't realize I was getting off on the contact. But just as I thought I'd be able to get into better position without his noticing my hard dick, he suddenly pounced, and his leg went right up against my crotch, where my dick pressed against his knee. We both froze, and his head jerked up, his wide eyes staring into mine. We stayed there, unmoving, for what seemed like forever. Then he quickly jumped up, and turned bright red. He stammered out, "I...I'm sorry!" "No, it's all right," I said, getting up and trying to get my t-shirt down to cover the bulge in my briefs, though I certainly thought it was anything but all right! After all, what did you say after something like that happened?! His eyes darted down to my crotch, and I was conciously aware that I hadn't quite succeeded in getting my t-shirt down far enough. "So, um, now what?" I said after a few moments of awkward silence. "You wanna, I don't know, make out?" he said somewhat hesitantly. I stared at him in disbelief, unable to accept what he'd just said. I never in a million years thought he be asking me to have sex with him! His eyes widened again, and he turned even brighter red than he had before, He buried his face in his hands and started mumbling out an apology, but I walked over to him and pllued his hands away from his face and lifting his head up. "You really want to have sex with me?" I quietly asked, staring into his eyes. He nodded. "If you really want to," he said quietly. "I've wanted to for more than a year," I told him. "I never thought you were that kind of guy, though." "You'd be surprised," he said, grinning shyly. I pulled my t-shirt off while he slowly pulled off his undershirt. We stared at each other for a moment, then giggled a little. I slowly leaned down a little - I was a little taller than he was - and sought out his mouth with my own. Our lips met, and it was like nothing I'd ever felt before. Breaking off the kiss, I smiled. "Well, here goes nothing," I told him, before dropping my briefs and releasing my 6 inch erection. Logan stared at my dick and balls. "They're beautiful," he said after a few moments, reaching out slowly to touch them. I moaned as his hand made contact, sending waves of pleasure through my crotch. "You have more pubes than I do," he told me, running his hand through my mess of dark pubic hairs. "So when do I get *my* turn?" I asked. "Oh, sorry," he said, grabbing his boxers and pulling them off. I took a look at his own dick and balls. His dick was soft at the moment. Like me, he was circumsized. And he was right, I did have more pubic hairs than he did, his being a lighter patch of blondish hair. I reached out and took his dick in my hand, stroking it with my thumb. He moaned out a little, and his dick got hard in response, extending out to about 5 inches. I gently kissed him again, then told him to get on the bed. I'd looked up a little gay porn on the Internet a few times (fortunately, my parents didn't know a lot about the Internet, so it wasn't too hard to cover my tracks), and had over time developed a little bit of fantasy about what I'd like to do to various guys I knew if I were ever to get lucky enough to have sex with them, and that included Logan. All right, so it was really very basic, since I never could see doing all those really complicated kinky moves when you were really horny (which I certainly was right then!) and just wanted to screw the other guy (that, and the fact that I didn't know what would feel good). Logan hopped onto his bed, and I got onto him. Kissing him again, I started grinding my crotch against his. We went at each other like that for a while, kissing occasionally while his hands roamed across my back and butt. Soon I decided that I wanted more, and moved a bit down. Moving into position, I lined the end of my dick up with his butthole and begain pushing in. He gasped out as I entered him. After I had worked my dick all the way in, I gazed into his eyes for a moment. He gazed back at me, his face a mixture of pain, surprise, and wonderment. He then spread his legs apart as much as he could. I slowly began thrusting in and out of him, going faster as we both got used to the various feelings that we were experiencing. His hard dick throbbed between us, and he gave a sort of noise which each inward thrust of my hips. I ran my hands through his hair as I started kissing his face, ears, neck, shoulders, anything my lips could reach. He soon shut his eyes and started bucking his hips as he started ejaculating all over us. When he was through, he sagged back onto the bed, gasping for breath. I thrust a few more times, then with a final big thrust I blew my own load into Logan. I then collapsed onto him. We laid there a while, just taking in huge lungfuls of air. Then I put my hands on the bed, on either side of Logan, and pushed myself up a bit. We looked at each other, and giggled. "Dude, we just screwed!" I said, grinning at him. "Yeah," Logan said, grinning back. "That was so cool! Next time, though, *you're* the one taking *my* dick in the butt!" "Deal!" I said with a grin.