Date: Mon, 29 Sep 2008 02:02:54 -0700 (PDT) From: Mark Friedman Subject: Kung Fu Humping ch. 7 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. Comments can be sent to forcewielder2000@yahoo.com; flames will be analyzed for comedic value, and may be distributed with humorous editorial comments by yours truly to others who think like me. ~Mark *************** The following week, Logan and I headed over to his house after Tae Kwon Do. Pulling our uniforms off, we played video games for a while, but got bored. Logan suggested that we go outside – among other things in his back yard, he had a huge trampoline. Since I certainly couldn't think of anything else to do, I agreed. Since there was no one else at home, and the back yard had the advantage of being both spacious and rather private (between the fencing that surrounded it and the large amount of trees and shrubbery) we simply plodded out there in our underwear and started goofing off. After a while, it turned to wrestling, and it didn't take long before we were both hard and knew it. "Hey, I have an idea," Logan said. At that particular moment, we were on the lawn in the shadow of a large tree, and he was on top of me, slowly grinding his crotch against mine. "Let's have sex out here!" "Out here?" I asked, a bit surprised. "Sure," he said. "It's not like anyone would see us. Plus, over there," he said, pointing at one next-door neighbor, "the family's on vacation, and over there," the other next-door neighbor, "is an older couple who are both at work right now." I looked into Logan's eyes for a moment, then shrugged. "All right," I said, starting to feel a little bit adventurous. After all, we'd already been running around out here in just our underwear for a while, so why not take things one step further? Logan started running his hands under my undershirt and across my chest. Grinning, I started doing the same to him. After a few moments, he pulled my undershirt off of me before he started sucking my left nipple. That was certainly a new experience for me, and I held him gently as he sucked, looking down at the mass of slightly curly dirty blonde hair that fell slightly onto my chest. After a couple of minutes, I said, "Logan, while I'm enjoying this here, I'd like to do more." He got up, and pulled his own undershirt off before getting back down onto me and giving me a quick kiss on my mouth. "I want your butt," he said. I nodded, and within moments my briefs and his boxers joined our undershirts. Logan pushed me down onto the lawn on my back, and he grabbed my ankles and moving my knees up to my chest, he spread my legs apart, getting my hips up slightly. He got into position and began pushing his dick into my butt. Once he was all the way inside me, he started thrusting, all the time holding on to my ankles. I laid there, getting used to the somewhat new position. This was the first time where we'd engaged in anal intercourse where, outside of the times we'd nailed each other doggy style, the one doing the screwing wasn't laying down completely on top of the one being screwed during the screwing. It was definitely...interesting, but not one I felt would be a regular occurrence during future lovemaking sessions between me and Logan. Logan continued to pound my butt for a while, his balls flopping against me and mine pressing against him with each inward thrust of his hips. His dick would occasionally hit that certain spot in me that felt really good, and I, already rather horny even before Logan entered me, soon felt my climax approaching. I closed my eyes, clutched the ground, and groaned as my semen exploded out of my dick, spraying all over me. Logan wasn't far behind, and his semen was soon in my butt. He let go of my ankles and pulled out. I put the soles of my feet on the ground, my legs still bent and my knees pointing towards the sky. Logan laid down next to me and curled up with me, his head on my chest, and I put my left arm around his shoulders. We laid there for a while, our sweat (and my semen) drying in the sun. "By the way," I said after a while, "you do remember my birthday's coming up, right?" "Hey, how could I forget?" he asked with a grin, since we'd always celebrated each other's birthday in some outlandish way. "You know what I want?" "What?" "Take a good guess," I told him, using my right hand to stroke his back and butt. He laughed for a moment. "Pervert," he said. "Wanting to get it on with young, innocent boys." "Hey, I am compelled to point out that you've been a more than willing participant in my little pervert habit for quite a few months now. I'd hardly consider you `innocent.'" He tried to put on an innocent face, but didn't succeed. "So you want sex for your birthday." "Yeah, but not just any sex. Listen, school will be out a couple of weeks before. My parents are going out of town for my dad's job the day after my birthday, and aren't getting back for three days. They're taking Evan with them, and I'm sure it wouldn't be too hard to get rid of Tanner as well – I'm sure I can talk him into the idea of a sleepover at one of his friends' house for at least part of that time." "Which means you'll be the only one at your house," Logan said, comprehension dawning. "Exactly," I replied. "I'd like for you to spend as much time as you can over at my place. Now, this is where the sex comes in. I want us to spend the whole time naked, and have sex with you in various parts of the house." "Whoa," he said. "You're not just a pervert, you're kinky, too." "Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of `ambitious,'" I replied. "Yeah, right. You just want my butt." "You say that like it's a bad thing," I told him, grinning. He stared up at my face for a moment, then rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You're weird," he said. "This coming from the guy who just a few minutes ago wanted to have sex in his own back yard." He remained quiet for a while, then said, "All right. My butt's your birthday present. But don't be surprised if I decide to ask for *your* butt for *my* birthday." "Fair enough," I told him.