Date: Thu, 8 Dec 2005 18:56:36 EST
From: ShadowDragon4390@aol.com
Subject: new neighbor, new lover part 4

This story describes the relationship between two minor boys.  If you are
not 18 years or older, do not like this kind of sexual material, or this
type of sexual material is illegal where you live, please leave
immediately.  All material is copy write of the author.  Any resemblance of
any characters in the story to real people is completely coincidental.

Comments, questions, or suggestions can be emailed to
shadowdragon4390@aol.com.  Flamers will be ignored.

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>From Part 3:
	"The only way you could hurt me," I said, my voice cracking this
time, "would be to leave me alone, to go away without saying goodbye."
	He gazed into my eye's, and I gazed into his.  The love between us
was almost a physical bond, and if it were, it would be strongest when we
locked eyes.
	"Nothing tonight," he said, hugging me tight, "tonight, I just want
to hold you."
	"I can live with that," I wrapped my arms around his neck, and
kissed him gently again.  We lay like that for twenty minutes or so, just
gently kissing one another, me stroking his sides and arms, him stroking my
back and massaging my shoulders.  He soon rolled me off him, and we fell
asleep with him spooning me from behind.



Part 4:
	I woke in a daze the next morning.  The night felt like a dream;
Danny's soft kisses, warm arms wrapped around me, and the nagging horror of
the schoolmate watching us from the street.  I kept my eyes closed, keeping
the image of Danny locked in my mine, hoping I wasn't going to open them
and find myself alone in my own bed.
	But then I could hear breathing.  Not my breathing, but the soft
rasp of another.  As my body woke, my other senses started to trickle
little bits of information into my brain.  I smelled the body of another,
very, very close.  I could feel smooth skin under my fingers.  A soft
squeezing sensation let me know I was in somebody's arms.
	I decided to open my eyes.  It was an effort, to be sure. Last
nights tears had left a thin film of salt that glued my eyelids closed.
But when I did open my eyes, I gasped softly.  We had fallen asleep with
him spooning me from behind, but during the night, I had twisted myself
around in Danny's strong arms.  My face now lay on his chest, my ear
pressed over his heart.  I could hear it steadily pumping blood through his
body.  My arms were folded tightly against my chest, while our legs were
intertwined.
	I sighed, pinching one of his nipples.  He groaned, slowly coming
into the conscious world.
	"Time to wake up Danny," I said, loud enough to stir his brain.  He
groaned again.
	"What time is it?" I hear him mumble.
	I pinch his nipple again, only harder.
	"Good question, cause I can't see the clock."
	"Oh," I see his eyes flirt open, blinking in the morning light
streaming through his open window, "quarter to ten."
	"Time to get up?" I ask, snuggling into his chest.  I hear a sigh
leave his lungs.
	"Yes," he whispers, moving his hands to stroke my hair and back,
"how'd you end up like this?  I though I was spooning you when we went to
sleep?"
	"I move a lot," I reply, purring slightly at his touch, a sound I
don't normally make.
	"Well, I hope you don't plan to sleep like that every night," he
chuckled, "you're joints are gonna kill you today."
	"Yeah," I smirk, "but I don't mind.  I don't plan to do anything
outside of this room today."  I ground my morning hard on into his leg.
	"Oh, yeah," he gasps, grinding his own wood into me, "I want you so
bad Kevin."
	"I want you too," I lick his chest, feeling his breath with my
tongue.
	"God, that's hot!"
	"Not as hot as you," I reply, nibbling the smooth skin under my
lips.
	"No, not this early, please," he pleads.  His voice is as soft as
silk to my ears, and I relent, pushing myself away from him to stare into
his eyes.  The intensity from the previous night is still there, and I know
he's reluctant to let me go.
	"I'm hungry," I whisper seriously, ignoring all the little doors
that could open in a teenage boys mind.
	"Me too," he replies happily, "how about waffles?"
	"Sure, you cook?"
	"Well of course," he sighed unwrapping his arms from around my
body, "come on, lets go."
	Twenty minutes later, I was sitting at the bar in the kitchen, a
plate of great golden, buttermilk waffles piled high on my plate.
	"Wow," I said, pouring maple syrup onto the pile, "when you cook,
you cook a lot."
	"Growing boys need their food," he smirked, already half finished
with his first, "eat up, or I might eat them for you."
	"Hmm," I took a huge bite.  It was delicious.  But my eyes were
continually glancing at Danny's half naked form.  He smiled, doing the same
to me.
	We finished at the same time, and sat contently for a few minutes.
But then I got a nagging feeling, and a growing pit of worry formed in my
stomach.
	"Danny," I said quietly, "what are we going to do about the kid
last night?"
	He looked at me thoughtfully.
	"Well," he started, gathering his words carefully before speaking,
"I don't think he'd try anything yet.  It'll be when school starts that we
have to worry.  You didn't know him by chance, did you?"
	I shook my head.
	"Not personally," I said, racking my brain, "I think he was captain
of the swim team last year.  He may have been on track to."
	Danny gave me a gentle smile, which I returned weakly.  He slid off
his stool and stood behind me, wrapping his strong arms around my
shoulders.  I felt his soft lips press against the back of my neck, just
under the ear.
	"Danny," I whispered.  He nipped my ear lobe in response, then went
back to gently kissing and sucking on my neck.  I moaned under his soft
touch.  I felt on fire where his smooth chest rested on my back.  "Danny, I
love you."
	"Me too," he whispered back, gently squeezing my nipple.  I jump
when he did that, and he pulled me off the stool.  I turned in his arms,
and immediately felt his lips on mine.  Our tongues were soon dancing
within each others mouth as we stood like that for nearly ten minutes.
	"Wanna go back to bed?" He asked, grinning.
	"Yeah."
	He kissed me again, then took my hand an lead me back to his room.
	I jumped back in bed and under the covers as he closed and locked
the door.  I shot him a puzzled look as he got in bed next to me.
	"Habit," he replied, pushing me onto my back and kissing me.
	I again felt on fire.  His passion for me was addictive, and I
could feel my dick growing in my shorts.  He crawled on top of me, pressing
his own member into my crotch.  His hands slipped down my sides, resting
against the waist band of my shorts.  He moved his lips from mine down to
my neck.  I moaned loudly, rubbing my hands across his shoulders.
	"That feel good?" he asked, nibbling on my neck for emphasis.
	"Oh god, you have no idea," I gasp.
	"Hmm, I seem to recall saying that when we first met," he chuckled.
	I felt him push down gently on my shorts, looking me in the eye.  I
put my hands on his waist, sliding a couple fingers under the elastic band
holding up his shorts.
	"I love you," he whispered, kissing me on the lips.  I push my
hands into his shorts, noticing he's not wearing any underwear.  He grinds
into me, slowly pushing my shorts down.  I pull him into me, lifting the
two of us up so he can more easily slide off my shorts.  I push his shorts
down to, and within a minute, we're lying on each other, naked for the
first time.  Feeling him against me, totally exposed, put my sense into
overdrive.
	I could feel our two hard members sliding against one another as he
ground against me.  I roll us over, so I was on top., pressing my lips
against his, kissing him hard.  I slid down to his neck, kissing, sucking,
and biting like he did to me, sure I was leaving marks.  He let out a groan
which I felt vibrating in his throat.  I moved lower, ducking under the
sheet that covered us, kissing his chest.  I moved over slightly, taking
his right nipple between my lips and sucking it till it was hard, and
playing with his left till it was in the same state.
	"Kevin," I heard him moan pleasurably, his hands gently urging me
further down, "oh, babe you don't have to..."
	I sat up, throwing the sheet, which had been hiding our nakedness
up to that point, off the bed.  Completely ignoring his our throbbing
members, I spoke to him, calmly but firmly.
	"I want to do this," I said, tracing a line down his abs but not
following it with my eyes, as much as I wanted to, "I want to do this to
you-for you.  I love you to much to stop here."
	I could see a small tear shimmering in his eye, and he nodded.  For
a second, we just sat like that, staring passionately into one another's
eyes.  Leaning down, I kissed him gently on the lips.  I quickly resumed
the downward march of my tongue and lips, stopping briefly to play with his
nipples.  I moved lower, sucking and licking his belly button for a moment
before continuing on to my prize.
	I had my eyed closed as I felt his hard cock brush against my cheek
as I moved closer.  Up to this point, I hadn't seen him totally naked, and
I was excited to see his tool up close.  I was given quite a shock when I
opened my eyes and took in the view.
	"Dang, Danny," I gasped, "your dick is huge!"
	I slid my fingers along it's length, maybe 7 ½ inches and thick.
He was cut, like me.  A small pearl of precum oozed from his piss slit.
	I felt him shiver at my touch, and his penis throbbed.
Instinctively, I took his head into my mouth.  If I felt a jolt of pleasure
doing this, it was nothing compared to his reaction.
	"OH SHIT!" he yelled, jumping, "That feels great!"
	I moaned in response, swirling my tongue around the slit, tasting
the precum oozing out.
	I started sliding lower, stopping half way and going back up.  It
took more going down the second time, and soon had all but an inch going in
and out of my mouth.
	"You don't have to take it all," he whispered, breathing heavily.
	As he said this, I finally pushed the last inch into my throat.  He
gasped, and I felt his cock grow, throbbing in my mouth.
	"I'm cumming, oh god Kev, I'm cumming!"
	I felt him try prying my head off his cock, but I wanted him.  I
wanted to taste his seed like a starving man wants food.  The first shot
fired straight into my throat.  I pulled off enough so just the head of his
dick was in my mouth.  He fired four or five more times in my mouth, and I
swallowed all he had to give me.  I kept gently sucking till he started
going soft.
	"That was great," he whispered as I laid back down on top of him.
I smiled, kissing him, letting him taste his seed on my tongue.  "You're
the best babe."
	"No one's ever called me `Kev' before," I kissed him gently again,
"I like it."
	He chuckled, grinding his soft orgasm into my hard one.
	"Now, what to do about that..."



Okay, so the boys relationship has reached a new level.  I'm not sure how
far I want to go in writing their sex life.  Please write if you have any
comments or suggestions.  Part 5 might take some time to get done, I've got
a bunch of shit to do for finals, and I haven't had a lot of time to write
it.  Thanks again to all those who've written!