Date: Sun, 17 Apr 2005 22:29:27 +0000 From: fat uk Subject: Rugby boys part 1 Usual stuff. Do not read if you are not old enough. Contains strong adult language and graphic descriptions of sex between two adult males. If offended, please leave. Please, do not distribute in any way without my permission first. Please check out my "Hotel encounter" story in the encounters section, and "Cum on Poppa bear" in the beginnings section as well as "Mike's Detention" in adult-youth too Please give feedback and enjoy the story, cheers. Rugby boys part 1. I am James. I am 12 years old, I have brown hair that I have cropped and some tell me that I have a cute face. I am only 5'2" and very chubby. I play rugby because of my size and I am very good at it, especially tackling. I joined my High School's rugby team straight away and loved it. I still do now, but when I first joined it was because I got to be in the changing room when a team mate called Darren got changed. It doesn't matter as much now though, as I get to see him as often as I want. It all started last year. Darren was also 12 at the time and a big lad, and because of this we were often compared to one another when we played rugby. Darren was stocky and rather muscular for his age, and had cropped brown hair too. He had lots of freckles, especially around his nose. He developed rather early so already had a full bush of hair under his arms and was beginning to get some on his chest too. His arms and legs were also covered in hairs and I am sure he was telling the truth when he boasted about how he was already shaving one day in the changing rooms. I fancied Darren ever since I saw him get changed for sports. I am sure he caught me looking a few times when I was watching him. We became good mates as we both had the same classes and lived just a few streets apart, so I often saw him around, though never really noticed him until we started playing rugby. Darren was the first boy I ever did anything with and I still remember it clearly. We were both walking home after a rugby game against another school. As it was getting dark rather early because it was becoming Winter, we decided to just walk home straight after and get washed and changed at home. This was a little disappointing for me as it meant I wouldn't be able to see him get changed again. I am sure that my disappointment showed on my face when he suggested the idea. So, we walked home in our muddy shirts and shorts. We had mud all over our faces and legs from where we had hit the ground when tackling during the game. He still looked gorgeous though. We got to my house and was about to say goodbye when I noticed all the lights were out. I figured my mum had gone to pick my sister up from work. Problem was I did not have a key to get in so it was looking like I was going to have to wait outside in the cold for them to come back. "Wanna wait round my place?" Darren asked me. I immediately said yes. I had never been in his house yet and was rather curious to see his bedroom. Darren did look a little taken-aback by how quickly I answered, but he quickly brushed it off. He always did that, he never let anything bother him. He would just shake his head quickly, as if shaking excess water from his short hair, and come back with a smile. "Lets get going then, too cold to be hanging around and I need a shower" Darren said to me. I got rather excited at the prospect of seeing him fresh from the shower. "You can grab a shower at mine if you want, my mum will probably make you anyway, she won't let you sit down on the furniture if you muddy." Darren told me as we walked round to his house. "Fair enough" I said. It was a good idea that I grabbed a shower, not just because I was sweaty and covered in mud, but because I would need one after seeing him all clean and wet with nothing but a towel on. I would need it so I could have a quick wank and relieve the pressure in my balls. On the walk round I kept dropping behind a few steps so I could get a nice view of is chubby arse cheeks moving up and down in his tight shorts. We got to Darren's house a few minutes later and his mum greeted us in the garden. She was outside talking to the neighbour over the fence. "Hi, mum, is alright if James comes in for a bit? Just that he is locked out of his house 'til his mum gets back" Darren told her. "Sure, no problem, you two go inside and get out of them muddy clothes." She instructed us without turning way from the neighbour. I followed Darren in but kept my bag with me, instead of dropping it in the hall like him, as it had my school stuff I was going to change into after the shower. We took our shoes off an hen went upstairs. I had a quick glance into the living room before we went upstairs but was nothing out of the ordinary for houses round here. Darren's room was pretty small, with a single bed against the back wall with a window overlooking the front garden, where I could still see his mum gossiping with next door. The walls were covered with posters of rugby players, from Will Carling to Johnnie Wilkinson. I had to admit, even if unintentional, he had chosen posters of the most hunkiest guys in rugby. My semi-hard boy-cock was beginning to get hard. I was trying to hide the lump in my shorts when Darren suddenly said from behind me, "You best jump in the shower first so you can go home earlier" "Oh, right, yeah, makes sense" I said. I took my shirt off and my shorts. I turned around and Darren seem to quickly turn away too. I wondered why but then remembered that I had a stiff cock in my shorts and some aching balls to relieve. I went out of the bedroom and in to the bathroom across the hall in just my boxers. I entered the bathroom and quickly jump under the shower head after removing my boxers. I turned the shower on and lots of warm water gushed over me and washed away the mud on my legs and face. It felt great just standing under it. I reached down and took my 4 1/2 inch cock in my hand. My small tuft of pubic hair was wet and standing on end. I began to beat my cock hard and fast, I was ready to cum in minutes as I was thinking of Darren being in the shower with me. I just kept pounding away at it until I ejaculated five globs of cum. The first two hit the wall the rest hit the bottom of the cubicle and washed down the plug hole. I stood under the shower, breathing hard and feeling good for my wank. I washed my body with some Lynx shower gel I found on the side, cheeky but I thought what the hell. I then washed my hair and the tiles of the wall when my cum had landed. I switched off the shower and climbed out to get a towel. I was shocked to see Darren stood in the corner, not knowing where to look. I quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it round me, wondering how long he had been there, and most importantly, why. "Err, sorry, erm, I...I came to ask if you were okay as you were taking a bit long for a shower" He stuttered. "Well, I was...erm...pretty muddy so took longer to wash" I stuttered back, thinking he may have heard or even seen me wanking. "Well, I'll give you some space then to get changed." Darren told me before turning to leave. "Wait a sec! You might as well jump in now I am done, and covered hehe. I'll get changed in your room." I said quickly before he left. Darren turned back and shrugged his shoulders, then took his shirt off. I felt my cock getting hard again as I saw his large, smooth belly that overhung his shorts; his chest with bits of hair here and there; and his juicy boy-tits. He was gorgeous as usual. He then Dropped his shorts, showing his tight black boxers that showed the curves of his fat arse brilliantly. I just wanted to reach out and grab it and plant a kiss on his lips, but instead walked out of the bathroom as he was down to his boxers. Darren looked up at me and saw me looking, so I quickly looked away and started to leave. I really wanted to stay and watch him take them off but, of course, I was expected to leave. I went in to his bedroom and sat down on the bed. I looked out of the room to the bathroom, hoping I may see a little more, but he had closed the door. I was on the edge of his bed, wearing just a towel round my waist and dripping from the shower. I could hear the water from the shower running but not for long. Darren emerged from the bathroom with just a towel round his waist and his skin shined with the water still on it. He came and sat on the bed next to me on my right side. My cock was still hard and it was so tempting to reach out and grab him. "Needed that" Darren said to me. He wasn't looking at me though, he just kept his eyes shifting round the room. I could tell he was uncomfortable. "Yeah, me too." I replied. We both sat there for a bit longer without speaking, just dripping dry. Darren's eyes were everywhere, all around the room and sometimes on me, I was doing the same, but much more of my time was spent looking at him. I was catching glimpses of his amazing body, which was chubby and warm, his skin was wet and smooth, for the most part anyway. His arms had quite a few muscles in them, I could just tell he would be a great hugger. I was also thinking of how he looked without the towel. I kept my legs closed to reduce the impression my hard cock was making on my towel. "Like the room" i said, just trying to say something to end the silence. "Yeah? Its okay, I guess" Darren said back. "The posters are good, got all my fave players up there on the walls" "Yeah, great aint they?" Darren said, perking up a bit, getting that great smile of his back on his face. This was our common ground, we kept talking about our favourite players, the match we had just had and how great Rugby was in general. Then Darren said something that made me freeze. "I see you looking at me in the changing rooms, you know, and just in the bathroom then." My heart stopped for a second and my stomach fell, I felt sick and scared, wondering where this was going. Was he gonna start shouting at me and telling me to get out? "Don't know what your talking about mate" I said, very unconvincingly. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, just wondering why you do" Darren said weakly, trying to tread carefully. "I don't, honestly, must be imagining it!" I exclaimed. "I know I aint, I have seen you loads of times, you always look away when I look up." "Ah, see, how would you know unless you were the one looking at me?" I asked quickly, trying to divert suspicion. "You're right" Darren replied. This took me back even more, was he seriously admitting he looks at me? "You mean, you look at me too?" I asked. "Yeah, and see, you admitted it, you said 'too' then" Darren giggled with his cute smile. "Well, err, I mean, erm, don't mean anything by it" I stuttered. "Do you fancy me?" Darren asked. "Well, do you fancy me? I asked back. "Yeah, you don't mind do you?" Darren asked weakly, looking at the ground now. "Nah, hehe, I fancy you too" I laughed back, although weakly. We both kept looking at the floor. Neither of us speaking. We kept starting to say something but stopped before we made a noise. I had no idea what to do and neither did Darren. "Well, hard to admit that" Darren finally spoke, breaking the awkward silence. "Not half!" "Well, I was just wondering, if I fancy you, and er, you fancy me, then we could, erm, do stuff..." Darren trailed off. My heart leapt then. I was wanting this for ages and now it might happen. I quickly said "YES!", which startled Darren, making him do his usual head shake and big grin. "Nice one!" Darren spoke loudly as he turned his head up and towards me. I looked up into his face and saw he had his cute smile back. We both looked at eachother for a moment or two then both leaned in to kiss eachother. It was great, our wet lips connected with eachother as we moved our tongues around inside eachother's mouths. Neither of us touched eachother's body for about 30 seconds, we just sat there kissing, but then I couldn't hold out much longer. I reached my hands out and placed them on the side of his torso. His skin was warm and wet. I could feel him shaking from nerves and pleasure, I', sure I was too. We kept kissing for about a minute then pulled away. "Wow! That was fucking awesome that!" Darren exclaimed, while breathing hard like he had forgot to breathe as we kissed. "Yeah, brilliant, been wanting to do that for ages, you know?" I told him. "Me too" Darren replied. We leaned in again to kiss and this time Darren wrapped his arms round me. I was right, his big strong arms meant he gave great hugs, he pulled me in tight to his fantastic and warm body and I just hugged back just as tight. Darren began to lean back, taking me with him on to the bed. We lay on our sides kissing for a minute or so before Darren began to rise up above me. He settled down on top of me, not once releasing his strong hug or soft kiss. I could feel the weight on top of me; my stiff cock was pushing in to his crotch; and I felt his cock in my groin too. I could tell his cock was a bit bigger than mine, but not too much. Our large bellies were touching eachother; his chubby thighs rested on my fat ones; and our juicy tits and nipples were touching. I ran my hands over his soft and smooth back, grasping at the skin now and than. I then drew my hands on to his side and under his body to his belly. I grabbed at the skin and stroked it too. Darren did not seem to mind me doing this, in fact he lifted his body up a bit so I could move my hands more easily. Darren release his kiss and looked at me. "Your gorgeous, James, I been dying to get my hands on you for a long time." I smiled and nodded, but kept moving my hands over his body. "My mum will be in the garden for awhile yet, you fancy going a bit further?" Darren asked me tentatively. I immediately nodded and grinned. Darren grinned back and then reached to his side to undo the towel around his waist, before throwing it on the floor. I couldn't believe it, I had the guy I had dreamed about for a ages on top of me, naked and with a hard cock between his legs. I looked down between Darren's legs and saw a gorgeous cock. It was cut and about 5 inches long, thick and with small tufts of pubic hair above it. The head was a deep red and had the shape of a mushroom to it. The skin was slightly darker than the rest surrounding him. His balls were large and dangled below his boy-dick. His cock was at about a 45 degree angle and nestled between two great big chubby thighs. It was amazing. "Your turn now, James." Darren told me. He reached for my towel and pulled it undone, so my cock was showing. He looked at my cock, which was 4 1/2 inches with some hair. My balls were tight to my body but large. "Nice!" Darren said to me grinning, "Can I grab it?" "Yeah!" I shouted loudly. Darren took my cock in his hand and stroked it a few times. He looked like he was examining it, getting a feel for it in his hand and looking at it intently. His grip was just right, firm but not too much. He began to slowly stroke my dick gently so that my foreskin retracted a little. Darren looked back up at me, straight in the eyes and then began to kiss me again. I was enjoying the feeling of his wet tongue and his warm and firm grip on my cock. I reached my hand down and took a hold of his hard boy-dick. I began to stroke it too. It felt great to feel his dick in my hand, it was hot from the blood that had gushed into. Darren shuddered a little when I ran my index finger over the mushroom of his cock, which was wet from precum. Darren stopped kissing me and let out a groan, and a began to breathe in quick, shallow breaths. His eyes were closed and his mouth open a little. i felt his warm breath on my cheek. His hand stopped stroking mine as he got taken up by the pleasure in his penis. I kept wanking him despite the fact he had stopped wanking me, just because I enjoyed the look on his and knowing that I was giving him pleasure. After all, this was the guy I had secretly fancied and stared at during Rugby practice. I placed my free hand on his side a gently pushed him off me and on to his side. His belly jiggled as he hit the mattress. I must admit, I did miss the feel of his weight on me, but I wanted to have more access to his body. I reached down between his juicy thighs and began to play with his smooth balls. The skin was a little wrinkled. I began to run my fingers gently along the inside of his legs and perineum that was now very warm. He let me know he was enjoying the feeling of it as he moaned quietly as I moved my fingers. I leaned in to kiss him again. This seemed to wake him up a little as he began to stroke my dick, which was still in his firm grasp. It felt great, and just right, that I was wanking another boy off and he was wanking me. I kept running my free hand over his body; across his fat and juicy arse cheeks; over his smooth and large belly; before settling on his chest, with its short and sparse hair and juicy tits and nipples. I used my index finger to rub his nipples that began to stand up and go stiff. Darren began to do the same to me. They tingled and heightened the pleasure in my cock. "I'm gonna cum James" Darren breathed heavily, before swallowing the spit that had gathered in his mouth from keeping it open with the pleasure he was feeling. He stopped stroking my penis but kept hold of it. Darren's cock suddenly swelled in my hand before releasing his warm cum over my hand, wrist and inside of my arm. Darren moaned with each pulse of his boy-dick. His knees jerked with each shot of cum. His cum was stringy and powerful, it went up to the crook of my elbow in long and thin strings. I looked down at his cock that was beginning to go soft in my hand. The head was glistening with pre-cum and cum. Some of it was drooling down the shaft of his great looking penis from the piss slit on his large mushroom. I wanked his cock a little more, but slowly. A bit more cum oozed out of his cock head but after that he asked me to stop as he felt like he was going to piss himself. I giggled at this and so did he. He thanked me and then kissed me again. His forehead glistened with sweat and he was breathing quickly. As he kissed me he began to stroke my cock again and play with my balls. He kneaded them between his finer and thumb gently, then grasp them firmly in his hand, though it didn't hurt, it just tingled and made me feel good. I was now the one with my eyes closed and mouth open. It felt so good. I turned over on to my back and Darren moved himself closer to me, laying his head on my chest. This was unexpected but I didn't mind at all, it felt good. I put my right arm around his back, resting my palm on his side as he was too round to reach his belly. "Wow, feels really nice that" I breathed. "James, when you cum, can I...taste it." He asked. "Sure, you do what you want" I said, not really caring what he did at this point. I felt the pressure in my balls build and the pleasure in my penis build, letting me know I was close to cumming. "Gonna cum, big man" I told Darren. Darren moved down the bed so his head was near my boy-dick. I opened my eyes as this was something I wanted to see. My cock pulsated and I felt the warm liquid rush to the piss slit and out on to my belly. It was a powerful few blasts at first, in globs, that landed on my belly. The rest landed in my tuft of pubic hair before my cum simply drooled out and down the shaft to the base of my cock. I cummed about 7 times in total, it felt amazing, way better than any wank I had ever had on my own before. Darren let go of my cock and put his mouth on my belly where the cum landed. He sucked the skin and cum into his mouth, taking the skin with him between his lips as he lifted his head, before the skin came out, making my belly move a bit. There was considerably less cum left on my belly than before. "How is it?" I asked him. "Not like I thought it would taste, but still nice! It is warm too, and a little salty,, think it dried my mouth out a bit too!" He replied, looking up at me smiling. "Thanks for that, Darren" "No probs, I mean, you did it for me" "Come here" I told him, pulling him up the bed towards me. It was him moving mainly that got him up the bed, he was a big lad so I was unsure I could have actually moved him. He was on his side, facing me. Darren's smooth and gorgeous belly was touching my sides. I kissed him passionately, and I could almost smell or taste my cum on his breathe. It didn't upset me though, I couldn't care after what we had just done. "Why don't you try tasting my cum?" Darren asked me after we stopped kissing, pointing at the long strings of cum on my left arm. "Okay" I replied. I lifted my arm up to my lips, paused for a moment before running my tongue along the skin. I tasted Darren's cum. It was no longer warm, salty yet was a little sweet too. It was stringy in my mouth but didn't feel bad at all. I swallowed it down my throat. "Not that bad I said, should try it again next time when it is still warm" I said, testing wether he wanted to do this again, I hoped he did. "You mean you wanna do this again? Cool!" Darren said. Darren kissed me again, making an over-the-top "MWA" sound before laughing again. He ten rested his head on my chest again, before using one hand to play with my left nipple. It felt good, just lying there with Darren resting on me, my arm hugging him tightly. After about 10 minutes, Darren gave me a hug with the strong arms of his, which felt fantastic, before telling me we had best get dressed before his mum comes back into the house. We both got dressed, smiling at eachother when we looked up, which was often as we both stared at eachother's bodies. I looked at the time and realised my mum would have been back by then, so made my goodbyes, told Darren I had a great time, that I would see him at school the next day, before giving him a kiss and big hug before I went. That was the first time me and Darren did stuff together. We are still good mates and messing about together, playing rugby and hiding from our mates that we fancy eachother like mad. Were both going away for a week with school next week to Prestatyn, we will be staying in the dorms with the other lads, its going to be awesome.