Date: 28 Jul 2002 11:44:36 -0000 From: 'Anonymous Coward' Subject: sex-at-last Don't read this if it will contaminate you. If you're underage, innocent, scared by sex, or have monsters under your bed, go away and don't look back. The entire story is fictional and is made up slightly based on what is true in my life, almost entirely on my fantasies. Any resemblance to real people is all in your mind. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- One more crappy day of school. Time to get up. I got out of bed, got through the shower, dried off a bit, came back into the room. I stopped in front of the mirror and looked at my naked body. I wasn't a bad looking boy. Hell, pretty good looking, in fact - 14 years old, 5'7" or so, bright blond hair, green eyes, a damn nice face, an even, light golden tan, pretty skinny but not bony body, muscular but not really buff - and not a hair to be found aside from my head. Funny thing about me, I guess. No pubic hairs, no leg hair, no nothing; just bare skin. What's more, I was gay, and being almost 15, I knew it well. I fantasized a lot about several guys in my class. Never had "fooled around" with anyone, though. Guess I masturbated enough to compensate for it, as I'd been doing since I was 11 or 12. There I stood, naked, standing tall. I stroked my dick a bit. It started standing up pretty quickly. Before I knew it, I had a full-on boner, and a couple drops of precum on the tip. I reached down, wiped that stuff off with an index finger, closed my eyes, and tasted. God, that stuff tasted good. But no time to stall - better finish wacking off before school starts. I stood there and stroked it. I leaned back, lay partly on the foot of the bed, and kept going until I came. I fantasized about a bunch of boys. Man, I was starved for sex. I needed it. I caught as much sperm as I could with my left hand, wiped up most of what was left, and swallowed that too. Good stuff. Sticky, though. I did this most times I jacked off, and that could make it so that my own sperm could be considered a significant part of my regular diet. God how I loved it. God how I wished I could taste someone else's. I wanted more sperm. I lay there for a second, then went back into the bathroom and washed off. Got dressed, went to school, one more day of meaningless crap, waiting to get laid. At some point in the day, Alex came up to me. Oh man was he sexy. Of all the guys in my class, he was probably the one I fantasized about most. Similar to myself physically, really... little or no body hair as far as I could tell. Similar build, light brown hair, brown eyes... maybe by conventional standards I could be considered slightly better looking than him, but I sure didn't think so. He was a god when I masturbated. Not just really fucking sexy, but pretty nice too. A little taller than me. He was wearing some of those sports shorts - you know, the really flexible, sorta shiny, silky kind. Those were great. Just made me want to stroke those upper legs. Then he said something to me. We had been planning to go to a movie after school with another guy in the class, but for some reason the other guy couldn't come... so it would just be us two, is that okay? Oh boy, was it ever! Guaranteed to sit next to this guy for two hours - hell yes! Got through the rest of the day more or less normally, then we went to the movie theater. Don't know what the movie was, just another piece-of-crap Hollywood horror or action flick most likely. We got our tickets and food and went into the theater. I pointed to some seats a fair bit farther to the back than usual, and he nodded. That was going to be nice. Nobody behind us, not many people in there, just an afternoon showing. Oh yes, this was going to be good, sitting next to this beautiful teenage boy. I just hoped I could conceal the boner I was sure to have for the duration, just being there with him. Maybe ten minutes into the movie, I did something. I don't know why, but I sometimes did this when next to a guy I really like - some combination of idle hoping and a desire to be closer to the boy. All it was was that I moved my leg. I was on his left, and I kinda swung my right leg just slightly over toward him. Not enough to really mean anything - for all he knew I might not have even noticed that I did it. But then - he did the same in response. The same way I did, so chances were it still didn't mean anything, he was just moving his leg, it had nothing to do with me... but still, I could try. I swung my leg a little farther in - and so did he! And then I realized that his leg was touching mine. Oh, wow. Could this possibly be what I wanted it to be? God, yes, please! I went for it. After a couple moments, I moved my foot a little so that more of our legs were touching. And then that was it. He moved his leg so it was over mine. Over it! The bottom of his thigh was sitting on the top of mine. God this was great! A bit slow-going, but clearly we were both unsure as to whether the other one of us really meant this to be sexual - but by now, how much doubt could there be? I idly placed my hand on his knee, and that did it. His hand went for my upper thigh, so close to my dick I almost came right there. "Guess that settles any questions we might have had, then," he said softly, and smiled at me. We petted each other's legs for a moment, then I said, "We can go to my house - there's probably nobody home." He looked at me. "Sure." We left, raced out of the movie theather. We were already within quick walking distance of my place, so we ran over, trying to hide our rock-hard cocks that were straining against our shorts. We reached my house, I went in calmly and shouted, "I'M HOME!" ...No answer. I beckoned for him to follow me in, we ran right into my bedroom, and he was on top of me. Ripping off my clothes, his head went straight for my cock. I yanked his body around, got his shirt and shorts and socks off, and saw those legs right over my head. Damn. His boxers were still on. So thin I could see the silhouette of his dick, straining like hell against them. I pulled them to his feet, yanked them off, and found his dick positively dripping precum. I grabbed his beautiful, smooth, tanned ass, rubbed it for a second, and then brought my mouth up to his dick. I licked the tip slowly, taking in the precum, and then I took his whole cock in my mouth - and just as I did, I came. But that didn't stop me - I kept sucking, and there we were in a 69 position, Alex swallowing my huge bursts of cum, me taking in his, over and over again, tasting so good, wishing it could never stop. It was a mess of skin and dicks and sperm - the best sex, the only sex I had had in my life. As quickly as it had begun, it was over. He rolled off me, and we lay next to each other, face up, facing opposite directions, on the bed. "Let's keep doing this," he said. "Definitely," I said. --------------- Like it? Hate it? Comments, criticisms, suggestions, whatever, to: ceci_nest_pas@devil.com I'd love to get your input of any kind, don't be shy, write write write! :)