Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2001 05:03:45 +0800 From: Kel Marvel Subject: sex with best friend 7 (young friends) Story By: Max Told By: Max Sex With Best Friend 7 ---------------------experimenting ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Please don't read if you are under age, not supposed to, your head is chopped off, you are being stalked, or just don't want to. ;-) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tony watched a few more seconds, then left. 'I wonder what I am now. Does this make me gay? Bisexual? What?' Tony thought to himself. He set off to Bobby's house. He wanted to do a little "experiment" on him, to see if Bobby would let him be his boyfriend. He really liked Bobby. Bobby was a 12 year old friend of his. They chilled together alot. Bobby wasn't a bad looking guy. He had brown eyes, brown hair with dyed blond streaks through it, a few muscles, and a 6-pack on the way. Tony realized that he now wanted a friend. A boyfriend, that is. It was weird for him, because he had been straight for as long as he can remember, and now all of a sudden he was wanting a boyfriend. *Knock knock knock* Tony was at Bobby's house. The door opened. "Hey Tony! Come in, dude!" Bobby said to him. "Thanks." Tony accepted. "What have you been up to?" Bobby asked. "Not much, just slept over at Max's house last night." "Did ya have fun?" "Well, yeah, in a twisted sorta way." "That's good. So what do ya wanna do?" "Let's go to your room." Tony suggested. "Ok, but I warn you, it'll look like a tornado hit! And whatever you do, stay away from the closet. If you open it... Avalanche!" They both laughed. They went and opened the door to a nice room. The room didn't look anything like Bobby said it would. "My mom musta cleaned it. That's comming outta my allowance, for sure! But I'm serious about the closet, man." Bobby joked. Tony sat down on Bobby's bed. "Come here, I gota tell you something." Tony said, getting ready for whatever was to come. Bobby came and sat next to him. "Bobby, I came over here... well, I came to..." Tony moved his head closer to Bobby's. Bobby looked at Tony with a confused look. As Tony's lips were less than an inch apart from Bobby's, Bobby jumped back. "I, uh, I gotta go." Tony ran out of the room. "Tony, WAIT!" Bobby screamed. Tony was long gone. Bobby changed out of his dirty clothe and put on fresh ones. He then went to Tony's house which was 1 block away. *Ding Dong* Bobby rang the doorbell. No answer. *Ding Dong* *Ding Dong* Still, no answer. "Crap." Bobby muttered. He slowly turned and walked home. (((((((______------*------______))))))) BOBBY'S POINT OF VIEW (((((((______------*------______))))))) I was watching TV. Someone knocked on the door. I turned off the TV and answered. It was Tony. Me and Tony hung out a lot. I always snuck looks at him when he wasn't looking. He was a good looking guy! "Hey, Tony! Come in, dude!" I said to him. He said thanks and came in. I asked him what he's been up to and we started talking about a sleepover he had last night with some dude named Max. He said that he had fun in a twisted way. I asked him what he wanted to do, and he said that he wanted to go to my room. I made jokes about my room, then we went up to it. To our surprise, my mom cleaned it before she went to the supermarket. I made more jokes and then Tony sat on my bed. He asked me to come and sit next to him. I did. 'Could this be the moment I've been waiting for?' I thought to myself. He said that he came over to-- he paused. He started to get closer to me, like people do before they kiss. Holy crap! This hott guy was trying to kiss me! Would I do it right? Would we use tongues? I thought of all kind of stuff at once. I jumped back for no apparent reason, and then Tony said he had to go. Shit! That was the last thing I wanted him to do. I gave him the wrong reaction. I was so screwed! "Tony, WAIT!" I screamed out, but he totally ignored me. He ran out and didn't even look back. Crap! I changed and went to his place. I rung the bell about 3 times. Either he wasn't home, or he just didn't wanna answer the door for me. "Crap." I mumbled to myself. I turned and went home, ashamed of myself. Maybe when I see him again, I'll give him the reaction I wanted to give him this time. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Send comments to king@umpire.com and I'll write back! I'll only continue this story if I get lots of email saying I should. Thanks! -Max ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~