Strange Boy 2

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Part 2

I didn't see Paul for a few days but when I did, he had climbed up the side of the house and come in through my window. It was way after midnight.

I didn't hear him until I opened my eyes and saw him leaning over me. "Tommy.... Come on, get dressed."

I looked at him from my warm bed. "Why."

"I don't know, just get dressed."

I pulled off my pajamas and put on yesterday's clothes and then followed Paul out the window. He waited for me on the ground while I slid down the side of the house.

Like fugitives, we were two boys running off into the night. When we stopped to catch our breath, Paul was laughing.

"What's so funny?"

He contained it just long enough to say, "Do you really wear pajamas to bed?"

He laughed some more and then continued on the run. I didn't know where I was going I was just following him. We went through a small wood and then through a hole in a wire fence that lead into a field that was cluttered with old rusting machinery. A full moon was rising making everything surreal and mystical like a far away planet. In the middle of the field was a derelict car with four flat tires and a crumpled rear end. It was a big car like in the olden days. It was the sort they don't make anymore. Paul opened the door and we both slid into a broad front seat. The dash was vast and silvery like jewels. I imagined that we were in a rocket ship.

I looked over at Paul and saw that he had already pushed his pants down and was playing with his penis. "It's totally safe here, no one ever comes here."

He smiled at me and said, "We can do anything."

Saying that lit a fire inside of me.

With his pants crushed down around his ankles he turned towards me displaying his incredibly stiff cock. "Lick it."

Willingly, I leaned forward and took it into my mouth. I felt his hands tugging and pulling at my hair, his fingers tickling my ears.

He pulled back a little and said, "No, I meant, lick my balls."

When I did he began jerking off.

I was completely happy doing whatever he wanted. I thought silently to myself, Why is this so wonderful?

We stopped and took off the rest of our clothes until we were naked. Although I was more curious about the intimacy of head to head, Paul was most comfortable in what he called 69 where we each had a cock to suck.

I like how Paul smelled. Neither one of us had gotten to the self-conscious age where we used deodoran. His underarms really didn't have much of a smell. He was not all clean like soap from a bath, which he only took when he was forced to. It was the scent of a boy. It was warm and nutty and intoxicating. It was especially so between his legs. I wondered, did I smell like that to him? Paul wasn't shy about my butt hole why should I be shy about his? The scent of this part of him was even more intense. I imitated Paul and stuck my tongue in but being unsure, quickly withdrew.

Paul sat up. "Do you jerk off yet?"

We were both hard as can be. "No, just with you."

"Do you ever cum?"

I said, "What do you mean?"

"Oh, so you haven't. You know, you're supposed to do it every day."

Paul made me lay the length of the old car's front seat and be began playing with my cock.

"Ok, you have to relax and give it up and don't hold back or anything. Remember, just let it go."

I had no idea what he was talking about.

He started stroking my penis up and down gradually going a little faster.

I was very happy with someone like Paul paying me all this attention. He tickled my balls and pushed my legs apart and all the time going faster and faster. It felt so good and it was intensified because it was forbidden and dirty to do what we were doing. He wet his finger and ran it around and around my butt hole. He spread my legs further and elevated them so that he could push his finger in and out of my butt hole while continuing to jerk me off. The feeling was so intense that I thought that maybe I should stop but Paul wouldn't let me. He kept doing it and doing it.

I started to moan and Paul whispered into my ear, "You're getting close, I can tell. Tommy, let it happen."

Then I felt his tongue. I was afraid because I was beginning to lose control. Like a ride in an amusement park I was soaring too high and suddenly there was a soft explosion from deep inside of me that spread out to my toes and fingers tips. I must have cried out because when I regained focus, Paul was comforting me.

"Wow.. I never had anything like that before."

He laughed and almost giggled. "Ok, you relax because It's my turn."

He gently turned me over on my belly and then climbed on top of me.

In a soft voice he said, "Reach around and pull your butt open."

When I did he pushed his cock up my butt and started going at it. I lay quietly and content while he did it. Like when he was jerking me off he started going faster and faster. Now I understand what the grunting and the chaos was about. Now I understand what cumming was and when Tommy did it I felt it and now it had much more meaning to me.

It was beginning to get light. Tommy asked me. "Do you think you can find your way back?"

I nodded yes.

We parted but before he got to far away he turned and said, "Tommy, I'll come get you tomorrow night, just be sure to leave your window open.

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