Date: Mon, 13 Dec 2010 11:37:58 -0800 (PST) From: Mike Subject: Study Partners Chapter 5 Here is the the continuation of the story. Ron's friend Randy joins us for a weekend. From this point on it becomes a mix of autobiography and fiction. Thanks to those of you who have written to share your enjoyment of my efforts. It's the only way I'll ever know its been read and enjoyed. Study Partners by savant Copyright 2010 Chapter 5 Now what convoluted lie could I tell my parents that would let me keep my promise to Ron? This was to be the most important lie I had ever woven and from my past failures I knew it would have to with stand at least a superficial inspection. So as I walked I went over scenario after scenario in my head deciding on a close variation of the truth. All night long I schemed and tightened my plan figuring I would began my lie sometime Saturday night after dad got home from work. Sometimes things are meant to be because before I could launch my clumsy plan mom came to me saying Ron's mom had called. At first those words scared the hell out of me but before I could panic my mom added... Did you know Betty, Ron's mom, was leaving on Tuesday for a three day business trip? I nodded yes as my mom continued, `well she asked if you could stay with Ron while she was gone.' It was surreal and I half listened as mom babbled things about Betty hearing from other parents that I was a great, studious, reliable sitter and since we had become friends I was the perfect choice and she would pay me a hundred dollars for the three days of supervision. Who was I to question the logic of having a 14 year old sit with a 13 year old so instead I smiled my good fortune while on the inside I was dancing? Life looked oh so rosy and then my hopes were dashed as my mom added that since we lived so close she too could help me by looking in on us from time to time. Damn that was the last thing I wanted as images of her finding out what Ron and I were doing crashed through my head. The next free moments I had with Ron were spent conspiring on how to insure our privacy. Ron was a genius because he said Betty was going to give my mom a set of keys to the house and all I had to do was steal them so without a way in my mom would have to call us before she came over. As crazy as in sounded it turned out all too easy. I had visions of sneaking into my parent's room in the dead of night and rummaging mom's purse but when Betty came over mom simply dropped the keys into a jacket pocket and then hug the jacket up in the hall closet as they sat down for coffee. Those keys disappeared seconds later. I still remember those keys dangling proudly from my hand as back in my room I showed Ron my handy work at petty theft. We laughed, giggled and with quick glances about to see if anyone was watching we kissed our happiness. Betty and mom finished their little chat and as Betty and Ron left I was given an envelope full of instructions, emergency numbers and emergency cash. Ron and I said good-bye as they headed home that Saturday night. Never before had time dragged as tortuously as it did waiting for Sunday and Monday to pass. What little stuff I needed I had stashed in my backpack leaning against my wall just waiting for me to grab it and run. Dawn came Tuesday morning I awoke with a raging hard on. Desperately I wanted to jack myself off but with a wicked smile I climbed from my bed and stood naked in front of my mirror staring at my own erection deciding not to touch myself. It was so difficult to fold my dick down my pant leg but I loved how sexually alive it made me feel. I knew it was only hours until I could be with naked with Ron, his flesh against mine. School came and around 10:00AM I looked up at a clock on the wall realizing Ron's mom was now on a plane. The remainder of the school day past in a haze as did the bus ride home. Ron and I talked and planned till it came to Ron's exit and as he got up to leave I whispered that I'd be over in minutes. The bus dropped me off, I ran in to the house grabbed my backpack and with a cheery bye I tried to leave. However, mom insisted on driving me the block or so to Ron's house, giving me a host of instructions on the way and thankfully kissed me good-bye with a final... `be sure to lock all the doors and stay safe.' I blew her a kiss and headed for Ron's door. My insides were screaming knowing that Ron and I had days of play ahead of us. Hell it might not just be Ron as he had said Randy was also coming over. I rang the door bell as I inserted the key into Ron's door letting myself in. Ron peaked over the upstairs railing as the door closed behind me and waved me up to his room. I took the stairs two at a time and would have stripped Ron right there and kissed him madly but I didn't know if he was alone. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his room. His music was blaring, stuff was spread out all over his bed and it was then I noticed Randy. I felt incredibly awkward wondering how to greet him. That was until I saw the look on Randy's face. He had a twisted little smile and interestingly enough when he said `hi' his eyes were focused on my crotch. That was both weird and exciting at the same time. Ron's laughter filled the room as he looked between us following Randy's gaze and saying, `Jeez Randy get your mind out of the gutter or at least let the two of us jump in there with ya.' Before I knew it Ron had slipped one arm around my waist and leaned in planting a kiss on my lips.... My eyes shot to Randy to see his reaction and I found his attention focused at the meeting of our lips with a heated blush on his face. On a whim I upped the ante by opening my mouth and darting my tongue into Ron's all the while holding Randy's gaze. It was wild because Randy's eyes dilated noticeably as he stared at our dueling tongues. Ron and I had entwined as soon as our kiss began but as Randy approached the two of us opened one side of our embrace making a welcoming spot for Randy. He slid between our open arms and was greeted by Ron with as deep a kiss as he had just shared with me. Now I was on the receiving end of a deep stare as Randy mischievously focused on me while he kissed Ron passionately. It took just micro-seconds until Ron clued in on the game Randy and I had started and not to be ignored he leaned into Randy and whispered into his ear. Randy's face broke into a broad smile as he nodded his agreement. Then the two of them leaned towards me and a heartbeat later we were locked in a three way kiss. Our heads tilted right and left as we tried to keep our lips and tongues in contact and then in the midst of all this wet exploration I felt hands lifting my shirt. I didn't hesitate for an instant and broke the kisses just long enough to let my shirt be pulled up over my head. I don't know if it was Ron or Randy that tossed it aside because I went back for more kissing. Lips and tongues darted over mine and I closed my eyes to drift off into a sexual fog at the sensuousness of what was happening. Hands worked my belt and I knew from how we were holding one another that Ron and Randy's hands had to be working together. Searing grazes danced over my exposed flesh as the two of them undid my belt and then slipped into the waist band of my jeans. My hard penis stretched up to greet those invading fingers as they also unsnapped and unzipped my jeans. Uncontrolled a mewled rasp of pleasure escaped my lips as together they slipped their hands into the waistband of my underwear. One on the left and the other on the right and in unison they shimmied both my jeans and shorts off my hips. I felt my cock bob free and expected either Ron or Randy to take hold of my bouncing shaft but neither did. Instead together they bent pushing my clothes lower and lower. I felt like a slut and loved it so I lifted one leg then the other to let those garments come off. Their faces were wondrously close to my cock and I just knew they were both going to suck me but neither of them even touched my wickedly hard dick. Those bastards!!! They had me naked and then stepped back arms around each others waist and they just stared at my naked body. Randy turned his head kissing Ron's neck then whispering into his ear. I've never felt so uncomfortable in my life. Here I was naked, vulnerable and with the two of them so intimate I felt like an outsider. Ron's head nodded affirmatively to whatever it was Randy had whispered and then I heard Ron say.... `Dance for us Mike.' I stared at them dumbfounded trying to decide if they were kidding or serious when Ron forcefully restated his demand with an emphases on the word `Dance' making it more of a command... `DANCE for us Mike!!' I stood there with a cold sweat breaking out on my back feeling my hard on fading feeling humiliated. What was I to do? Ron reached out turning the dial on his stereo sliding through the stations. He passed one and then went back to a sultry soft jazz station. I stood there not really knowing what to do. Should I fight back? Should I run or should I just do as Ron commanded? Inside I was fighting for control when I noticed Randy's smirk and almost erupted violently. Caught between fight or flight a mental image of what this must look like flashed through my mind. One naked boy the focal point for two other dressed bullying play mates and that was when I calmed enough to hear the music. Oh that calm lasted for only a breath before my body reacted on its own. That vision returned the iron to my cock and along with the rehardening came an impish understanding that I actually liked being forced to do sexual things. A welcome warm shudder seemed to start deep in my core as I began to sway. I had passed over some invisible hump and fully embraced the roll I was asked... no `told' to play and decided to make this as sexy for not only Randy and Ron but for me too. If I was to be a play toy I was going to enjoy every nasty sordid second of it. I let the music take me and allowed my body to move in the sweet rhythm of seduction. I moved in a fever every sensitive nerve alive and tingling as I danced. This was so far out of character for me but I embraced the role shamelessly. My hips swung in gentle arcs as I moved trying to recreate the fluid motions of the hula I watched in Hawaii. I ached with desire and let that drive my steps. Somehow the music, my arousal and the locked looks from Ron and Randy had me deep in a place of steamy swing. I could dance having been forced by my mom to take ballet with my sisters until I rebelled. Now however, I was glad for that experience because my body and its sinuous play had enraptured my two tormentors. I lost myself in the pure exhibitionism of being naked, free and gracefully roguish in front of my friends. I drank in the stupefied lust driven looks of Ron and Randy and passed into a place of warm satisfaction. I loved this! My world was one of sensual music and movement. The humiliation had passed and now I gamboled in the mixed emotions of lust and sensuality. The worries of my youth faded away as these seconds became all about interpreting my naked joy. Ron and Randy were hazy shadows frozen in open desire and they mirrored every tilt and gentle turn of my body. Their level of homosexual want was written in every move they made and each shift of their eyes as the followed my body. Sometimes they watched my whole form while at times the focused in on specific parts and I thrilled every time my sex became the object of their open desire. Still tuned to the music I reached out and took Randy's hand... Smiling wickedly to myself I chose Randy because he was new and unexplored and to punish Ron for thinking he could command me. Randy was as easy to move as wafting an insubstantial fairy mist. He had lost all resistance to the open sexuality of my naked cavort. Randy looked into my eyes and I could see how deep his gay trance ran. He moved with me as I reached out for his other hand and he swayed with me. A tender pull and he willingly melted into my arms. Still moving with the music my hands found his sides. With a pastel soft touch I guided his hips into dipping and wiggling in a sultry figure eight pattern and once he took control of the motion I grasped the lower edge of his shirt. In time with our jig I pulled it up and off. Randy never lost the rhythm as he raised his arms in passive acceptance. My hands came back to his sides with a lightness of touch created from the sensuous sea the three of us had created. His flesh was warm and soft as I burned touching Randy's sides for the first time. It only got better when he reached out and rested his straightened arms on my shoulders folding in hands inward to let his fingers lightly tease the back of my neck. I looked into his face only to find his head looking down as my cock moved in unsyncopated time to those of the dance. Randy looked up into my eyes and I felt my body respond with a deep longing. We swayed with the music an arms length apart. He was bare foot and shirtless and lost in the mood of the moment I caressed his torso using a touch that barely made contact. Once our eyes locked they refused to separate even when my almost non-existent touch tickled his sides or neared his underarms. Instead of a giggle or jump Randy's body rolled in a gentle shiver. One hand brushed the denim of his jeans and I rolled it over to run in down his zipper line in search of the bulge I knew was there. Randy's eyes fluttered as I became bolder and more insistent in my hunt. `Ahhhhhh' escaped Randy's lips when having found his thickened rod within his pants I caressed its jean covered length. His hips pressed into my touch until my hand had almost no room to move. Our hips had come together and yet we still leaned apart with our shoulders. It was then a subtle hint of a musky cologne wafted over me. Randy must have dabbed some onto himself. He smelled wonderful. It was my turn to become mesmerized and it was that scent that took me. My eyes fluttered and my hands went to the button of Randy's jeans finding button after button. Randy wore 501's and as the last button opened my hands returned to his hips and pushed at his open jeans nudging them down a slight bit. They hug loose and open barely clinging to him. I followed the line between his nipples over his belly button to the v'ed opening of his pants. The sharp line as his flesh transitioned from a the deep tan of his belly to the pale white of untanned flesh held me transfixed. Randy wasn't wearing any thing under his jeans. The music changed and time seemed to freeze as the two of us held each other. Rarely but every so often fate conspires to make a perfect moment and as we danced against one another an old jazz favorite added words to the magic.... "There were chills up and down my spine, Yes there're thrills I can't define, How long has this been going on?" Randy and I came together in a kiss and out of the corner of my eye I saw Ron with his dick out of his pants. His eyes were fixed on the two of us me naked, hard and Randy shirtless with his pants open. This stepped the level of my arousal up many notches. I kissed Randy deeply while making deep eye contact with Ron it was wickedly depraved and I pushed my hands into Randy's jeans nudging them over the cheeks of his ass. Ron followed every salacious bit of it. Knowing Ron watched I brought one hand around to Randy's front knowing Ron would know exactly what I was searching for. It took only a touch to realize the Randy was the largest of the three of us. His girth was wondrous thick his length slightly longer than my own. How did a boy a year younger than I have such a cool cock. I smiled at that thought because in my state of mind to be cool a cock only had to be hard. Still the manly thickness in Randy's cock felt perfect! More that stroking I was squeezing it feeling its flesh rebound to the pressure of my fist and this was when the tenuous hold his jeans had on his waist failed. On their own his jeans fell inches. I back up to take in a full view of Randy's sex and that was when I noticed something I felt but did not register. Randy had no pubic hair at all. That thick rod sprang from a perfectly smooth pink root. As I watched Randy stepped on one of the legs of his jeans pulling his leg and foot free then he alternated the process and stood before my naked. Our bodies came back together. Our kiss punctuated by the searing warmth of his sinfully thick member. I pressed myself against Randy forcefully relishing in the mixing of our maleness. His scent dizzying as our lips locked and tongues explored. I bathed myself in the sultry heat of arousal and knew there was more to have so I beckoned Ron over. Randy and I parted to allow a space for Ron and as he approached he tossed his clothes away. I did a double take as his bareness partially registered then a full gawk told me his sparse patch of pubic hair was gone. How magnificent he looked with the vision of his pale erection undistracted by extraneous hair. As he neared I ran my hand over the spot where that patch used to be and found it wantonly silky and with my other hand I checked where Randy would have had his patch. Both were smooth and invitingly soft. Using this opportunity I did something I had only dreamt of... holding two cocks in my hands. Looking at Ron I asked. When did you shave? Why did you shave? And that was when both Ron and Randy each took my hands. I shaved Randy just a few hours ago because I was feeling dirty and wanted to see how young he look without a sign of maturity. Looking at Randy's dick I thought to myself that with his thick dick it would be hard to think of him as younger even shaved completely bald as he was. However looking at Ron I saw instantly what he had meant because his smaller cock did make him look very young indeed and somehow that really lit me up. The two of them lead me to the bath room where they had left all the shaving gear. I hesitated for only a second wondering how I'd ever explain this to my parents if they saw me naked and knew at the same time that would never happen because once I started maturing I had become very self conscious about my body. Giggling to myself I amended that to self conscious at home any way. Ron took a wash cloth and ran hot water through it as Randy backed my ass up against the counter. Ron rang the cloth out and laid it over my dick.