Date: Sun, 17 Jun 2012 14:30:34 +0200
From: oh-boy@playful.com
Subject: Thanksgiving-Surprise-2

Hi folks, here's the second chapter, finally. And of course, being the
romantic sop that I am, it has to turn into a love story now. So you have
been warned...

As always I'd love to hear what the story did for you or any other comments
you may have. Send them to oh-boy@playful.com.

Enjoy!

Oliver
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Thanksgiving Surprise 2

I was dreaming of a cute boy. What else? And I was watching the boy doing
what boys like to do best, giving his hard cock the loving treatment it
deserved. And I knew that there was something decidedly strange about the
situation. I felt a little like I did when I used to jack off myself when I
was twelve, always afraid of getting caught at something forbidden, as if I
shouldn't really be there with this kid. And as I watched the boy writhe
and buck up his hips while he was stroking his dick his grunting got louder
and louder, and then I woke up.

But the grunting was still there and so were the slurping sounds of a fist
on a dick slick with precum. I opened my eyes and turned my head in the
direction of the noises. And there was Toby, sitting on his bed, looking at
me and just starting to shoot his cum on the floor between our beds.

For a second I was dumbstruck. I realized why I had a funny guilty feeling
about the boy in my dreams. Because he was the boy whose I cum I saw flying
through the air towards me right now, Paul's little brother. And he was
supposed to still be a kid, not an extremely sexy guy who made my dick
spring up hard so fast it almost hurt.

At least he had the good grace to blush heavily when had finally come down
from his orgasmic high and saw me looking at him. "Oh, you're awake. Oh
man, sorry, but when I woke up and looked over at you, you know, lying
there naked and all, that was just too hot. I mean, I was hard anyway, so I
just had to, well..."

I had to laugh at the way he was so embarrassed all of a sudden, after the
way he had been coming on to me for the last two days. But I have to admit
I also felt a certain pride that this kid would think I looked hot.

I grinned at him. "Hey, don't worry, I'm glad you liked what you saw." I
sat up against the headboard of the bed, my sheet still covering my own
boner, and looked over at him as he sat there, his skin golden in the
morning light filtering in through the blinds, his dick between his long
legs still oozing the last drops of his cum. I had to swallow as I ran my
eyes over his beautiful body, so obviously not that of a little kid
anymore.

My right hand involuntarily crawled under the sheet and took hold of my hot
dick. At that moment I realized that the time for pretending was over. This
kid was not Paul's "baby brother", this kid was one hot guy and there was
no way to deny the effect he was having on me. So I looked at the tent my
dick was making of my sheet and then over at Toby. "I guess looking at you
seems to have the same effect on me." Then I grabbed the sheet with my left
hand and pulled it off, revealing my hard-on and my right hand beginning to
massage it.

Toby smiled widely as he looked down at my dick. Then he looked me in the
eyes again and his expression got a little more sober. "Can I do it for you
this time? Please? It's only fair after last night, isn't it?"

Once more my conscience piped up for a second. Or maybe it wasn't my
conscience as much, because I definitely didn't see any harm in what we
were doing, especially since Toby seemed more than eager, but more the fear
of what might happen if anyone found out. But once more a look at this sexy
teenager was enough to make up my mind. I would simply let things happen
and enjoy what was coming, as long as I was sure it wasn't going to hurt
Toby in any way.

So I grinned at him as I took my hand off my dick. "Ok, help yourself. Or
help me... or whatever..." I didn't really think about what I was saying
anymore because by now Toby, grinning widely, had kneeled down next to my
bed and was running his finger over my dickhead, spreading the precum that
I was oozing all over it. Then he took hold of my dick with his whole hand
and started jacking me off seriously. The feeling of Toby's hand on my
shaft sent a spark through me. I managed to look at him once more, thinking
how incredible it was that this gorgeous boy was so intent on giving me
this kind of pleasure, then I had to close my eyes and throw my head back
as the waves of ecstasy took me away.

I slipped deeper and deeper into this blissful space where there is nothing
but sex, waves running through my body from my dick as Toby ran his fist up
and down it. Then he put his other hand on my thigh, slipped it to the
inside and started caressing me there. He ran his hand higher up and
lightly grabbed my balls, squeezing them very lightly with every downstroke
of his fist on my dick. Much too soon I felt I was getting close, and then
my orgasm struck and I started cumming hard and long, and it felt
wonderful.

When I finally caught my breath and my brain started working again the
little guilty feeling from my dream started to crawl back in also. But when
I opened my eyes and saw Toby next to me, still holding my dick and
grinning at me from ear to ear, I finally buried that guilt and decided
that making this kid this happy - and getting made happy along the way -
could not possibly be wrong.

So I smiled back at him and said, "Oh man, that's the way to start a day."

Still grinning he got up. "Yeah, could do that every day." Then he held out
his hand to pull me up. "Guess we should get cleaned up and go
downstairs. I think I smell breakfast."

And indeed, when we got downstairs the others were already there. We joined
them and started making plans for the day. In the end we spent most of it
at the beach, just having fun. Now that I had got my head around the fact
that Toby was indeed a legitimate object of desire I had a hard time
keeping my eyes off him. And I caught him looking at me almost every time I
looked at him, and every time we couldn't help but grin at each other. I
just hoped that nobody would notice anything, although I did seem to see
Laura look at me with a quizzical look on her face once or twice. She
didn't say anything though, so I soon forgot all about it.

We all went out for dinner later, and after we got back Toby got really
tired all of a sudden, yawning very obviously every few seconds. Finally
his mother asked him why he didn't just go to bed, and Toby, grinning at
me, readily agreed. As he reached the stairs and turned around to say
goodnight everybody was looking at him, and I gave him a small wink and
quickly touched my watch and then held up five fingers to signal I'd be up
in five minutes. Toby understood and grinned again.

I finally managed to make my departure inconspicuously about ten minutes
later. When I got to Toby's room I locked the door behind me and turned
around. And there was Toby right in front of me, naked, and he started
ripping my shirt off me. He didn't say a word, just looked at me with
hungry eyes as he kneeled before me, opened my fly and pulled down my pants
and boxers. Of course my dick didn't need to be asked and sprang up
immediately at the sight of him. And before I had even stepped out of my
pants Toby had already opened his mouth and gone down on me.

I was totally caught by surprise by his intensity and by the fact he would
actually do this to me. But I didn't complain and let him suck me, enjoying
the feeling of his hot mouth on my dick, his tongue running over my glans,
the slurping noises he was making. After a few minutes of this I softly
grabbed his hair and pulled him off me. I pulled him up und said, "My
turn." Then I finally got rid of the rest of my clothes and pushed Toby
over to my bed.

For a second I looked down on this incredible naked sexy boy on the bed
looking up at me expectantly, his dick pointing up, glistening with precum
and shaking slightly with his heavy breathing. Then I bent down and took
that beautiful tool into my mouth. The taste of his dick and the smell of
his crotch after a long day, that delicious intoxicating boy sweat smell,
almost brought me over the edge right there. But I held on and started to
really go to work on him. Before long I heard him moan and felt him writhe
underneath me.

I couldn't help myself at that point, I had to grab my own dick and start
jacking. And as Toby finally groaned deeply and started shooting his cum
down my throat, I also came heavily, pumping my own stuff onto the bed next
to him.

When my orgasm subsided a bit I sucked the last drops of his sweet stuff
from his dick and then let it slip from my mouth. Toby still had his eyes
closed and was breathing heavily. Then he opened them and looked at me with
a look of pure bliss. I got up and Toby's eyes slipped to my own dick which
was also still leaking a few drops.

His face fell a bit. "Hey, I wanted to do that."

I laughed. "Sorry, but you were just so incredibly hot when you came, I
couldn't stop it."

He sat up, took a deep breath and smiled again. "Well, too bad. This was
fantastic. I mean, incredible. I've never come so hard in my life. I owe
you one, I guess." He looked around himself. "Oh man, look at the mess we
made on your bed." He got up and walked to the closet. "Here, I think there
are a couple of fresh sheets in here." He handed them to me and I pulled
the wet ones from my bed.

A couple of minutes later we were both in our own beds. I looked over at
Toby and once again couldn't believe how young and beautiful he looked. And
then I just had to ask, "Hey, you gotta tell me. Did you plan all this? I
mean, when you started to come on to me, how could you expect me to go
along?"

Toby grinned. "Hey, I knew all about you. I overheard Paul and Laura talk
about you a couple of months ago when they came over to our place over the
weekend for Dad's birthday. Guess Pauly didn't think I was old enough to be
at risk from you when he suggested we share a room."

"So you just decided you were old enough to be a risk for me then?"

"I'll be fifteen next month, I'm old enough alright." He grinned some
more. "I thought, here's my chance to finally do stuff I only ever dreamed
about. I mean, I've known that I'm gay for years, though nobody else knows
yet. And I'd seen your picture on Paul's Facebook page so I knew you're
cute." Now he blushed. "So I just took the chance, I mean, what do I have
to lose?"

I also felt my face get a little hot at his compliment. Toby smiled at that
and said, "I was so glad when I realized that you liked what you saw..."

I smiled back at him. "Yeah, I do. You're one sexy specimen. And almost
fifteen, hm? I guess when I think back at the time I was that age, that's
only three or four years ago, that's not really such a long time. And I
remember what I was like, I would have loved to have had a chance like
this. I never got the sex I needed back then."

Toby yawned and grinned again. "Well, we can make up for that now, can't
we?"

I also had to yawn. "Yeah, but let's keep it for tomorrow, OK? I'm really
tired now."

He yawned again. "Yeah, me too. Too bad. OK, night."

I went to sleep feeling very happy and content, looking forward to more fun
with my sexy young friend.

In the morning we were woken up by Paul knocking on the door. "Hey Toby,
Mom wants you to go into town with her and help her with the shopping. Drag
your ass out of bed and get going, will ya?"

I looked over as Toby sat up and blearily looked back at me. He rubbed his
eyes and called back, "Yeah, OK, give me five minutes." Then he swung his
legs out of bed and pulled his sheet aside. I saw that he was rock hard. He
sadly looked down at his boner and then over at me, making a face which
clearly said that if he had had his way he would definitely have liked to
do something other than go shopping with his mother.

But there was nothing we could do about that now that we knew the others
were waiting downstairs, so Toby went and got into the shower. At least he
left the door open again and I got to watch him, even if he didn't have the
time or leisure to give me the kind of show he had when he still worked
hard at getting me all excited about himself. When he was done he got
dressed quickly and opened the door to leave the room. He hesitated for a
second, giving me a look I hadn't seen on him before. His eyes didn't show
the lust I had usually seen there, but rather something more tender, almost
melancholic. I couldn't really read him at this moment.

Then he grinned and said, "Well, I guess I'll have to wait for tonight to
pay you back. See ya later."

I took my time getting ready for the day, still glowing a little from last
night's sex, still amazed that this kid could make me feel that way. When I
got downstairs Laura, Paul and Paul's dad were discussing the plans for the
day. Paul's dad suggested going to an antique car show nearby and although
Laura grumbled a bit we decided to go. By the time we got going it was
almost noon and we didn't get back until about 5:00.

When we got back Toby sat outside with his laptop computer. When he saw us
he jumped up and grinned at me widely. I had the feeling he was about to
come running over but he checked himself and just called out a greeting to
all of us.

After dinner we decided to go see a movie. We decided on MIB3 and Toby was
allowed to come along if we promised to get him back home by 11. In the
theater it worked out that Toby and I sat a few seats apart, even though
Toby tried his best to get in next to me. But Paul and Laura sort of
scooted into the row right after me and it would have looked funny if we
had asked to change seats since we didn't have any reason we could have
given. Toby looked across at me and made a funny sad face once before the
lights went out and I had to laugh.

On the ride back Toby and I sat in the back of the car again. But now, in
contrast to earlier when we had driven into town, it was dark. And as soon
as we had left the parking lot I felt Toby take my hand. He threaded his
fingers into mine and squeezed. I was completely surprised and looked over
at him. I couldn't see much but in the little light that came from the
dashboard I thought I saw him smile at me. And now I was utterly confused
again. Toby's touch sent a warm shiver through me and all of a sudden I
felt something other than just the lust for the sex crazed teenager he had
been last night. I squeezed back and also smiled back at him, but deep
inside I felt uneasy again about where this was going.

We got back to the house by 10:30 and stood outside for a little
while. Laura suggested taking a little walk as this was our last evening at
the cabin and she didn't feel like going to bed yet. Paul agreed and they
asked me to come along. I stole a glance over at Toby, thinking that we
could actually use our last evening better but not really knowing what to
say without causing suspicion.

But Toby immediately said, "Yeah, let's do that. I'll come too."

So we all went, Laura and Paul walking ahead, Toby and I behind, and at
first we all talked about the movie we had just seen. After a little while,
as we calmed down a little and began to enjoy the evening air, Toby started
to walk a bit slower so that soon enough Laura and Paul were a good way
ahead of us. It was really dark, the only light coming from the stars, and
finally we could hardly see the other two anymore.

Toby was very quiet and I was beginning to wonder what was going on when
all of a sudden he took my hand and stopped walking. I turned around to
look at him and he pulled me close, wrapped his arms around me and kissed
me. For a second I was stiff with the surprise of his sudden move. But
feeling him so close, holding me, I instinctively put my arms around him
also and opened up to his insistent tongue. We kissed for a little while
and I felt a wonderful warm feeling spread all through me.

But pretty soon I broke the kiss and said, "Hey Toby, this is really great
and all, but what..." I looked at him and didn't even really know what to
say.

At first Toby didn't say anything either. In the little light that came
from the sky I saw him look at me with a strange expression. Then he
swallowed. "I don't know. I know this was all about sex and all. And that's
all I really wanted. But then..." He looked away and swallowed again. "All
day when I wasn't with you all I could think about was you. And that I
couldn't stand not to be with you." He looked me in the eyes again. "Nate,
I think I fell in love with you."

Now it was my turn to swallow hard. I felt a shiver run through me, and I
would have liked nothing more than to pull him back into my arms and never
let him go. But I knew I couldn't do that. I took a step back from
him. "Toby, this can't happen. I mean, we're going back to college
tomorrow. And you're going back home with your mom and dad and back to
school and everything..."

Toby interrupted me. "Yeah, do you think I don't know that? But we can work
something out. I mean, you could come visit on the weekends or
something. Or I could take the bus and come over. Nate, I've never felt
like this before. I need you."

Again I felt that shiver. But I had to be the sensible adult here. "And
what are we going to tell Paul and your parents? Do you think they'll
accept that? They'll say I took advantage of you, I could really be in
trouble. And listen, you'll find someone else, someone your own age..."

"Oh fuck age! It's not like you're forty or something. You're only four
years older, only a teenager anyway. So don't tell me I don't know what I
want. You said so yourself, when you were my age you knew exactly what you
wanted. I don't give a damn you're older. I don't want anyone else, I need
you." There were the tears in his voice.

I was taken aback by the intensity of his outburst and I felt like
shit. "I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you, but we got to be sensible here
..."

Toby looked at me for a second. Then he turned and ran back in the
direction of the house. I stood there looking after him long after he had
disappeared in the dark, feeling like my heart had turned to ice.

Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. Paul and Laura had come back and Laura
looked at me and said, "Nate, are you OK? And where's Toby?"

For a second I wasn't sure I'd be able to speak. Then I shrugged and said,
"He went back, guess he didn't feel like walking after all. And I didn't
know where you had gone so I just waited and enjoyed a bit of peace and
quiet."

Again Laura gave me a quizzical look, but she didn't say anything else and
we walked back to the house. When I got there I hesitated to go back to
Toby's room, but there really was no alternative, so I knocked on the door
and went in. Toby was already in bed, not naked for once. He had his back
turned to me and pretended to be asleep. I looked at him and wanted to say
something but didn't know what, so finally I also crawled into bed, keeping
my t-shirt and boxers on.

I had a hard time going to sleep and I could hear Toby also turning
restlessly. At some point I must have fallen asleep though because I woke
up when I felt someone move next to me. Toby had slipped into my bed behind
me. He lay close to me, slipping his hand under my shirt from behind. I
turned my head and when he realized I was awake he whispered, "I just
couldn't stand having it end this way. Please, can I just lie here with
you?" I sighed deeply and put my hand on his under my shirt. He also
breathed a deep breath and snuggled up close to me.

When I woke up again Toby was still lying behind me. But his hand was not
under my shirt anymore but actually in my shorts. I was rock hard and Toby
was massaging my boner softly. The light was coming up outside and once
again I turned my head. Toby was naked and when he saw me look he said,
"Just once more, please?"

He looked at me so pleadingly that I had to smile. I sat up and pulled my
shirt over my head. Toby tugged at my boxers and I lifted my hips off the
bed so he could pull them down. Then I kicked them off and without saying
another word, Toby lowered his head and took my dick into his mouth. I
groaned and lay back, letting Toby take control. He licked and sucked me
softly, not as urgently as before. He took things very slowly and he seemed
to relish every second of it. He licked up and down my shaft, then he took
it in his mouth again, running his lips over my glans and further down just
as slowly.

I ran my fingers through his hair and down his back while the feeling
inside me grew slowly but steadily. I got more and more into it and finally
I couldn't hold out any longer. I had to suppress a loud groan as my orgasm
rocked me and I started shooting my cum into Toby's mouth. He never
flinched and eagerly took everything I had to give. It was a wonderful
moment but as soon as it was over this strange subdued feeling
returned. Toby looked up at me, some of my cum still dribbling from his
mouth, gave me a little smile and lay down next to me.

I started to lean over, wanting to give his dick the same treatment he had
given mine but he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me back
down. "No, don't worry. I think I don't feel like it right now. I just want
to lie here with you some more."

I lay back down and looked at him, lying next to me naked. After a little
while Toby's breathing got slower and deeper, he had fallen asleep again. I
was too restless for sleep so I just lay there, enjoying the feeling of
having him so close. He was such a breathtaking sight, long legs with just
a bit of golden hair, beautiful dick, soft and small for once, belly
muscles just slightly outlined, pecks bulging just a bit, cute face with
his blond hair above, and my heart was torn apart because I knew couldn't
keep him.

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OK, don't worry. The next part is already half done. This is not how it
ends...

Hope you enjoyed, and please, as always, tell me what you think. Thank you!


My other stories are:

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<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/young-friends/miracle-pond/

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/young-friends/when-lenny-broke-his-leg

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/incest/distant-cousins/

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/young-friends/finally-alive/

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/squirtshow-on-ees15


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