Date: Wed, 23 Feb 2000 19:21:54 -0800 From: Mister A Nonymous Subject: The Ballgame (Part 2) young/friends Chris laid down on his bed, dreaming of baseball, and his birthday and the new bike he was to get from his parents. He had his headphones on, listing to an old jazz band tape his uncle had given him as he read back issues of National Geographic. Chris didn't feel much like going outside today; for whatever reason he reserved himself to just hanging around the house. Yes, Chris was a bit of a geek. Besides baseball, he preferred more academic pursuits and was never fond of such things as video games. His thoughts suddenly moved to the events of that morning, when his friend TJ introduced Chris to the art of masturbation. Chris had achieved his first orgasm, under the skilled coaxing of TJ's hand, then practiced his newfound pleasure on his friend's penis. The feelings of hours ago came roaring back to Chris. His penis began to stir in the confines of his Jockeys. Chris laid there, silent and still, as a small tent was pitched in the middle of his shorts. He knew he needed to have another "orgasm". He quickly glanced over to make sure the lock was turned on his door, then shifted his attention back to his growing boyhood. Chris slowly pushed his red mesh shorts to his knees. Raising his shirt to get a better view, Chris lightly squeezed himself through the soft, white cotton of his underpants. He then tentatively pulled off his briefs, just down to his thighs. Chris stared as his fully erect penis. Completely hairless, it was about three and a half inches in length. His little purple head contrasted his fair skin. His small scrotum, containing his marble-sized balls, had contracted against his skin. His dick stood up at attention, almost straight up in the air. Chris slowly moved his hand down to his little boner. He ran his thin fingers up it's underside, his body shuddering with the first touch. He grasped it's short length with his first three fingers and thumb. He gently began stroking, up and down, as he closed his eyes and thought of TJ. Meanwhile, back at the Johnson's house, a similar scene was playing out in TJ's room. TJ's little hardon was protruding from his unzipped and unbuttoned shorts. The front of his briefs was pushed down underneath his balls. TJ squirmed as his hand flew up and down his own hard boyhood. "Oh...yes...Chris..." TJ gasped between strokes. He couldn't believe it -- his dream of pleasuring his best friend had come true! He was truly in heaven at this moment. Chris had begun vigorous pumping of his erection. The mattress underneath him rhythmically squeaked as Chris' slim hips moved up and down with the quickening motion of his hand. He imagined TJ beside him, masturbating himself, as Chris' climax approached. TJ's entire body had stiffened up, and he twitched with delight before the onslaught of his orgasm. He felt it coming, like a freight train coming down the tracks, this was going to be an earth-shattering climax. Neither of them knew it, but their orgasms came at the same time that afternoon. Chris' hips rocketed off the bed as his young body spasmed with sheer delight. Down the block, the sweat poured down TJ's brow as his climax hit, sending his body into light convulsions and filling his mind with a barrage of absolute pleasure. Both of them would fail to make a single drop of semen for over a year, but for now their orgasms felt truly incredible. Chris collapsed, barely conscious, down on his bed as his orgasm subsided. TJ's breathing slowed, his straining penis still twitching in his hand. Both boys were completely spent, and removed their hands from their rock-hard erections as they enjoyed the blissful post-orgasmic feeling. The next morning couldn't come soon enough for Chris. His birthday party began promptly at noon. It consisted of the usual 12-year-old party games and activities, but with all of the action, Chris and TJ had hardly a moment to themselves. No matter, TJ was to spend the night at Chris'. The rest of the guests, who mainly consisted of their baseball team, were left out of the overnight idea, mainly because Chris' parents didn't want that many boys in the house that late. It also helped Chris have time alone with TJ. As the guests left, the evening consisted of Chris riding his new bike around the driveway as TJ shot hoops at their basketball goal. Soon, they were the only boys left at Chris' house. The sun was beginning to set on Chris' birthday, so the boys decided it was time to head inside. The boys immediately bolted for Chris' room. Not expecting any emergence until morning as usual, Chris' mom was only able to instruct a "don't stay up too late" as Chris quickly shut the door. "Dude, this stuff is so awesome. I must have done it five times yesterday!" Chris exclaimed. "I know. By the way, it's called masturbation, or jacking off, or beating off...or jerking off..." TJ explained. "Yeah whatever," said Chris. "I love it." "I liked it more though when we did it together," TJ whispered. "Yeah. So did I," Chris answered. With that, TJ turned toward Chris and put a hand on his shoulder. Chris moved close and before he knew it, TJ had lifted up the front of Chris' shirt and was sliding his hand down the front of Chris' shorts. Chris was wearing boxers underneath his loose denim shorts, of which TJ's hand quickly located the opening and entered. Chris' almost fully hard erection was right against TJ's palm now; he could feel the head protruding from Chris' sweaty body. "Couldn't you wait until we got our clothes off?" Chris joked. "I just couldn't contain myself!" TJ laughed. Chris, still fully dressed, was having his penis rubbed by TJ's eager little hand. Suddenly, TJ removed his hand from Chris' shorts. "Chris, I want to try something...if it's alright with you," TJ said. Chris, horny, replied, "What's that?" "Um...I wanna...uh...suck you...I mean, it..." TJ said, pointing at Chris' groin. Chris was taken back. He had never thought about someone sucking on his penis before, but the idea did not seem uninteresting. "Why?" Chris questioned. "I think you'll like it...I mean, it'll make you feel good. Think of it as a birthday present." "Well, okay. But stop if I tell you to." Chris said. In fact Chris was very intrigued by TJ's offer, but did not want to seem too eager. He was curious about the notion of oral sex -- it was always a common insult to hear, "suck my dick," or something along those lines. Chris was definitely quite aroused now, and his penis made a definite protrusion, obvious to TJ. Chris began to unbutton his shorts. "No, wait. Let me." TJ interrupted. "Whatever!" TJ pushed Chris' arms over his head, and began removing Chris' shirt, exposing his clean, white chest and tiny nipples. TJ's heart began racing -- he frequently fantasized about his friend's body, and now it was his for the taking. TJ touched every inch of skin on Chris' upper body as Chris stared at TJ's intensity. "I thought you were going to suck me," Chris reminded. "Yeah, I'm getting to it!" TJ whispered back. The blue waistband of Chris' boxer shorts was visible atop his already unbuttoned jeans; his boner seemed to be holding the front of them up. TJ finally moved his hands toward Chris' shorts and began sliding down his zipper. TJ opened the fly, and Chris' shorts fell to the floor. Chris' erection pushed hard against the fabric of his underpants. TJ dropped to his knees in front of Chris. "I can't believe you're doing this," Chris whispered. TJ tugged at the bottom of Chris' boxers. As they fell from his hips, his penis sprang up, staring TJ in the face. Chris was incredibly horny with anticipation. TJ licked his lips, grabbed the base of Chris' boner with his fingers, and opened his mouth. Chris felt TJ's warm breath on his penis as he moved his face down on Chris' crotch. TJ closed his moist lips halfway down Chris' shaft. The first feeling of TJ's tongue on his little head almost send Chris through the roof. This was indescribable! Chris could hardly contain himself. Chris' eyes were filled with color, he was getting light headed. He steadied himself by placing his trembling hands on TJ's slowly bobbing head. "Ohhhhh," Chris gasped as TJ swirled his tongue around his penis. He was rhythmically moving Chris in and out of his mouth. The base of his penis glistened with saliva. "Oh God," Chris thought as he pushed himself all the way in his best friend's mouth and climaxed, sending shocks throughout his small body. TJ apparently didn't know that Chris just came, or didn't care, because he kept working hard on Chris' still rigid cock. Chris moaned with delight. He was getting dizzy from the incredible feeling permeating through his penis throughout his body. TJ reached up and cupped Chris' balls in his hand, to catch the spit that was dribbling down. Chris shuddered and spasmed with pleasure. He was definitely enjoying himself. Suddenly, without warning, Chris climaxed again. His legs nearly gave out under the intense pleasure. He was sweating profusely, and gasping for air. He lightly collapsed on the floor, panting. His wet penis lightly twitched as Chris lay back against the wall, savoring the feeling. When he finally came down, TJ looked up at him, grinning. "Well, how was it?" "Oh my god...that...was...unbelievable!" Chris managed to gasp. "Did you have an orgasm?" "Twice!" Chris said, his senses finally returning. "Wow. You seemed to be having fun!" "Yeah. It was awesome!" Chris stood up and pulled up his underwear and shorts. His boner had already softened a bit. "Do you want me to do you?" he asked. "Do I!" TJ answered, "I mean, sure, if you want to." "Okay. You'll love it." Chris said. TJ's mind was racing. This was beyond his wildest fantasy. Here he was, undressing in front of Chris, who was about to give him his first blow job. TJ removed his white t-shirt. "Hey. You got to undress me..." Chris protested. "Okay. Sorry." TJ replied. He stood still, hands at his sides. TJ was wearing navy blue nylon shorts, which Chris slowly took by the elastic waistband and pulled down. To match his shorts, TJ had on a dark blue pair of briefs, which his erection was straining to free itself from. Chris teased TJ's dick through the soft cotton confines. TJ grinned. "Ready?" Chris asked. "You bet!" TJ replied. With this answer, Chris reached down and grasped TJ's briefs at the top. He knelt down on the floor, at the same time jerking down the underwear, exposing TJ's excited little boyhood. "Oh yes!" TJ thought. His mind was going a mile a minute, eagerly anticipating the pleasure he knew was soon coming. Chris stuck out his tongue and licked the underside of TJ's erection, sending a shiver up through his body. "I have to taste it first," Chris whispered. "To make sure I like it!" Chris then parted his lips and took his first "bite" of TJ's boner. Fireworks went off inside TJ's mind as the first wave hit him. As his friend's tongue stroked his penis, jolts of soothing pleasure reverberated up and down his young body. His penis seemed stiffer than ever, with Chris' head bobbing up and down on it. TJ ran his fingers through Chris' soft hair. Little did he care that Chris was far from an "expert" on blowjobs -- this was his most incredible feeling ever. The tension in his body was quickly building up, and his muscles were beginning to tighten. He knew he was very close. TJ moaned with delight, then thrust himself as deep as he could inside Chris' warm, wet mouth. Chris felt TJ's penis stiffen even more between his lips. It twitched lightly in his mouth. The groans coming from TJ confirmed his suspicion. Chris had just delivered his best friend to a powerful, dry orgasm. TJ shuddered between gasps. He was unable to say a word as he came slowly down from the pinnacle of pleasure. TJ was still gasping for air when Chris spoke up. "I told you it was awesome!" "Oh...man...that was better than awesome!" TJ replied, still recovering from the aftershocks of his climax. Both boys were now seated in the middle of Chris' room, shorts at their ankles, with their little erections still at full staff. They sat there for several minutes, basking in the post-orgasmic bliss, eyeballing each other's naked bodies. Suddenly, TJ broke the silence. He scooted forward and placed his hand on Chris' leg. "Chris, did it bother you when I kissed you the other day?" "No. It was cool. I didn't mind." replied Chris. TJ sighed, relieved. "Good. I was hoping I wasn't freaking you out or anything. You know, I really love you, Chris." Chris thought for a moment. "I love you, too, TJ." he said. "Really, I mean it." The two boys' eyes met, and they shared a mutual feeling of love for one another in that very glance. Chris stood up and grabbed TJ's hand, who followed the lead and rose to his feet. Chris moved forward and passionately embraced TJ, who lightly touched his soft lips to Chris'. Seconds later, Chris and TJ instinctively opened their mouths, and ever so slightly introduced their tongues to each other. A new sexual sensation flowed from their erections, pressed against one another, and their tongues, darting in and out of the other's warm mouth. Their lovers' kiss seemed to last forever, as their dirty, sticky, sweaty little bodies made the most intimate of contact. Slowly, they separated. Still staring at each other's angelic face, the boys finally pulled their shorts back on. Their boners had subsided a bit, and the night was getting late. Chris glanced over at his alarm clock. Eleven o'clock. "Ready for bed?" Chris asked. "Yeah. I'm pooped." TJ answered. He started to dig for his sleeping bag. "Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight?" Chris asked. "Where will you sleep?" "With you...if you want to" Chris offered. "Sure! I'd love to!" TJ eagerly replied. The boys moved over to Chris' bed. "Do you want to sleep in our underwear, or naked?" Chris questioned. "Um...maybe we'd better keep our undies on, in case your parents came in," TJ said. "Yeah, you're right." Chris agreed. With that, the boys slipped out of their shorts and climbed in bed, Chris in his boxer shorts and TJ wearing his navy blue briefs. There was hardly room for the both of them in the small bed, so the two got close, touching one another under the sheets. "I love you Chris," TJ said, sincerely. "I love you too," Chris returned. Chris leaned forward and gave TJ a small peck on the lips. Their hearts were beating in rhythm as they closed their eyes. The solace of the other's body against their's soothed the boys into slumber. They fell asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.