Date: Sat, 14 Feb 1998 15:00:24 +0000
From: mannly@mannly.demon.co.uk
Subject: Troublesome Fling

Troublesome Fling by Devon's Heaven
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OK, well, I'm 17, and am in the Lower Sixth here in the UK. There is 
this boy who I really like at school who I have become friends with due 
to a talent competition. He knows about me, and although he hasn't 
admitted it to me I have doubts about his sexuality. He is 13 and so 
there is just over three years between us. He is the youngest boy I have 
ever been attracted to, but he is absolutely gorgeous! Here is my 
fantasy about him, but in case you get confused, we both have the same 
name!

 "Brrrring"
 "Mum, it's the doorbell! Can you get it please? It should be Ian!"
 "Yes dear," mum replies in a silly tone of voice, "shall I shove a 
broom up my bum and sweep as I go?"
 "Yes mum, but maybe the vacuum would be quicker!"
 "Thankyou!!"
 My mum is quite large, but always seems to have a jolly air about her! 
She's always good for a hug too and I love her to bits. I live with her 
and my baby 15yo sister Dawn.
 Mum opened the door.
 "Hello Ian"
 "Hi Mrs. Mann"
 "Come in, Ian'll be here in a minute...the other one I mean!"
 "OK", Ian took off his shoes, "Is it OK if I ring my mum when I'm ready 
to go?"
 "Of course! Excuse me, 'Birds of a Feather' is on!" mum went back into 
the lounge to lay on the sofa and continue watching TV.
 I ran to the bottom of the stairs and poked my head round the corner.
 "Sorry Ian, I was just getting changed as I had a shower"
 "Oh, OK," Ian raised his eyebrows like a puppy dog.
 "Well, come upstairs, and we'll watch the video in my room. The other 
VCRs are being used at the moment."
 "Sure!"
 I ran back up and Ian legged it after me.
 My room is covered with posters of Louise Nurding, Gillian Anderson, 
Sandra Bullock, and the Spice Girls (including a couple of Spice Girls' 
cut-outs). I decorated it before I "came out". The room I study in has 
gals and guys! The only thing out of place in my room is a flag of Nick 
Carter I got from a Backstreet Boys concert.
 I shut the door and we both sat next to each other on my bed as I set 
up the video. I was wearing my cream jeans (my favourites) and a cream 
and brown v-neck. I looked at Ian, he was still wearing his anorak, plus 
a normal pair of jeans. His hair is spiky, slightly longer at the front, 
and a mousey brown colour with highlights. He has the most gorgeous eyes 
I have ever seen on a guy, absolutely ice-cool blue, to die for!
 "I thought we could get some good ideas for a routine to go with the 
song for the talent show"
 "Oh, kewl!"
 I'd decided it would be cool to do a Backstreet Boys routine for the 
talent show with a guy from each year, so I'd sorted it out. I was 
playing Nick and Ian is such a great actor/singer/dancer I thought he 
had the right kinda hair style to be AJ, although he is way way cuter 
than AJ or even Nick! We'd decided to sing "As Long As You Love Me" with 
a routine, and the video I was putting on had a live performance from 
the Backstreet Boys at the MTV Europe Music Awards. It even had a great 
chair routine!
 I put on the video and sat back with the remote next to Ian. I fast 
forwarded it through some other music videos (there are loads of fave 
music videos I like to record and keep) and then sat back and watched it 
with him.
 "How old were you when you knew you liked guys, Ian?"
 "Um..." I was feeling a bit awkward, but I really wanted to be truthful 
with him, "I was fourteen when I first knew I was attracted to guys, but 
I started coming out at the beginning of 1997."
 "Oh..OK," he quickly changed the subject, "well, I think a chair 
routine would be cool. What about you?"
 "Yeah, I think it would be original."
 We carried on watching for a bit, and Nick was doing a solo with his 
hair slicked back. He looked so cute.
 "My God he looks so good, almost as much as when I first met him! I 
plan to agai..."
 I was sat crossed legged on the bed, and Ian's hand had reached out and 
begun stroking my thigh. I jumped, shocked. Ian's hand darted back.
 "I'm sorry, I'm really..." he went bright red.
 "No! It's fine! You just surprised me, that's all! I've been attracted 
to you for um...ages!"
 "Really?" He looked up at me with his blue pools, and boyish good looks 
and I almost melted.
 "YES! Really!" I said truthfully, "You are gorgeous!"
 Ian blushed again and looked down. My hand reached out and pulled his 
chin back to face me. I moved closer to him, bent my head forward and 
kissed him softly on the lips.
 "Wow!" he said and moved right next to me so our legs were touching and 
tried to kiss me.
 "Wait!" I stopped him, and he looked disappointed, "Your coat!"
 "Oh!" He undid the zip of his coat, pulling it off. I took it off him 
and put it on my sofa.
 Ian was wearing a nice tight striped T-shirt that clung to his body 
showing his skinny yet muscly physique underneath. He saw me looking and 
smiled.
 He reached up, putting his hands around my head and pulled it down to 
his lips. I held the back of his head, his spikey hair with my hand as 
we parted our lips. His tongue darted into my mouth hungrily as I 
explored his. My other arm went round his back pulling him closer.
 His saliva seemed sweet. Maybe he had just brushed his teeth recently 
like me! We ground our tongues together like sandpaper as his left hand 
slid from my head onto my back.
 His hand was back on my thigh and then on my chest. I felt him rubbing 
my chest through the cotton and began getting aroused. I saw through his 
tight jeans that he was too, and I knew my fantasy was coming to life.
 My hand ran down his spine making him shiver, and then onto his jeans 
as I grabbed his soft arse. He groaned and took his mouth off mine 
licking his lips. He smiled at me sweetly, took my hand from his cheek 
and placed it on the flies to his jeans before kissing my neck. I began 
kissing the soft skin of his own neck and pulled him down beside me 
lengthways on the bed so we were facing each other with my hand still 
where he had placed it.
 I felt his hard cock beneath the denim and began rubbing it. It felt so 
good to give him pleasure as he squirmed.
 His hand went up my shirt and began feeling my nipples, making them 
hard to go with another part of me. I pulled up his shirt as he obiently 
withdrew his head from my neck, and I flung his T-shirt across the room.
 He was really skinny but was really fit with great definition in his 
chest from all the dancing and sport he does.
 I rubbed my hand over his chest and pulled his face back to mine, to 
play tongue tango with him as he began to undo my jean buttons with his 
hand.
 I went down from his chest over his belly button and continued reaching 
down into his jeans and underwear. I felt his hard-on and began rubbing 
his soft balls. He was shivering my now which just made him kiss deeper 
and harder which I really enjoyed as I began rubbing his shaft.
 He had undone my jeans by now and so began tugging them down. He 
stopped kissing me to do so. He tugged them off, revealing my black 
Calvins underneath and pushed my jeans off the bed.
 I was by now squeezing his dick and rubbing it. I quickly pulled my 
hand out as he pulled off my V-neck. He began licking my nipples, so I 
pulled him easily on top of me, feeling his soft warm skin against mine.
 I reached between my legs as he was kissing me to start the difficult 
task of undoing his own jeans. I finally made it and slid them off his 
slim hips easily. He lifted his legs backwards so I could pull them off, 
revealing his hairless legs (I felt like a bit of a pedophile, but he 
was too attractive for his age).
 He was wearing white cotton pants underneath which I slid my hands into 
and began feeling and squeezing the soft flesh of his buttocks. Our 
cocks were pressing into each other so, I pushed him into me further.
 We both groaned, and I pulled my hands out of his undies as he lifted 
his head to kiss his forehead. I then rolled him onto his back, and 
straddled him, kneeling over him.
 The door began to open and we both froze, unable to do anything.
 "Ian, I was...," Dawn, my 15yo sister began before she saw us, and a 
dirty grin spread across her face "Um...nevermind. Lalala! Blackmail 
fodder for future usage!"
 Dawn walked out closing the door behind her.
 The music video on the TV was getting a bit annoying. I thought I'd 
appreciate "Spice Up Your Life" a bit later, so I leant back and 
switched off both the television and the video recorder.
 I turned my attention back to Ian, grinning.
 "I love my sister!" I said, "Apart from that black mail bit."
 "I'm surprised she didn't want to watch!"
 "OK, a Year 7 and her brother...um...what a great combo." I said in a 
silly voice.
 Ian reached up and began tickling my ribs. I squealed and squirmed over 
him, but managed to catch his arms and pin them back.
 "Now where were we?" he grinned at me.
 "Just about here," I repled, still pinning him, and began licking his 
smooth, fit body, sucking on his nipples, and feeling his cock becoming 
erect between my legs again. My head lifted back up to his face as I 
kissed his lips softly, then sucking on his lower lip my tongue entered 
his mouth again. Our tongue wrestled each other for a couple of minutes, 
then I let go of his hands.
 Ian flipped me over and straddled me instead. He pulled the bottom of 
my top over my head and began licking my sweaty torso as I had done to 
his. He started off on my chest, licking each of my nipples, making them 
hard, then running down the line in the middle of my body to my belly 
button which he kissed softy.
 He then straddled me legs instead of my body, so he wasn't restricting 
me anymore. He rubbed my shaft through the black cotton of my Calvins.
 "Yum...nice and big," he said and quickly pulled off my undies, 
flinging them onto Geri's head.
 My cock sprung up, as if on a spring. Ian's mouth watered as he 
complated his meal. He pulled my long legs onto his skinny shoulders and 
then drew back my foreskin revealing my huge cherry.
 He licked the smooth, sensitive skin of my fleshy head licked up and 
down my shaft, while at the same time tickling my balls.
 I groaned with pleasure and he began stroking the insides of my thighs 
as he took as much of my dick as he could into his mouth. He sucked it 
up and down his tongue flitting around my helmet, and his tongue tried 
to search inside my pee-hole.
 I lifted him up and said, "Not yet."
 As I lifted him I lost my balance and slipped off the bed. Ian fell off 
after me, on top of me, with his arse on my chest. His hard dick was 
asking for release as we laughed. I had a great view between his legs 
and reached up tickling the sensitive flesh between his balls and bum. 
Ian groaned as I carried upwards to his balls which I rubbed and then 
his shaft, then head. I saw pre-cum beginning to dampen the white 
cotton, so I carried up to the top of his undies, sliding my fingers 
under the elastic and pulling off the cotton restraint, over his legs, 
letting them fall onto the floor.
 His dick was a nice size for his age, but I wanted a better look at it, 
so I asked him to roll over onto his other side on top of me. His sweaty 
body slid easily on mine as he maneauvered himself over.
 He had a small bush of pubes framing his nice dick, and I stroked them 
before cupping his balls and letting them roll between my fingers.
 "Lunch," said Ian and took my dick into his mouth letting his dick move 
up and down. It felt so good between his tight lips.
 I licked the pre-cum off his cock as it dripped onto my lips. I then 
circled his shaft and began working him up and down easily, faster and 
faster. We were both squirming with pleasure and I carried on, feeling 
his bone in my palm felt so good. I had wanted this moment for ages.
 With my other hand I tickled his body. His head lifted and he said 
"Don't", laughing.
 I tickled his balls and then he said "I feel it".
 I carried on jerking him off as I felt his young cum rising to the 
surface. He yelped as it sprayed my face, and I licked it off, wiping my 
face with my hand and eating it. The saltiness tasted so nice it was 
almost sweet.
 Ian when back onto working on my own with his mouth and as I licked his 
dick I felt my own cock beginning to succumb.
 I shaked, clenching my lips as I sprayed my jism into the back of his 
throat which he drank hungrily.
 I spun his naked body around and he kissed my neck, working back to my 
lips. His tongue worked it's way between them and we were soon dancing 
the tongue-tango again.
 My hands went to his soft buttocks which I squeezed and pushed down so 
our now soft cocks ground into each other and I felt him beginning to 
become aroused again, the same as me.
 As our cocks became hard again, I began pushing his arse in rhythm, 
grinding our love tools together as we groaned and making us kiss 
harder. I felt his soft head next to mine, and the pleasure was become 
intense, so I flipped him over, still with my tongue in his mouth.
 I then began thrusting my hips back and forth, working my cock onto his 
faster and faster, and then retracted my tongue, lifting my head as we 
both squealed (thank God mum had the telly on loud) with pleasure.
 We shook as our cum sprayed all over each others nethers. I picked up 
Ian and pushed him onto my bed as my head went to his groin, licking the 
cum from his small, soft bush of pubes and then from his soft dick and 
belly button, and he got up, then knelt before me as he did the same, 
taking special care on sucking my limp cock.
 The doorbell suddenly rang.
 "Shit, your mum!" I said as I picked up all of his clothes, dumping 
them on him, apart from his undies which he didn't notice as I slipped 
them under my bed cover.
 "Ian!! The other Ian's mum is here!" My mum's voice rang out like that 
of God.
 "Yes mum, he'll be down in a minute!" I shouted back.
 I forced Ian back down on my bed, working my tongue from his dick all 
the way to his face, and we kissed quickly, then I pulled his jeans on, 
still naked myself, did them up.
 "What about my undies!" he squealed.
 "You don't need them," I grinned, and grabbed my Calvins off Geri's 
head, and forced them down into his jeans, onto his crotch, tickling his 
cock one last time.
 "Don't!" he laughed.
 I pulled his T-shirt over his head, and then put his jacket on him.
 We embraced and kissed. I felt him stroke my cock as I squeezed his bum 
through his denim.
 "See ya tomorrow," I gasped.
 He grabbed the rest of his stuff and breathed, "I love you," as he ran 
through my door and down the stairs.
 Someone came through the door as I grabbed my teddy to cover myself.
 Dawn's smiling face came around and she gasped, then grinned, her 
eyelids fluttering.
 "Had fun, did we bro?"
 "You could say that!" I blushed.
                                THE END