Date: Tue, 04 Apr 2000 11:35:00 EDT From: William Watts Subject: You Pass This Way But Once - Chapter 4 Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: *You're not 18 or over, *If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, *Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com * * * * * * * * You Pass This Way But Once - by BW Copyright 2000 by bwstories44 Chapter 4 - Our first problem. March 2000 "Thanks, Jeff," I said feebly. "What are you two up to? Why are you both sporting wood?" "Logan was telling me about this girl he met last summer," Seth came back quickly. "He was telling me about her and some of the thing they did when they were alone. I guess we both got a little excited from the discussion." "Yeah, I guess you did. Well, anyways, Logan's dad is out there waiting. You'd better hurry up." "Thanks, Jeff," I said calming down. "If you go back out that way, tell my dad we'll be right out." Seth and I hurriedly left the showers, dried off and went out to meet my father. "Shit that was close," Seth said to me as we walked away from the school." "Yes it was. Way too close. That was quick thinking back there, you saved our butts big time." "While you were stalling Jeff, it just popped into my mind. It was all that I could think of." "It was a damn good thinking and it was a good thing that you came up with it when you did. I think Jeff bought your story or at least I hope he did. We'll just have to be more careful from here on out." "Yeah, I'm with you. Let's get back to your place." When we got to my house, mom had fixed us lunch so we chowed down. We went outside and horsed around for a while, throwing the football around in the yard, and then we went in to watch a couple of the college games on the tube. Neither one of us felt we had to do anything sexual, it was enough to have seen each other earlier and to just be together now. After dinner, we took Seth home. He asked me to come over to his place the following weekend and my parents said that would be fine. Things went smoothly in school the next week. Jeff never mentioned the shower incident so we didn't either. We put all of our energy into sports and we won our first football game. We blew out the other team and the coach was complimentary, though he told us that we still had a lot of work to do on our game. I scored a touchdown and Seth scored twice. We both had several tackles on defense and the coach named us co-MVP's for the game. What a great start. The rest of the school week flew by. Before I knew it, it was Friday and I was heading out with Seth to his house. Seth's family wasn't as well off as mine but they were doing all right. His parents were real nice and they complimented us on our first victory. We ate dinner together and, then, Seth's parents took us to the Varsity football game. They sat in the bleachers and Seth and I wandered around with some of our other team members. Our varsity team was also fairly good and they won the game handily. After we went back to Seth's house, we watched some TV before we went to bed. When we went to his room, we stripped down to our jockeys and got onto his bed. It was a teen bed, a bit larger than a single bed but not as large as a full size or double bed. It was a little more crowded than mine but neither of us minded as we always slept close to each other anyways. I reached over and started rubbing Seth's crotch thru his briefs. His little prick became hard almost instantly and he lifted his butt off of the bed to encourage me to pull his underpants down. I complied. Now I had complete access to my new little friend. I eagerly fingered his boy meat, letting my fingertips glide over and around every square millimeter of his firm flesh. Seth was sighing, enjoying completely my textile exploration of his genitals, and I bent over and kissed him on the lips, just letting my own lips brush against his. This surprised him and he looked up at me. Slowly, his look of surprise was replaced by one of complete surrender and I repeated the tender connection between our oral gateways. By now, I had finished rubbing his scrotum and plying his small watery orbs with my fingers. His mouth was hanging open, as his diaphragm was trying to pull as much oxygen into his lungs as possible, despite his irregular breathing pattern. While he was concentrating on his own needs, I slid my hand up to surround his small mast. I began to pump my fist up and down, stimulating his organ to the maximum. Steadily I massaged the outer surface of his boy meat trying to bring him as much pleasure as I knew how. Seth's hips began to thrust up and down on the mattress, coaxing me into greater haste, as I worked his tiny flagpole and brought him nearer to his capturing his prize. Shock waves were rippling throughout his body as he neared his climax and I felt his sausage expand in my hand in preparation for the event. He was moaning quite loudly now, as I tried to urge him to quiet down a bit, and a couple of tiny drops oozed up his shaft and fell from his helmet. I continued to stroke his cock as his orgasm began to subside and I only stopped when his body had finally calmed down. I was smiling at him as I waited for him to return to earth. "You did it, man," were the first words I uttered to him. "Did what?" He didn't know. I was shocked that he didn't realize his accomplishment. With all of that pleasure coursing through his small frame, he didn't even know he had produced his first seminal discharge. "You shot a little. It wasn't much but you did it." He looked down at his groin and I pointed to the pair of clear liquid droplets that lay just below his navel. A huge grin began to form across his face, soon turning into an ear-to-ear smile. He was filled with pride at his small accomplishment, almost like a parent at the birth of their first child. "You did it," I reiterated. "No regrets now." He continued to smile as he looked into my face. "Thanks, Logan. It isn't much but it's something. I might not have even noticed it if you hadn't told me." "Hey, a first is a first, no matter how big or how small. Congratulations. You've joined the ranks of the sexually mature." After basking in the glow of this remarkable milestone, Seth bent over and kissed me. Not as softly and gently as I had done to him but a hard, passionate kiss on the lips. We didn't open our mouths but I could feel the fire burning behind this merger. He let his hand slide down my chest until it slipped under my waistband and came to rest on my needy little partner. My body involuntarily jumped as his little finger brushed against my slit and I released a little muffled yelp as his fingers entwined themselves around my dong. We were still kissing as he began to jack me off. As he started to stroke me with a smooth, rapid motion, I felt a tingling shooting through my body. Seth's hand began to move faster and I felt the churning sensation building in my testicles. Seth's smooth palm and fingers engulfed my stiff tool and he was rapidly bringing me to the point of no return. I don't think that I took another breath for over a minute as the waves of ecstasy rippled through my groin, washed up my woody and took control of my entire body. My torso went rigid, I made a final thrust with my hips and a few drops of that precious fluid spurted from my dickhead as my mind was filled with a spectacular flashing of brightly colored lights. I lie there in a state near unconsciousness as I enjoyed my sexual release and before I slowly came back to my senses. "That was incredible. It was best I've ever had." Seth smiled at me, pleased with himself for having given me such relief. Eventually, we both pulled up our briefs and I spooned back into his body, letting him put his arm up and over my chest. Our bodies seemed to merge into a single entity as we drifted off to sleep. The only time that either of us moved was when we each made a single trip to the toilet to relieve ourselves, immediately returning to reoccupy our place. After that night, we fell into a pattern. Every weekend we would alternate between each other's house but we would spend Friday night, Saturday and, occasionally, Sunday with each other. During the week we would attend classes, practices and games but we didn't spend any free time together. Our football team was doing super and we dominated most of the teams we faced, that was until our sixth game when we hit some stiff competition. It was late in the third quarter and the score was tied. The coach called the next play, tailback off tackle right. I was to lead the blocking through the hole. As the play developed, I entered the space designated for the play and saw the middle line backer moving toward us. I threw a cross-body block on him and he fell like a ton of bricks. Just as we hit the ground, the weak side defensive back was crossing the field and stumbled over us. He fell on my leg and I felt a sharp pain shoot through my body. I was lying on the field, rolling back and forth in agony, as the coach ran over to me. He called for the first aid kit, slipped an inflatable cast over my left leg and had the team manager run back to the school to call for an ambulance. As it turned out, the weight of the falling body had snapped my leg at the ankle. I was still lying on the bed in the ER when Seth came in, still dressed in his football gear. He had talked his parents into bringing him directly to the hospital as soon as the game had ended. "How are you doing, Logan?" he asked me with a look of sadness on his face. "I'm fine but my ankle's broken. I'll miss the rest of the season and probably half of wrestling." "Tough break, Logan." "Yeah, Seth, that's exactly what it is. A tough break of the lower leg." We both smiled. "Well, did we win?" "Yeah, that touchdown proved to be the game winner." "That touchdown? You mean you scored on that play?" "Yeah, didn't you know that?" "Heck no. All I remembered about that play was rolling on the grass with all of that pain shooting up my leg to my brain." "Wow, you missed it. It was great. Probably the best play of the season. You wiped out the middle linebacker and defensive back. I stiff armed the outside linebacker, cut back and out ran the other defensive back. That was the final score of the game." "Gee. I wish I would have seen that." "The coach had one of the other teachers filming the game. I'll make sure he lets you see the tape." "Thanks. I'd like that, though I'm not sure if I want to see the footage of my getting hurt." Seth nodded and stayed with me until I was released by the doctor and told that I could go home. From that day on, Seth was at my side whenever I need him. At school, he would carry my backpack for me, run interference in the halls (so no one would bump me or knock me over) and he would place my crutch on one of the counters during class, to keep it out of the way. He even went with me to the toilet and made sure that I didn't fall over while I was trying pee and do my balancing act at the same time. I went to watch the rest of the football games. The new fullback didn't click with Seth as I had. On more than one occasion they got in each other's way and the play would end with the following collision. When wrestling started, I would sit and watch the practices, envying Seth's practice partner, knowing it should be me with him, pawing and groping at his lithe frame. I watched them rub their bodies together, as they glided around the practice mat perfecting their various moves. I would feel a twinge run through my body every time Seth's partner's hand or arm would brush over or near Seth's family jewels. I felt possessive. Those special boy parts were meant only for me and no one else should be that close to them, even if it was through his wrestling tights. I had to consciously control my feelings and bite my tongue so I didn't say something that I shouldn't. It was after the first of the year before I returned to wrestle. My leg had healed, I had gone through physical therapy and I had progressed enough that the doctor had agreed to release me to resume my life. As soon as I got back, Seth became my practice partner and his old partner had to find someone new. He wasn't happy about it but Seth had warned him that I'd be back, ever since the first day of the season. Now, we got to do a little bumping and grinding of our own on the mat. I made sure I rode his body every chance I got. When spring came, we went out for the baseball team, mainly because they didn't have a modified golf team. Seth and I liked baseball but we preferred to play golf. We'd have to wait until high school before we could play on a school team in that sport. We weren't all that good at baseball and our main strength was our speed. That made us dangerous when we got on base. We were always a threat to steal a base, stretch a hit or take the extra base when one of the other guys got a hit while we were aboard. Academically, we both did well in school, although my grades were slightly better than Seth's. What can I say? My dad is a college professor so I had a lot of support at home. That's very important when you need some advice or suggestions, especially with papers or projects. I also had unlimited use of my own computer where Ryan had to come over to use mine or try to get time on one of the computers at school. I did have some distinct advantages over him. As summer neared, we both talked our parents into signing us up for a two-week summer camp that offered excellent nature studies and great outward-bound type activities. It was held the first two weeks of August and it would help to perk up our summer. By then, the youth baseball season would be over and this was the time when we usually started to get bored, having nothing new to entertain us. By the time we got back from camp, we'd have only one week left to ourselves before school started again. When school did end, we started to spend more and more time together. One night at our house, Seth and I progressed to the next level of sexual exploration. I didn't realize it at the time but Seth and I were really immature when it came to sexual knowledge. We didn't even know about oral sex until we heard some of the other guys talking about trying to get their girl friends to give them a blowjob. The first time the subject came up, I looked at Seth and he looked at me. We both shrugged our shoulders very slightly letting the other one know that we had no idea what they were talking about. We listened carefully to all of the details and warnings the other boys gave as to what to make sure the girls did or didn't do. We were too scared of looking stupid to ask any questions, so we just listened and made mental notes. By the time summer arrived, we felt we had enough information to proceed on our own. We were also French kissing by this time. I picked that up while I was recuperating from my broken leg. I would be waiting for Seth and watching some of the other guys meet their girlfriends after practice. I would watch them kiss and I noticed that some of them opened their mouths while kissing and I would catch glimpses of tongues darting back and forth. In the early spring, I talked Seth into trying it and we both liked it. We've been doing it ever since. That night, we went up to Seth's room and locked the door behind us. This time, we took off all of our clothes and got on his bed. I lie on my back and Seth bent over me and placed his lips over mine. I let my lips part and Seth's tongue immediately darted into my waiting orifice. I loved his taste as his tongue explored the lining of my mouth and slipped all around my own oral muscle. I swallowed his tongue and began to suck on it, working it similar to how I heard the boys describing a blowjob. It felt good for both of us and it was good practice for what was to follow. I released my grip on his muscle and he let me slip my tongue into his mouth so he could repeat the process with me. We rolled over and switched positions during this time so Seth was now below me. When we had satisfied our desires in this area, we were ready to move on to our next experience. Being na‹ve, I moved directly down to Seth's groin, totally bypassing all the pleasures that we would some day learn lay in between. Running the list of do's and don'ts over in my mind, I let my tongue extend from my mouth and aim for the tip of his stiff pole. My tongue came into contact with his cock head, near the slit, and Seth's body trembled as the two came into contact with each other. I let my tongue roam around the surface of his dick, like a mother cat cleaning the afterbirth off of her newborn kitten. Seth began to groan as I swirled my tongue around the exterior of our favorite muscle. I remembered some of the boys saying that they liked their balls sucked on so I slid down and licked his ball sac before I took his two testicles into my mouth. I secreted so much saliva that I nearly choked from the build up. This caused me to cough a couple of times, with Seth's scrotum still held behind my lips, and he squirmed from the sensations caused by my unplanned coughing spell. After I released his nut sac from my mouth, I went up and replaced it with his twitching prick. I mentally noted the admonishment about the teeth and I took his entire hard-on into my mouth. Keeping my lips extended forward, I began my rising and falling motion over his inflated tube. Seth was really moaning now, being overwhelmed by all of these new pleasurable feelings that were flooding his neural system. His whole mid-section was bouncing up and down on the mattress, trying to meet my motions with his own, thus doubling his enjoyment. He looked like he was on a trampoline as his pelvis slammed against my mouth until his midget joystick surrendered those few drops of honey coated cum. I was savoring the flavor of his sweet boy juices as Seth collapsed onto the bed and remained as motionless as a man in traction. It was some time before Seth could speak. "Damn. That was the best thing I've ever felt. You sure this was your first time doing this? I'm going to be really pissed if I find out that you've been practicing on someone else." Seth let out a little chuckle after that last statement. "You idiot. You know that you're the only one that I'd ever do this with. Besides, I'm kind of fond of that miniature hot dog of yours." "What do you mean miniature, you asshole? I can make sure you never get another taste of it, if that's what you want?" "NO. NO. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. Don't you ever try to keep me from feasting on that little.I mean tasty treat." "I won't as long as you keep making me feel that good. That was super, Logan. I just hope that I can do it half as good for you." "I'm not worried. Just do your best and I'll be happy." Seth did just that. He went down and paid the same attention to my boyhood that I had shown him. He began my running his tongue all around my shaft, up and down, side to side and then he swirled his oral muscle over the entire surface of my erect penis. From there, he moved down to my gonads, licking the hairless flesh that surrounded them before he began sucking on my little boy eggs. He made sure that he coughed a couple of times, as he held them in his mouth, letting me experience just how good the little accident had felt. Pulses from the cough seemed to multiply in my sensitive testicles, sending spasms of joy radiating from that central core. Finally, he moved up and let his mouth envelope my rigid dink and his mouth started to glide up and down over the surface of my joystick. His mouth felt wonderful on my stiff pole as his wet, warm lips and the lining of his mouth wrapped around my tool like a steaming towel wrap. Seth sucked on my rod like a soda straw and soon I could feel the semen being released by those little boy seed factories and they began their journey up the elevator shaft to the exit. My mind was floating in the clouds as several drops of spunk spurted into Seth's mouth, giving him his first taste of my love juices. As he swallowed my meager offering and let my penis fall from his lips, I let my mind absorb all those awesome feelings that I had just experience with my young lover. "Did I do OK?" he wanted to know. "OK. You were sensational. Thanks, Seth. Thanks for everything." Having pleased and been pleased, we cuddled together for the rest of the night and we woke up the next morning feeling like we had just won Olympic Gold. * * * * * * * * If you enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at http://www.teenboyauthors.org/thewolf/, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mails may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com.