Date: Wed, 11 Mar 2020 00:03:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Arthur Bach Subject: Sixth Grade All State Chorus, Part 2 (Bi - Adult/Youth) This story is fictional, and no character is meant to represent a person, living or dead. It depicts the fantasy of sexual contact between minors and an adult. If this is not something that interests you and/or you are not allowed to read this because of your age or jurisdiction, please go elsewhere. I'm happy to hear intelligent feedback at arthurjbach@yahoo.com. Flames and e-mails with attachments will be ignored. Please make sure that you make a donation to Nifty.org to keep this great resource alive. Sixth Grade All State Chorus, Part 2 Liam was a nice, sweet boy who was also an excellent singer. He had medium dark brown hair, fair skin, and wore dark glasses. He was short and skinny, probably only came up to my chest. He was also very affectionate, often hugging me, which was unusual for 6th grade boys. In any event, Liam was the other student who was chosen, by audition, of course, to go to the Sixth Grade All State Chorus. We arrived at the hotel; that would be Nancy, Liam, Mrs. Jones (an English teacher who I was friendly with and had agreed to stay in the hotel room with Nancy), and myself. The hotel was nice, with a large open space in the middle surrounded by nine floors of rooms. The open space held several tables and lounge areas; in one corner was the buffet for breakfast, and one corner held the hotel bar. We checked in and made our way up the elevator. Both kids were chatting, excited about the weekend ahead. I was too, hoping that somehow, someway, I'd be able to get some alone time with Nancy. It'd be tough with their being people in our respective rooms, but we could make it happen. We arrived at the 7th floor and made our way to our adjacent rooms. When Liam and I entered ours, I was surprised to find that it was a single bed. Both rooms were supposed to be doubles, giving each person their own bed. I made a phone call down to the front desk, and while they had admitted they made a mistake, they were completely booked up for the night and there was nothing they could do. They offered me a discount, which I accepted, although it didn't make a difference as I was going to get reimbursed. I hung up the phone and turned towards Liam. "Well, bud, I guess we have to share this bed." He smiled back at me. "It's okay, Mr. J. I don't mind. I think I'm going to unpack and get a shower." I was glad that it wasn't going to be a big deal for him; quite frankly, I didn't mind sleeping with the boy, myself. He was very cute and sometimes when he got close to me it would get me going a little bit. I was looking forward to getting to get close to him under the covers. We both spent the next few minutes unpacking our clothes and putting them in the provided drawers. Liam wore a white t-shirt and blue gym shorts, while I wore jeans and a black polo. Liam grabbed some clothes and then went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. When I heard the shower running, I walked over to his side of the room and opened up his top drawer. In it he had placed exactly what I was looking for: his underwear. Placed in a neat stack were two more pairs of Gap briefs, one white, one gray. My cock swelled, looking at the material that snugged up close against his most private areas. I heard the water shutoff, so I quickly changed into an old t-shirt and gym shorts that I would be sleeping in and hopped into the bed. When Liam emerged from the bathroom, I was shocked to find that the boy wore only a tight, white undershirt, and a pair of Gap briefs, these ones were gray with yellow horizontal stripes. The material, as I had imagined, hugged his body closely, particularly every lump and curve on his young frame. While it was true he was a skinny boy, he had a nice little bubble but, and the material in the front did little to hide the shape of his immature penis and ball sack. I realized that I was making it obvious that I was watching him as his eyes caught mine, and I found myself being thankful that I was under the covers which hid my erection. He walked toward the bed, crawled in under the covers next to me, gave me a hug, and smiled that sweet smile, "Good night, Mr. J. Don't let the bed bugs bite!" I shut the lights off and closed my eyes, wishing there was a way I could jerk off without being detected. Some number of hours later, I awoke to the sound of crying, coming from my left. I leaned over and saw Liam on his side, his body shaking as he cried. "Liam, what's wrong?" I asked, grabbing his shoulder. "Nothing," he said, shifting away from me. "Liam, are you hurt? Why are you crying?" "It's nothing, I just had a bad dream." "Come on, Liam. It's okay, you can talk to me." He turned towards me. "You won't laugh?" "Of course not." "You promise you won't laugh?" "I promise I won't laugh. What's going on?" He paused. "I think I peed the bed." "Okay," I responded calmly. "That's okay. Let's get you up and get cleaned up." "But I'm all wet," he said meekly. "I know, that's why we gotta get you cleaned up, Liam," I responded. "It's okay, it's just you and me here and I won't tell anyone about this, I promise." "Okay," he said, standing up. "Go into the bathroom and start the shower," I instructed. As I said this, I pulled off the sheets, looking for how large and expansive the stain would be. When I pulled the covers off, there was no stain to be seen. "Liam, are you sure you wet the bed?" I asked, turning towards him. When I faced him, he was holding another pair of briefs, white ones this time. "Yeah, I mean, my underwear is all wet," he said, motioning down towards his groin. When I looked down, I could see two things. One, his penis was somewhat erect. It didn't look like it was all the way hard, but it was definitely larger and pointed out farther than it had before. And two, he was in fact wet around his groin area. But upon seeing it, I was sure it wasn't urine. "Okay bud, I think I know what's going on. Come have a seat," I said, leading him over towards the bed. He sat down next to me and I could still clearly see his slightly tumescent penis and the wet spots that smattered his groin. "Here's what happened, bud. You had a wet dream. Do you know what that is?" He shook his head. "You're starting to grow up, Liam. And your body is starting to be able to reproduce. This is how babies are made. When you meet a woman you like, you two will get married, and you'll put your penis inside of her. After a while, you will shoot out this liquid called semen that will carry your sperm, go into the woman, and create a baby." "Yeah, I know something about that stuff. But why is it happening when I'm asleep?" "Because your body is getting used to all these changes. And I guess, you're backed up, for lack of a better term." "Oh," he said, looking down at this cum stained crotch, still holding the fresh white briefs in his hands. "Well, how do I get it to stop. I only have so much underwear, you know?" "Well, listen, if we need to get you new underwear, that's no problem. How to get it to stop? Well, Liam, it's kind of difficult to say." "Why?" he asked. "Because, it's not usually the sort of thing that teachers and students talk about. I could get in a lot of trouble for this, and I don't want to do that." He sat up on the bed, crossing his legs and facing me. "I won't tell anyone, Mr. J. I promise. I know you're just helping me." "You can't tell anyone," I replied. "Not your parents, not your friends, no one." "I promise, cross my heart and hope to die." "Okay," I said, pausing for a second. "Well, something that a lot of men and boys do is called masturbating. That's when you stroke your penis. It's supposed to simulate sex—when you stick your dick inside a woman. And if you do it long enough, that's when your semen comes out. That's called cumming." "Is that what happened when I was sleeping?" "Yeah, bud. If you do it when you're awake, it probably won't happen while you're asleep." "Oh, okay. Wow. How often should I do this?" "Well, usually you'll do it whenever your penis gets stiff. That means that you're aroused. At your age, it's going to happen a lot, so just do it whenever you can." "Mr. J..." he said, looking at me questioning eyes. "Yeah, Liam?" "It's stiff now." I looked down and could clearly see his erection poking the front of his briefs. It looked to be about 4" long and I could even tell that he was cut. "Yeah, you certainly are. That's okay. Probably because of all our talk. Why don't you go into the bathroom so you can take care of it?" "Okay," he said quietly, standing up. I watched his underwear clad boner lead the way as he walked back into the bathroom. I laid back down against the bed, my cock absolutely stone hard in my underwear. I couldn't believe all I was just exposed to. Seeing him like that, so exposed, little dick stiff in his wet briefs, was so arousing to me. During the whole conversation there was a part of me that wanted to lay him on the bed and have my way with him. I then heard the bathroom door open. "Mr. J?" Liam called out. "Yeah bud?" "Nothing is happening. I don't think I'm doing it right." "You just have to keep going a little longer, Liam." "Can you...help me?" "Are you sure?" "Yeah, please. I wanna do this right." I was up and out of my bed in a flash. I walked to the bathroom and saw that Liam had his head poking through it. He opened the door, allowing me inside. I drank in the sight of his body; he had removed his t-shirt and was now left only in his underwear, still hard. I decided to remove my own t-shirt and shorts so that I could be with him. "Wow...you're really stiff, too," he said, observing my tent in my gray boxer briefs. "Yeah, this is whole thing is really turning me on. Okay, the first thing you gotta do is get out of your underwear." "Okay," he said obediently. His hands reached to each side of his hips so he could slide his briefs down. His erection snapped up against his stomach as his underwear slid down his legs to his ankles, where he kicked them away from his feet. "Come over here and face me," I ordered, sitting on the closed lid of the toilet. He walked over to me, his erection leading the way. As I had surmised, it was 4" and cut and just beautiful. It was smooth and pink and perfectly shaped, ending at the head with a nice taper. Above his cock were about 20 soft pubic hairs that matched the hair on the top of his head. The rest of his body was hairless, including his balls which hung low in the their pouch and seemed just a bit too big on his small body. "Show me what you were doing," I said. I watched him bring up his right hand to grip his penis, but he wasn't really stroking it. It was more like he was waving it around. "Okay, I see what the problem is. Do you mind if I just show you?" His eyes lit up, and he nodded his head vigorously. I reached out and took hold of his kid dick, feeling its warmth and hardness. I was able to cover the entire length of it with my hand, and when my hand manipulated the head, he moaned. I loosened my grip and pulled forward, stroking and swirling around the head and I felt his knees buckle, a boyish gasp escaping his lips. I stroked a few more times, his moans becoming silent as he was overtaken by the feelings originating in his groin. I could feel my hand getting a little clammy, so I let a generous dollop of spit land on the palm, which I then used to slicken up his boy cock, getting a nice rhythm going. The sounds of my hand on his lubed cock and his moaning filled the bathroom. As I continued to stroke him and stare at his barely pubescent penis, I felt a hand reaching for my own erection. I looked down and saw Liam's hand playing with my cock through my underwear, doing to me what I was doing to him. I let go of his penis to pull my underwear down, allowing my boner to pop up. He immediately grabbed on to it and began stroking me as I took hold of his penis. Remembering what I did before, he let some spit fall on his hand, using his saliva to lube up my cock. So here we were, two males, one man, one boy in one hotel bathroom stroking each other. One of us was about to have his millionth orgasm, and another his first. Two bros, helping each other out in the middle of the night. A teacher teaching his student a very valuable lesson. While I was trying to decide what I liked better, stroking the young boy or being stroked by the young boy, Liam's breathing started to intensify and his moaning started to get higher and louder. I knew what was about to happen and how it was going to make him feel. "Okay, Liam, I think you're getting close," I said, intensifying my stroking. "It might feel like you are going to pee. You're not, so just let it happen." He nodded at me as I let another dollop of spit land on his dick, and started stroking faster. After about twenty seconds, his moaning hit a peak and he screamed, "Oh shit!", the first time I had ever heard him curse. A jet of clear boycum shot out of the tip of his dick and landed on my chest. He let out another scream as another shot of cum hit me, followed by another, followed by two or three more. His dick pulsed in my hand as he came and cried out as these feelings overwhelmed his body for the first time, ever. As I was observing his cum, I realized that he was still stroking me, and that the feeling of his hand combined with the eroticism of the moment was driving me to my own orgasm. "Keep going," I whispered, feeling myself getting there, going over the top of the hill. I cried out as he stroked me to my cum, my thick, white, mancum covering his thin little body. I cried out as he continued to stroke me, having to push his hand away as it got far too sensitive to be touched. I looked back and forth between our two bodies: my slightly hairy stomach had been somewhat saturated by his watery boycum, while his smooth torso had been drenched with my cum. "That was amazing...but I guess I really am going to need another shower tonight," Liam said. 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