Date: Sun, 16 Apr 2023 23:01:37 +0000
From: Fantasins
Subject: You've Got Male - Chapter 3

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You've Got Male - by Fantasins

Chapter Three



RECAP OF CHAPTER TWO: It's the morning after our 12-year-old narrator's
foray into internet porn in 1997. He's just had a sex dream about his
15-year-old sister Annie in which she was trans and seducing him on the
couch. He wakes up to the sound of her voice from the kitchen speaking with
their parents. Soon thereafter, our narrator's best friend Josh arrives to
hang out for the weekend. They go to our young storyteller's room where
Josh is told all the pervy details to be shared, down to the incestuous
fantasies his friend has been having. This prompts Josh to make a move...


I had often wondered whether or not Josh was straight. He never acted jerky
or macho the way the other boys at school did. He was kind, thoughtful, and
a great kisser! Though to be fair, he was only the second person I'd
kissed. But something about this simple kiss. I leaned into him and
introduced my tongue to his. He let out a soft moan and bit his bottom lip
as our mouths parted.

We returned to ourselves to process what just happened. "So..." he said.

I opened my eyes wide, staring into space and replied, "So... Yeah, that
was..." we looked at each other smiled, and started laughing, ending with
me saying, "This is going to be fun."

Just then, we both jumped as we heard a knock at the door. It was Dad. "Hey
guys. So, since your sister's weekend was shot to hell, we're taking her
out shopping and to a movie to make up for it. Wanna tag along? Obviously,
you're invited, too," he said to Josh.

We didn't even have to check in with each other, we were staying in. "New
game," we said pointing at the TV, "but thank you!" We often spoke the same
words at the same time. It was like having another sibling.

"No problem. Have fun then. Bye boys!"

"Thanks, Chris." exclaimed Josh, taunting me with his encouraged
familiarity with my parents. We'd only just kissed, but having known each
other so long, he really knew which buttons to push to tease me in the
subtlest of ways. Dad was about to close the door when I remembered Annie's
favorite restaurant was just across the street from the mall and had an
idea.

"Wait, hey, Dad?"

Dad's head appeared from behind the door, "Yeah, buddy?"

"You guys are taking Annie to the Olive Garden, right?"

Dad chuckled, "Duh."

"Do you think maybe you could bring us home some food too?"

"Yeah, of course, what do you boys want?"

Josh was about to speak up, but I nudged him, cutting him off. "Can you
call us from the restaurant? We'll know by then for sure."

"Sounds like a plan!" It was. "See you in a few hours," he said closing the
door behind him.

Josh wasn't thrilled, "Dude, the Olive Garden sucks."

I smiled, "Yeah. I know. But now we'll know when they're on their way
back."

"Oh wow, you're good." Josh said, relaxing.

We continued playing our video game until we heard the car pull away. I
asked if he wanted to see something. He smiled and nodded. I made my way to
the walk-in closet and felt around for the hidden disk on the top shelf. I
walked back into the room, fanning the disk in his direction. "Wanna go
look at the porn I found?" Josh leapt off the bed and ran to the study
where the computer was ahead of me. I obviously took it as a Yes.

I fired up the computer as Josh pulled a folding chair from the closet and
brought it to the desk. I inserted the disk, and before long, we were
clicking through the images I'd gathered the night before. It didn't take
long for us both to get hard and show through our pants. Sitting there
together looking at porn, knowing he was not only hard, but knowing it was
okay for us to be hard together was... Fucking Hot! It was a perfect
opportunity to ask, "So is the reason you never show me your porn, because
it has guys in it?"

"Pretty much," he answered, blushing a little. "Obviously that won't be an
issue anymore."

"I guess not," I replied. "But Josh, I hope you know you could have told
me."

"I suppose, but I wasn't willing to risk it. I mean, you get it, right?"

"I get it," I told him. To Josh's and my own surprise, I took a bold step
and rested my hand on his tent. He let out a slow lust-filled breath and
did the same to me. "So," I said, "does this mean you're bi?"

"I guess, maybe? I mean, the dream you had about Annie was fucking hot but
it doesn't really fall into the guy or girl categories. I guess I'm like
you. I just want it all."

It was the best answer he could have given. I leaned in for another kiss
which was met with ample enthusiasm. Our lips locked and tongues dancing
had me aching between my legs. The air around me swirled with thoughts of
all the things I wanted to do to this boy, and him to me. As we broke our
kiss, he flicked his tongue up across my lips. God, he was sexy. I took a
breath and said, "My room?"

His grip on my cock tightened as he excitedly nodded with his eyes shut,
and said, "Your room. NOW."

I kissed him one more time and asked him to cover our tracks while I got
the shower ready, and his eyes lit up. I thought about my wet solo
adventure I'd had just a day ago and could almost feel the shower head
pulsing at my hole again. I was thrilled that this time, it might be Josh
playing with it instead. I didn't want to assume how far he was willing to
go, but I knew we both had a desperate need to cum together. I was just
getting undressed and walking into the shower when he walked in behind
me. "Hey, where do you want me to put it?"

I smiled as I turned around to say, "I Want it everywhere, but I don't
really have a lot of practi-" I stopped short as I realized he was talking
about the disk of porn in his hand, "Oh, that. Whoops, haha!" I pointed at
the closet and told him, "Top shelf, next to the L.A. Lights shoe
box. Actually; you can put it all in the box; the magazines and the
polaroid, too." I left the bathroom to lock the bedroom door, followed by
the bathroom door. I stepped under the water and immediately started
rubbing myself. As Josh came out of the closet and crossed the bathroom, I
asked him to close the mirrored closet door. He smiled as he understood
what I was planning and got his first view of me naked and stroking myself
for him. We'd showered together before but that was after PE class at
school. This was different. This was for us, and we had full length mirror
for us to watch every filthy act about to happen.

I watched eagerly as he removed his clothes. His cock sprang up from his
boxers and slapped his pelvis with a satisfying thump. We were both
decently endowed for our age; about 6 inches and very firm. He stepped into
the shower, and we immediately went back to making out, this time without a
single barrier between us. We positioned ourselves under the water and
pressed up against each other hard. Our cocks were pinned between our
pelvises as we rocked our hips into each other in perfect sync. He was
clearly a pleasure delayer, same as me. I got so lost in how fucking hot
this all was that I lost track of his hands, to me they were everywhere,
and I loved it.

I wanted to explore every inch of him, everywhere, simultaneously. I cupped
his ass with one hand and began stroking him with the other. He was like an
iron rod in my hand. My lips moved to his cheek, his jaw, his throat and
shoulders. He ran his fingers through my dripping hair and slid his other
down from my neck to my chest and further still. As he reached my bare cock
for the first time, he pulled me by my hair, arching my back slightly. I
closed my eyes, letting the water rain down on my face. My arms went limp,
and I fought to keep my legs from doing the same. In this moment, I was his
wanting plaything and he knew it. He kissed me deep before dragging the tip
of his tongue from my lips to my ear, and said, "I've been wanting to do
this since the day we met."

"What's that?" I gasped. He then quietly sank to his knees and began
licking the length of my cock, slowly from one end to the other and back. I
reached for his free hand and started sucking on his fingers; something I'd
seen in a picture the night before. He began stroking me again when I heard
him say, "You know, for a virgin, you're really fucking good at this," and
started exploring my balls with his tongue. He took each orb in his mouth,
expertly tugging at my sack with his lips and rolling his tongue underneath
with care. It had never occurred to me what a hot young mouth would feel
like taking care of my balls. I ran my free hand through his hair, holding
his head close. I looked down and groaned with desire as he stroked himself
at my feet. I watched him in the mirror and almost came at the sight of me
standing over him.

I leaned down and kissed him again, sliding my tongue between his lips and
guiding him to follow as I backed up to the shower bench. "Have you ever
sucked a cock before?"

"Yes," he replied, seeming almost shy.

"Well, I haven't," I said, winking. "Sit down."

"I'm loving this side of you!" he said, taking his spot as instructed. I
got on my knees in front of him and ran my hands from his chest down to his
beautiful young cock. I arched my back as best I could to give him a nice,
reflected view of my ass as I leaned down to take him into my mouth. He
dragged his fingers from my shoulders to the back of my head and slowly
rocked his hips forward. His swollen head pushed past my lips and was
immediately met by my swirling tongue. "Fuuuuuuck," he groaned softly. I
moaned around his perfect cock as his precum hit all the right spots in my
mouth. His fingers tightened in my hair and suggested an agreeable
rhythm. As my best friend fucked my mouth, I ran a hand up his thigh while
the other slowly pumped up from the base of his shaft. As my fingers
reached his mouth, his cock throbbed significantly against the roof of my
mouth. I got bolder and took him another inch deeper, pushing his rod
against the back of my throat.

As he sucked on my fingers, his whole body quickened, and I could feel him
getting closer. He started to pull me away when I reached back and kept his
hands firmly against the back of my head. I wanted him to know just how
much I needed to taste his cum. He obliged and returned to short thrusts
while moaning louder and louder. I moaned deeply as I took him all the way
to the hilt.

Josh threw his head back and cried out, "YES,
OH.. MY.. FU... yyeeEEEESSSS!!"

His fully engorged 12-year-old tool seemed to swell in girth yet again, as
a perceivable throb worked it's way from his balls, up the shaft, and
flooded into my begging mouth. His cum tasted perfect, almost like salted
ice cream. As I pulled him out, he fired off two more shots. One against
the roof of my mouth, and the other across my lips and cheekbone. I dragged
my finger across the thick string of cum and brought it to my mouth when he
took me by the wrist and sucked his own cum off my finger.

I swallowed his load and said, "You're as fucking nasty I am," then showing
him my empty mouth.

"Oh, buddy," he started, collapsing back on the bench. "You have no idea."

"Cool if I straddle you for a minute?" I asked eagerly.

"Yeah, go for it" He sat up straight and centered himself on the bench, as
I climbed up with a leg on either side of him. He reached around and
grabbed my ass, pulling me in closer. My cock was pressed against his
chest, and he dipped his head just enough to swirl the tip of his tongue
around the tip of my helmet. I leaned down, pulling his lips up to meet
mine, and dropped my cum-coated tongue into his mouth. I began tracing my
tongue up his jaw line when he said, "My god, you're so fucking sexy. Do
you have any idea how much fucking we're going to get away with?!"

"Oh, believe me, I'm way ahead of you," I said. "Speaking of which, I was
hoping we could try something?"

He pulled me in close with one arm and gently ran his fingers along the
length of me, and replied, "Actually I was hoping we could try something,
too."

I grinned from ear to ear, and said, "On three?"

SPOKEN TOGETHER: Me: "One, two, three, would you eat my ass? - YES!"  Josh:
"One, two, three, can I eat your ass? - YES!"

The words coming from his mouth made me throb so hard and suddenly that my
eyes rolled back, and I bit my lip. Josh was absolutely igniting my
inner-slut, and I his.

From my straddling position in Josh's lap, I stood up on the bench. He slid
out from under me and stood up. I placed my hands against the wall and soon
felt Josh's hands at my ass cheeks. I took a breath and felt him gently
open me up. I moaned as my face rested against the tile as it had just a
day ago. Finally, I felt his tongue at my tight virgin hole. The feeling
was unlike anything I'd experienced. His tongue and breath were much warmer
than I expected, and I love it. He pushed his tongue deeper into me,
flicking and probing at my ring. "Oh my fucking god!" I managed to gasp,
"don't you fucking sto-" He cut me off as his hand found my cock, and he
began running his hand back and forth over it as he drove his thumb up
against my taint with every stroke. At this point, he was practically
making out with my ass hole. This was the first time I felt close to coming
without being the one touching me.

He ran his free hand up the back of my leg until his finger was at the
entrance of my back door. I gently turned around holding his hand in
place. My cock was level with his face, and as he took me into his mouth,
his finger slid into me and started massaging my prostate. My legs tried to
give out as he looked up at me. I knew exactly what was going through his
head; he wanted my cum. No, he needed it.

I put my hands on either side of his head and started pumping my ass back
against his hand. As he impaled his throat on my dick, I felt my orgasm not
far off. I watched our reflection as I was throating and getting fingered
by my best friend. Every few seconds, he would pull off and spit on my cock
before taking it back into his mouth. As he quickened the pace of his digit
inside me, it finally happened. I think he knew it before I did, because as
I was about to climax, he stopped stroking me and grabbed my ass, both
fingering me, and pushing me as far into his throat as possible. My hand
moved to the top of his head to steady myself as he pulled back and said,
"Cum for me. Cum all over my face.

"Mmmmm, god yes. You want it?" I cried out harder than I'd ever been.

I grabbed my cock and started tugging like a madman, he started stroking
himself again, and said, "Give me that cum, baby. I want it. Give me all
your cum, it's mine and I need it."

I barely got ten pumps in before I found myself blasting a thick wad across
his face. Like him, I spurted several more times, hitting him in the face
and blasting my stomach again in the process. The desire on his face was
undeniable and he instantly began licking me clean. I slid down the wall
until I was sitting again. He crouched in front of me, and as he leaned in
to kiss me, cleaned his face with my tongue, nudging it into his mouth. The
kissing got sloppier as we swapped my cum back and forth over our
tongues. He was so fucking hot.

He sat next to me on the bench and I kissed him on the cheek before saying,
"As yummy as that was, are you as hungry as I am??

"Fucking starving," he answered.

As we were drying off, I suggested we put on some swim trunks in case we
wanted to go swimming. It also gave us a viable excuse to spend the rest of
the day together with our shirts off and possibly disappear for another
shower later. As I handed him one of my spares, he said, "I don't know
about you, but I can't wait to do that again, and more!"

"Josh, I want to play with you every opportunity I get," I said.

"Okay," he said, smiling, "good, because I officially love licking your cum
off your stomach!" Speaking of, can I see that picture you took?"

I was confused. "What do you mean, you just put it in the shoe box, didn't
you?"

"No, it wasn't up there," he said. "Why, what's wrong?"

I leapt off the bed and ran to the closet. I took the box down and looked
inside, then next to and under it. It was nowhere. In a panic, I checked my
bedroom door, still locked. Dad never fully entered the room, I knew
that. I searched the closet for any clue. Finally, the answer came to me,
and I did not know what to do with it. Josh saw the expression on my face
and asked, "What? IS everything okay?"

I stared in disbelief at the crossbar holding the hangers where I kept my
shirts, and spoke, "No."

"What is it??" Josh asked.

As my mind raced, I managed to speak only a single word, "Annie."