Date: Mon, 03 Jan 2005 22:48:45 +0000 From: Rebel 777 Subject: Blaine's New Life - Chapter 1 (M/t/t, oral, anal) Blaine's New Life By Rebel Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between an older male and two young males. If material of this nature offends you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their actions. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. This is only my second submission to Nifty Archives. I have written other stories, but I have never submitted them anywhere. Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to Rebel777@hotmail.com. * * * * * * * Chapter 1 -- A Chance Encounter Blaine was still in his boxers, vegging out in front of the TV. After calling the office and letting them know that he was still alive, it had been a quiet afternoon with nothing demanding his immediate attention. He was watching some comedy that was rather boring, but it was the best thing on the screen right now. He got up and went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and grabbed a beer. Opening the beer, he gulped down about half of it. God, how he needed that, so cold, so refreshing. After looking out through the kitchen window, Blaine went back to the living room, fell back into his chair, and gulped down more beer. His eyes were on the TV, but he wasn't really watching it, his thoughts were on his recent trip to Germany. It had been his first trip to Europe, but certainly not the last. His business was expanding by leaps and bounds and he knew he'd be going back often. Yesterday he had come home from Germany and he was happy to be back. It had been a difficult three weeks, and all of the delays and "security checks" that were demanded nowadays, didn't make the trip any easier. His thoughts glided back to the screen. He reached for the remote, turning it off and wondering what to do next. Still suffering the effects of jet lag, he decided to go outside for a little walk. Although he'd lived here for several months now, he hadn't been around the neighborhood much. He dragged his butt off to his bedroom and finally got some clothes on. He was used to a faster pace, but the 12-hour difference in time zones had really screwed up his internal clock. He closed the door shut behind him, and looked around. It was getting dark, but the streetlights lit up most of the street. He started heading down the street, not with any destination in mind, just enjoying the cooler evening air as he walked. He started thinking about his life, where he was going, and what he was doing. On the other side of the street he saw a couple walking hand in hand, laughing. Blaine smiled as his thoughts went back to Cindy, his ex. How he missed her, but they had finally called it quits when she had the opportunity to move to Chicago. It had been an amenable parting; they just had grown in different directions. Although he had lived here a while, he usually just left his house, drove the block or so to the main street, and went to his office. He had never spent much time exploring the subdivision where he lived. He had been ambling along for half an hour or so, when some strange noises caught his attention. He looked around... nothing! He was all alone on the street, a tall wooden fence on his left side, and the road on his right. This was an upper middle class neighborhood with sidewalks around the nice homes and streetlights on every corner. There it was again, that strangely familiar noise. He heard moans and low murmurings, and was sure that it sounded like someone having sex. This peaked his curiosity and he had to know for sure, had to investigate what it was. He stood perfectly still, waiting to hear the sound again, his heart beating faster. Again, he heard it, and now he was sure, it was definitely the sounds of sex. He could hear moaning. It sounded like it came from behind the fence. Damn, it was too high for him to peek over. He had to get around it. Exactly just what was going on here? Blaine was curious. He felt a tingle run through his body. He followed the fence toward the rear of the corner lot, coming to a part that jogged in and was covered in shadows where he could actually get through. There were a couple of boards missing and some high bushes on the other side. He squatted down in the shadows, peeking through the fence. What he saw made him hold his breath. He couldn't believe his eyes. There were two boys together in the back yard. One was lying flat on his back, his shorts pulled down to his knees, and hands pillowing his head on the grass. The other boy was on all fours at right angles to the first, bobbing his head up and down. `Shit, he's sucking the boy's cock,' Blaine thought. He'd heard about gay sex before, of course, but had never seen it, and never by anyone so young. This was unbelievable, a boy giving head to his friend right here in the back yard in the middle of the neighborhood. Now he'd seen everything. Could this be for real? Blaine rubbed his eyes, but the image of the boy sucking off his friend didn't go away. He eased himself through the boards and squatted in the bushes inside the back yard. Blaine's hand went down to his crotch, and started rubbing his cock through his jeans. Gradually his cock grew harder and harder. Blaine wished that he could be closer to this, but he didn't dare to even try to close in on the boys. So he crouched in the shadows watching the boy perform his oral act on his friend. Blaine noticed that the friend was panting; obviously, he liked it. He unzipped his jeans and took his cock out into the cool evening air. His hand closed around the semi-hard shaft and started stroking it. Watching the boys was arousing Blaine more and more. He saw the boy stop and get to his feet. Blaine thought that the show was over, but then the boy started to undress. His pants and underwear came off, slipping past his bare feet and dropping to the ground, until he stood half-naked before his friend. Blaine could see that he was about 14 or 15, and was well into puberty, his 6-inch cock sticking straight out in front of him. He quickly pulled the abbreviated t over his head and tossed it aside. Then he got down on the grass again, took the cock back into his mouth, and continued sucking it. Blaine studied every detail of the boy's young, firm body in the sparse light from the moon and the street. The boy was well built, and Blaine actually found him attractive, which really startled him. He had never been attracted to men or boys before; why now? What was happening to him? How he wished he were right up there with the couple, bobbing on the boy's cock while the boy was sucking on his friend. He had never had any thoughts like this before; where were they coming from? He could easily make his thought come true, but he didn't have enough courage to just walk up there and do it. Ready to cum, Blaine stopped stroking his cock and just sat there enjoying watching the couple. Blaine's cock was rock-hard and the head moist with pre-cum. Then the boy did something Blaine hadn't expected; he positioned himself on all fours, his ass facing his friend. Talk about being ready to fuck doggy-style! His friend got up from the ground, obviously needing little encouragement. He moved behind the first and aimed his cock at the boy's ass. Blaine saw the first boy reach back and grab hold of the cock, guiding it up his hole. The second boy started humping his ass, and Blaine could hear the boys moan. Blaine wanted to cum right there, and now the sight was too much. Never before had he seen an image so erotic, so arousing. He used to think that facial cum-shot pictures were the most erotic and arousing, but this surpassed it way more! The friend kept on humping and humping. Blaine thought that with the speed he was fucking his friend, it had to hurt the boy somehow. It was too much for Blaine to stand. He tried as quietly as he could to sneak up behind the couple. The boys hadn't noticed him. "What are you doing?" Blaine asked. The boys turned their heads in surprise, and a look of despair and humiliation went over their pretty faces. The first boy tried to shove his friend off his back, but with no luck. The second boy seemed frozen in shock and fear. "That really looks great! I bet you like being fucked in the ass by your horny friend, don't you?" Blaine said with a smile. There was no response from the kids, just more struggling to get apart. "You do like it, don't you," Blaine said again, his voice growing hoarse. The boys nodded. Sitting down next to them, Blaine reached under and took hold of the boy's hard cock, starting to stroke it. The boy looked at him, his face flushed red, and he looked away from Blaine. His friend had started fucking him again, and Blaine tried to match his stroking with the friend's thrusting. God, how wonderful his uncircumsized cock felt in his hand. This was the first cock, besides his own, that he had had in his hand since junior high school when he and his buddies used to jack each other off. For some strange reason, he really wanted to be here; he wanted to be stroking this boy's cock. He realized that he wanted so much to suck it, feel the boy's rod inside his mouth. Then Blaine did something he thought he'd never ever do again. He got down under the kid, his back on the grass and his face directly beneath the hard cock. He saw the second boy's balls banging against the boy's ass. How wonderful. As he lifted his head to the boy's cock, a large drop of pre-cum dropped from the cock foreskin, cascading down on his lips. It was warm and creamy. Blaine licked his lips and felt the pre-cum on his tongue. Eagerly, his mouth went around the cockhead, and he started sucking on the head and reaming the foreskin like there was no tomorrow. "Oh god mister, that feels great!" he heard the boy say above him. Blaine started easing up and down on the shaft and found that he liked it, then his mouth started going furiously up and down the hard shaft. Blaine's own cock was about to burst, it had never been this hard before. He reached down and started stroking it; he wanted to cum, he needed to cum. It didn't take long before the boy whimpered, "Oh god, I...I'm about to cum... cum...oh yes..." Blaine stopped, and just kissed the purple head, his tongue running teasingly around the engorged head. "Make me cum..." the boy pleaded. Blaine just smiled and kissed up the hard shaft, gently licking his balls, and then continued to the friend's balls, as the boy's cock was pistoning in and out. "Oh wow, oh, oh, oh," he heard from above, thinking that it must have been the second boy. He stopped stroking his own cock as he felt the surge from his balls. He didn't want to cum just yet. He crawled out from beneath the boy and went behind the couple, lying down between their legs. He watched how the balls rocked back and forth in the rhythm of the fucking. He reached up and gently started to caress the friend's ballsac. Then he heard the boy moan out loud, his voice hoarse and breathless. "GOD...I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Blaine got back up on his feet and stood above them both, watching the friend unload his warm cum up in the first boy's ass. The boy seemed to be in ecstasy; he was thrashing all about, his ass grinding hard against his friend, trying to get in deeper. Blaine watched intently as the throes of ecstasy subsided, and the friend pulled out of the first, and kinda rolled onto the grass, lying there, gasping for breath with a look of extreme bliss on his face. The first boy raised up and sat back on his knees, his still hard cock sticking straight out in front of him. Blaine stepped around in front of the boy, grabbed him by the shoulders and lifted him up, making him sit just in front of his hard cock. Needing no encouragement, the boy took Blaine's cut cock into his mouth, his tongue playing with the head, slowly swirling up the shaft. He started bobbing his head back and forth, sucking the cock deeper into his mouth. He got the entire 8 inches into his mouth, the cock sliding down the boy's throat. This boy sure knew how to suck cock. Blaine could feel the cum starting to boil up from his heavy balls. With a grunt, Blaine shot his cum into the kid's mouth. He pushed his cock down his throat, and pressed his face into his crotch, shooting the cum down the boy's throat, without the boy even having a chance to swallow. The orgasm rocked through his body, making him almost fall backwards; this was truly a great experience. Blaine pulled his cock out and he saw the boy gulp down the remaining cum, then his tongue snaked out to his cockhead, cleaning it. Stepping back and putting his drained cock back into the jeans, Blaine looked at the boy. A thin trail of cum had leaked from his mouth, and had left a trail down his chin. The boy was still on his knees, stroking his cock furiously. Blaine smiled, he liked seeing this kid stroke his own cock. He wanted to suck off the boy, but at the same time he didn't want to, he wanted to tease him, make him cum by his own hand. Blaine opened his mouth to speak. Then without warning, the kid came. His cock spewed a thick jet of white cum, spraying almost two feet. The jet was followed by three more thick jets, and then the rest of his cum trickled out of the head. The kid was moaning and squeezing his balls hard while he was cumming. He then raised his hand to his mouth and licked off his own cum. That was something Blaine had never done, he had never tasted his own cum; he always found it too kinky. `Maybe I should try tasting my own cum someday?' he thought. Only the boy's panting could be heard while Blaine stood there in his own thoughts. Blaine was brought back to reality when the boy reached for his jeans. Blaine looked down at him. The boy was squatting now, his other hand down under his ass, and then he brought it up for Blaine to see. A small puddle of cum was in his hand. He brought it to his own mouth and gulped down the cum, licking his lips, and then putting his hand down to his ass once again. "Want a taste?" he asked Blaine. In an instant, Blaine panicked. Running out of there, Blaine left the boys behind. So many things were racing through his mind. Had anyone seen him do this? What would his friends say? Was he a pervert for doing this? He needed to get away, needed some time alone to sort out things. He didn't stop running until he was home, which remarkably was only a couple of blocks away. Locking the door behind him, he fell back against the door, sliding down to the floor. He brought his knees to his chest and sat there all alone, thinking about what had just happened. Maybe he had finally found himself? He had never done anything with a guy before, let alone a young teen. Well, he did get semi-hard in gym class when he was in junior high and high school, but that was just guys comparing each other -- wasn't it? Then he remembered the first time he was shown how to jack off. His neighbor, Donnie, was about three months older than he was, and they had compared sizes often, usually as just a game of `you show me yours, and I'll show you mine'. One time Donnie reached over and stroked on his hard cock. The feelings were wonderful, but he had no idea what was happening. When Blaine asked, Donnie just said, "It's something I learned from the other kids at school. It feels good doesn't it?" Blaine had to agree and let him continue, but he was so overwhelmed, he didn't take hold of Donnie in return. He just stood there enjoying the feelings. After a few minutes of stroking, Blaine felt things change in his belly. He got nervous and tried to pull back, but Donnie said, "Just keep going. Trust me; it'll feel great in just a minute," so Blaine let him continue. Donnie was right; it did feel better very soon. Blaine felt his entire body shake and convulse, with a warm feeling of fireworks going off inside. He kinda collapsed next to Donnie while Donnie slowed his stroking, and finally stopped. Donnie looked up at him and said, "That was great wasn't it?" "Damn! It sure was. That was the best feeling I've ever had. What Happened?" Donnie proceeded to tell Blaine that he was `jacking him off' and the feeling was called `cumming'. "And when we get older, we can shoot sperms, like they taught us in health class," Donnie told him. The next day, Donnie talked Blaine into stroking his cock for him. It was a wild time for Blaine as he felt his best friend's hard cock, and the pulsing of it at the end. After that first time, they did it almost every day, and even tried sucking each other a few times, until Donnie moved away a few months later. After that, Blaine was hooked on jacking off, like every other boy in the world, but he never thought about finding someone else to do it with. After all, that would be `queer'. He did engage in mutual jack-offs, but that was all. Remembering all these happenings, he started to wonder about a LOT of things about his life. Tonight really was an eye-opener for him. He couldn't remember ever being so turned on and so hard, or shooting such an ecstatic orgasm in his life. Blaine dragged himself up from the floor and headed for his bedroom, undressed, and got into bed. He had a lot of troubling thoughts and knew he needed to change things in his life. He couldn't get the images of the two boys out of his mind. The entire experience had made Blaine open his eyes to a whole new world. He had seen things that made him want to try them, seen things that aroused him beyond anything he'd ever tried before. All he needed to do now was find a way to try these things more often. Maybe the boys would be there in the daytime... To Be Continued...