Date: Wed, 4 Aug 2010 20:06:52 -1000 From: Chris Parker Subject: Chris and Chris This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between a boy and a young man. If you are under 18, or offended by such descriptions, go away. If you would like to comment on it, please email the author at the address above. Chris and Chris I'm the youngest teacher at my school, just a year out of college, just one year of teaching under my belt. A few weeks ago one of the older teachers, a guy who had married into a shitload of money, had a party for faculty and their families at his house. It was the first time I'd been there, and the place was sick. It was easily one of the nicest (and most expensive) houses I'd ever been in. Two of the other teachers there were a married couple, and they brought their two sons. The older one, Chris, is 12 and going into seventh grade. He's a really cute kid, slender, athletic, with brown hair that's a little bleached out. His brother Shaun is two years younger. I've become good friends with their parents, been to their house a number of times, and get along well with the boys, especially Shaun, who is a little bucket of energy. Chris is more subdued, and often moody. He thinks it's cool that I have the same first name as him, but he doesn't show as much affection to me as his brother. In many ways, he can really be a little shit, and he gives his parents quite a bit of trouble. So at the party, a bunch of us were in the pool playing Marco Polo, and eventually I decided to get out. I wrapped a towel around my waist, went inside, and started talking to some of the other adults. I stayed standing because I didn't want to get any of the furniture wet. About fifteen minutes later Chris came walking over and hung out by me. He kept eyeing my towel, and finally asked, "what are you wearing under there?" Just to mess with him, I said, "nothing." He asked, "you mean you're naked under there?" I replied, "yup." "You're really naked?" he asked again. "Really naked," I lied. Chris kept hanging around and looking at my towel. After a few minutes he suddenly grabbed the towel and ripped it off of me. Of course, I was still in my board shorts, and I could see by the look on his face he was embarrassed and pissed. He walked away and went back by the pool. I wrapped the towel around me again, and a thought made its way into my head. A few minutes later I went outside, put my hand on the back of Chris' neck, and said, "come with me." Without anyone noticing, I took him to one of the guest bedrooms at the opposite end of the house. I closed the bedroom door, took him into the bathroom, and locked the door. Chris looked puzzled, and I said to him, "That was a pretty dick thing you did, trying to make me naked in front of everybody." He hung his head and said he was sorry. Reaching under my towel, I opened my shorts and slid them off as he watched. "Now I'm naked under here," I said, then turned around, lifted the back of my towel, and showed him my bare butt. I turned again and faced him. "If you want to see me naked, you can do it here. Just not in front of other people." My dick was getting a little excited, and I could feel that familiar tingling in my helmet. Chris hesitated for a moment, then reached over and pulled off my towel. I stood naked in front of him. Chris had his eyes fixed on my junk, a little grin on his face. "Touch it," I said. He lightly grabbed my cock, which went rock hard immediately. His eyes got wide and his jaw dropped. "Damn, it's big," he exclaimed. (It's cut, seven inches, decent thickness, with a full bush.) "Play with my nuts, too," I ordered. He fondled them with his left had, and kept his right hand on my boner. "Do you know about jacking off?" I asked him. "Yeah," he replied. "Do you mind doing that to me?" I asked. "I don't mind," he said, and started to stroke my shaft. "Keep playing with my nuts," I told him. I could see a bulge forming in the front of his shorts. He adjusted it. "You're getting hard, too, aren't you?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "Can I see it?" I asked. "I dunno. It's not very big," he answered, continuing to stroke and fondle me. "I wouldn't expect it to be," I told him, "but fair is fair. You're seeing me naked. Besides, I'd like to return the favor and jack you off. Maybe more." "More?" he asked. "You ever had your dick sucked?" I asked, pretty sure what the answer would be. "No," he said. "It's the best feeling in the world," I told him, then asked, "do you jack off?" "Sometimes," he admitted. "It feels way better than that," I told him. "Can I do it to you?" It took a little more encouraging, but I finally talked him into dropping his shorts. And there he stood, naked and hard right in front of me. His dick was maybe five inches long, cut, and it stuck up about sixty degrees. A few wisps of light brown fur were at its base. Below it hung his hairless nutsack, with a couple of eggs that were pretty good size for his age. He was beautiful naked. I just about came right then. "You got a nice sized dick and balls," I told him, "bigger than I was at your age." He smiled and asked, "Really?" "Yup, you got nothing to be ashamed of." I grabbed his cock and started stroking it while fondling his nuts, and he went back to doing the same to me. He moaned a little. We stopped for a moment and I rubbed our helmets together. He moaned some more. "Do you squirt when you jack off?" I asked him. "Yeah," he replied, "I just started to." Now I was really turned on. I was going to eat his boyjizz. I started to leak precum. "Are you gonna squirt?" he asked. "In a little while," I told him. I wiped up my precum with my finger and ate it. He looked surprised, and started to smile. "Keep jacking me," I told him. I was getting close. "Faster," I said, "and don't stop until I tell you." He picked up the speed. I fondled his nuts again and played with his cock, and was soon at the point of no return. "I'm gonna cum now," I warned him. He aimed my cock to his side just as I let loose a fountain of jizz. Three long thick ropes shot out and landed on the dark tile floor, followed by five or six smaller spurts. Having his dick and balls in my hand as I came made it feel awesome, and no doubt had something to do with how much jizz I shot. It was one fucking great orgasm. Chris looked at my jizz and said, "holy shit, there's so much of it. And it's so white. Mine isn't white." "It will be," I told him, then took him over by the toilet. I sat down, pulled him in front of me, stared at his sweet young boner, and told him, "okay, your turn to get off." I fondled his nuts some more and looked at his young cock as it pulsed. His helmet had become larger and a deeper purple. I remembered what it was like to be that age and that excited. I grabbed his ass cheeks, pulled him closer, and wrapped my lips around his helmet. His whole body shuddered and he moaned, his voice deeper than I'd ever heard it. I ran my tongue over his helmet, licked the sensitive spot under his pisshole, then around the ridge at the base of his helmet, down the seam on the underside of his dick, around his circumcision scar, sucked his nuts one at a time, then both together. His hands were squeezing my shoulders, and he kept moaning and trembling the whole time. I went back to work on his helmet, and after a few seconds he gasped and jerked backwards, pulling his dick out of my mouth. "Anything wrong?" I asked. He caught his breath and said, "it felt so good I couldn't stand it." "Should I stop?" "No," he said, "keep going." He stuck his dick back into my mouth, and I easily took the whole thing. I sucked him up and down the length of his shaft, and he started thrusting his hips, fucking my mouth. He put his hands on the back and sides of my head and kind of took over. I fondled his nuts some more, and he groaned. He started pumping faster, and within a few seconds said "I'm gonna squirt." "Mmm hmmm," I replied, without taking my mouth off his dick. I worked over his helmet and he groaned "oohhh, fuuuccckkkk." He grabbed my shoulders, and unloaded a volley of his sweet hot boyseed into my mouth. At least four powerful shots hit the back of my mouth. The taste was just delicious. I ran my tongue over his helmet some more while holding on to his butt cheeks. He whimpered and shook, and his knees went out. I held him up by his ass, and he wrapped his arms around my neck. We were face to face, looking into each others eyes, and what I saw was pure happiness. "Oh my god," he said, "that was the best thing I ever felt in my life. Holy fuck." I'd never heard him say "fuck" before, except right before he came. "Thanks Chris," he said, and hugged me tight. "Thank YOU Chris," I replied, hugging him back. "Can we do this again some time?" he asked. "Yeah, " I said, "I'd like that." I really would. # # # If you want to read about some of my earlier adventures, check out the "Kyle and His Brothers" series in the young friends section from Dec 29 2006, or the "Scotty" series in the adult youth section from Sep 6 2009.