Date: Sun, 24 Jan 2010 22:17:01 +0800 From: Johnny Kape Subject: Love Needs Learning, Chapter 9 Before this chapter: This chapter is the last one of this story. Thank you to all who spent their time writing feedbacks to me. I'm glad that you like this story. As I have said, this story is not pure fiction. It contains some of my unhappy memories in my childhood. Some readers told me that they had the same lonely, helpless feelings in their childhood, too. They, too, had nobody that they could trust, to talk to. I understand the bad feelings. That's one of the main reason why I wrote this story. Also in this story, I put much of the society background of where I come from. I wanted to reflect some of the social problems I saw during these years. I'd like to dedicate this story to all the lonely kids, who may feel that they are being ignored. And, the most important thing I'd like to say is, no matter how lonely you are, we are always with you. Don't give up your hope and your life. Again, I wrote this story in my own language first, then tried to translate into English. Great thanks to Matthew Templar, who helped me with my English, and helped me walk through a hard time during the days I wrote this story. I don't know how to show my appreciation to him, so I can just say "thank you, Matt". I recommend to everyone to read his stories, especially 'One Gift To Give', which I like very much. He and his stories are listed in the prolific writer list of Nifty, except his new story 'Julian and Roman' in adult-youth section, which was just done a few days ago. All story writers like to receive your feedback, and I am no exception. I'd love to hear from you about your thoughts, comments and criticisms. I'll answer all emails. Of course, if you read Matt's stories, please give him your feedback, too. Thank you. -- Johnny Kape Love Needs Learning -- Chapter 9 I walked into the bookstore and looked around. Finally I found Fred. There was a new large sketch notebook in his hand. He saw me and ran to me happily. "You finally came, Eric." "Yeah, I was delayed when transferring the duty. How did you get here?" "I took the bus." "Oh, I saw that you bought a new sketch notebook." "Yeah. I've filled the previous one." "You are really good at drawing," I said. Fred blushed and gave me a smile. "My motorcycle is out there. Let me take you home. I haven't visited your new home yet," I said. "Sure. I'm going to pay for this notebook." "Okay, I'll wait outside." I walked out and waited for Fred on my motorcycle. After awhile, he came out of the bookstore and walked to me. He handed me his bag and climbed up and sat behind me. Just like before, he wrapped his arms around my waist, and leaned his head against my back. "Wanna buy something to cook at your home?" I asked. "Sure," said Fred. We went to a supermarket and picked out some vegetables and different types of food cans, and of course, noodles. To be honest, I could cook that only. However, Fred still looked happy. He handed me some money. "Eric, I know that you don't have much money, so it's my treat," he said, using the same words he always did. Fred's father wanted to give me a sum of money, saying that he hoped I could take more care of Fred. I refused him. I told him that I'd prefer to use this money to buy his time, to let him accompany Fred more. After that, Fred liked to come and have dinner with me and always handed me money to pay. I didn't want him to do that, but it was also true that I was on a tight budget, so sometimes I had no choice but to let him pay. We went to Fred's new home. It was in another tall building. We greeted the guard. "Who is he?" asked the guard. "He's my brother," said Fred. "Oh, I didn't know you have a brother," said the guard. "He doesn't live with us," said Fred. We took the elevator to the 12th floor. "I didn't lie to him, right?" Fred said, with a grimace. I laughed and nodded. We walked to Fred's apartment and he showed me his new home. It was a bit smaller than the previous one and was also very hot in the afternoon. The layout of the living room was not too much different from before, only that the small cabinet was gone. "It seems to be a bit smaller than your previous apartment," I said. Fred turned on the air conditioner and nodded. "Yeah. It's only the two of us, and my dad is not home often. We don't need a big apartment. Being alone in a big apartment was quite lonely." "Does he still go home late now?" "Yeah, but sometimes he would come home earlier and we would chat for a while before sleeping. Sometimes he would even come to my school to take me to have dinner with his colleagues or customers." "Then how about tonight? Will he come home early?" "No. He won't come home today because he is on a business trip. He told me to ask you if you can stay with me tonight." I raised my eyebrows. "Really?" Fred nodded. "I told him that we hugged and kissed in the nude that evening." "What did he say?" I tried to control myself but shuddered. Fred laughed when he saw me shuddering. "My dad said that if it were Eric, he would accept it, because he knows that you love me and won't hurt me. If I know what I am doing, he won't object." I sighed with relief. "I'm really afraid to be hit by his fist again," I said, rubbing my nose. Fred laughed again. "He is always like that. He always loses his temper before making anything clear. I apologize to you for him, okay?" "You don't have to. He apologized to me last time." I smiled and patted his head. We put everything in the kitchen and Fred took his sketch notebook to his room. He came back to the kitchen while I was preparing to cook. I was quite surprised when I saw him. Fred was totally nude! "Fred, you..." Fred looked at me for a few seconds and embraced me tightly. "Eric, I've waited for this day for a long, long time," he leaned his head against my chest and said. I embraced him tightly too and caressed his back gently. After a while, I made up my mind. "Me too," I said softly. I took off my T-shirt, pants and underwear. We embraced each other naked in the kitchen. Again, I felt the touch between my naked body and Fred's. I smelled the sweat on Fred's body. I caressed Fred's body gently. Very naturally my dick stood up and pushed against Fred's belly. Fred raised his head and waited there. I kissed him deeply. I had no more concerns. I didn't have to worry about Fred's father coming home and throwing me out of the window, or throwing me into jail. I just needed to care about the boy in front of me; the boy I missed so much during the day when I couldn't see him; the boy who spent his whole life learning how to love his father; the boy who was not quite handsome, and was not in a good body shape, but with a sensitive and stubborn soul of an artist; the boy I loved so much. I kissed and caressed him. My tongue licked his. My erect penis rubbed his belly. Fred released me after a few minutes. "Let's go to take a bath first and have dinner later. Okay?" I nodded. Fred took me to his room. His room was still as large as the one before. The king-size bed was still in the center, along the wall. His piano, desk and bookshelf were put on the opposite side of the bed. Fred took me to the small bathroom in his room. There was no bathtub, only a small space to take a shower. We pulled down the shower curtain. I smiled and looked at Fred's body. He was much thinner after his two-week hunger strike. It was apparent that his belly and breasts were smaller than before. His penis and sac were pink, and hung between his thighs. He looked much better than before. "You became so thin," I said. "To be honest, you are much more stubborn than I thought." Fred blushed, but he replied back soon. "Just like my father." "Now, I think that he should be much more calm than before for you." Fred nodded. "If it weren't for you, I... maybe I would have never reconciled with my father." I smiled and kissed his cheek. "You just need to learn how to love each other. Love needs learning; just like I need to learn how to love you, too." I turned on the faucet, and adjusted the temperature of water to be a bit warm. We let the water hit our bodies. Under the water, I kissed Fred again. I don't know how long we kissed. Fred turned off the water and started to soap my body. I just stood there to let him soap my body, my chest, my ass, and my penis and sac. Then I took the soap from Fred's hand. "Now it's my turn," I said. I put the soap on the shelf and rubbed Fred's body with my own soapy body. I soaped his back, his two small cheeks, and the cleft in his back with my hands. Fred closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling. I kept rubbing his body, and moved my hand to his 3-inch penis. I stood behind Fred and rubbed Fred's ass with my erect penis. My right hand rubbed his penis and my left hands caressed his chest and nipples. My mouth licked Fred's ears. Actually, I had no sex experience. All the actions I did were learned from adult videos. Of course, those video clips were all straight. I didn't know if those actions could bring joyful feelings to Fred. I did my best and I got my reward from Fred. Fred's penis stood up. I kept rubbing it and Fred started to moan. "Oh... um... Eric, I..." "What? Did you feel uncomfortable?" "No, it's very, very comfortable. I... I've never been... that comfortable before," he said while gasping. I was encouraged and I went on all my actions. My penis kept rubbing his cheeks and my left hand kept playing with his nipple. I felt Fred's body start to tremble and become hard. "Ah... Eric... Oh... yes~~~" After a longer moan, Fred's body relaxed. He seemed to give out all his strength and I cradled him under his armpits. "Are you okay?" I asked. "I..." Fred stood up and turned around. He embraced me tightly. "I don't know why. The feeling was so special." "That would be your climax," I said. "Maybe. Honestly, my knowledge of sex may not be more than yours. When we had class about sex education before, our teacher just told us to read textbooks at home by ourselves. She didn't want to teach anything about sex at all." Fred laughed. "It was really a wonderful, exciting, and.. and... and very special feeling!" "I'm glad. I was actually afraid that I would make you uncomfortable." Fred turned on the faucet again and started to rinse our bodies. He saw my erect penis. "If I rub it just like what you did to me, will you be that comfortable too?" "Yes, and I'll cum." "I know," Fred said. "I didn't expect that the feeling would be so great." "You know? Has your teacher taught you about that?" Fred blushed. "I... I found a lot of data on the internet, about..." "About what?" "About... how two boys... do such a thing..." I was surprised. This boy was really serious. "So what did you read?" I asked with great interest, though I had known a bit about that. "Um... Well... one boy would use his dick... to put into another's... another's..." Fred was blushing deeply. "Another's what?" Looking at Fred's blushed face, I asked in tease. "Another's... ass." Fred finally completed this sentence. "But do you know how to do that? I don't know how to do that correctly," I asked, still a bit intentionally. "Oh, I prepared something for that." "Wow, it looks like you planned so well to seduce me here," I laughed and said. "No, I didn't," protested Fred. "I was just..." "I know, I was just kidding." I kissed Fred. "Just like what you had said, even if you said yes, it would be because I want it." We cleaned the soap bubbles off of our bodies and dried each other with a big towel. Fred had me lay on his bed with him. "Do you really want to do it?" I asked, still feeling a bit uneasy about having anal sex. Fred blushed, but he nodded seriously. "Because I really love you..." Looking at his serious face, I made up my mind. "I love you too, Fred. I missed you so much during those days I couldn't see you." "Eric..." We embraced each other tightly. The air conditioner made the room cool and our skin became dry and smooth. We kissed. My hand caressed his soft and smooth skin. My body rubbed his. The feeling was even better than the time in the kitchen and bathroom. I kissed his cheek, his neck, and his nipples. He cringed a bit. "Don't you still like others to touch there?" I asked softly. "It's okay," said Fred, with a blushed face. "Actually, you body shape was much better than before," I said. Fred smiled. I kissed his little nipples. Though he was much thinner, his breasts were still a bit plump. Then I went on to other parts. Fred's reaction in the bathroom made me a lot more confident. I kissed his belly, and rubbed his thighs with my cheek. Soon I came to his little dick. I kissed and sucked his stiffened small pillar. Then I turned his body around to start kissing his two mounds. Fred took something from the night stand. "Eric, use this." "Vaseline?" "I read on the internet that you can put it on your fingers and put them into my... my... asshole." All right. This was what he prepared. Though I had seen some adult video clips, he might know more than me about that. I followed his instructions. I applied a gob of Vaseline to my index finger, and slowly inserted it into Fred's anus. Fred grabbed my hand and made my finger go in and out of his little puckered hole. "Can you try two fingers?" he requested, after a few minutes. I scooped out more Vaseline with my index and middle fingers and again went in and out of his tunnel. After a while, Fred shuddered as if he got an electric shock. "What? Why did you shudder?" "You... you just touched a point, and that made me shudder like an electric shock. Go on, Eric, please." I started to explore inside Fred's hole. I massaged, rubbed, kept going in and out with my two fingers. Fred's reaction was stronger and stronger. "Yes, yes, oh... Eric, yes..." I kept up my action and Fred seemed to enjoy the pleasure his body brought him. Watching his joyful face, I felt excited too. His moan stimulated me. I rubbed his hot tunnel with one hand and caressed his dick and sac with the other. Since two fingers could bring him such strong feelings, how about three fingers? I seemed to start understanding how to do that. I pulled out my fingers, applied Vaseline to my three fingers, and started those actions again. Fred's reaction was even stronger. "Oh... oh... Eric, I want... I want your... your dick..." My penis was fully erect. I thought about that, finally, I was going to dedicate my virginity to Fred. That made me even more excited. I started to apply Vaseline to my steel-like dick. Fred changed his position. He lay prone on the bed, with his beautiful butt cheeks presented to me. "Hurry, Eric, just like that..." I knelt down on the bed and started to try to penetrate Fred's small hole with my huge dick. Though I just tried with my three fingers, it was still difficult to insert my dick into him. I held his mounds and tried to make the hole larger. Then I tried again to enter him with my dick. Finally, I found a way to slide my penis into him. I tried to push my penis, but Fred began screaming really loud. "Ouch!!!" I pulled out my penis in shock. "What happened, Fred?" "It... hurt..." Fred held his own cheeks with his both hands. I saw that his tears escaped from his eyes. I was in panic. "Sorry, I didn't know that. I didn't mean to hurt you." I lay down beside him and hugged him. "Sorry, did it really hurt?" Fred leaned his head against my chest and sobbed. After a while, he said, "It's okay. Not your fault, Eric. I just didn't expect that it would be so painful." "Maybe I was too impetuous, too quick?" "I read on the internet that people say it would hurt at first, so we need some lubrication like Vaseline. But I didn't expect it to hurt like that." He was really serious, I thought. However I still felt guilty. "I think we'd better give up," I said. Fred hugged me. He stopped sobbing. On the contrary, he seemed to try to comfort me. "At the time that your fingers were massaging inside my hole, the feeling was so wonderful. I've never, ever had that feeling. Maybe your dick was still much larger than your fingers." It was my turn to blush. My dick became soft. Fred kissed my cheek. "It seemed that you know much more than me about this," I said. "I think we'd better give up and try it again next time. I was scared by you and my dick is soft now." Fred shook his head. "I'm so hungry. Let's have dinner first. We'll have plenty of time tonight. We can research how to do that together." Research? Oh my goodness! I surrendered to him, through and through. Fred was so stubborn. I gave him a wry smile. "I just said that I need to learn how to love you. Now I have to learn how to make love with you, too." Fred laughed out. Watching his laughter, I laughed too. -- The end. If you like this story, please also take a look at my other stories, which are listed in the prolific author list, under the name "Pedrick Oman / Johnny Kape". /nifty/authors.html#pedrickoman I'd like to get your feedbacks of my other stories, too. You can also mail your thoughts to the address I listed in the head of this story. Thank you.