Date: Mon, 20 Dec 2010 10:51:00 -0800 (PST) From: Tim Smith Subject: The Hung Nerd Chapter 6 Your comments are highly encouraged and appreciated. THE HUNG NERD - Chapter 6 "Are you going to get naked?" Ben asked. I didn't answer. I was considering actually doing it. By Ben saying he'd be my friend, did he mean he'd do to me what he does to his friend Kurt? "You admitted you're gay and gay people like to be naked," Ben suggested. "I haven't admitted to anything," I reminded him. "You know Ryan, you're really kinda boring. And I'm kinda feeling weird being the only naked person in the room. Why don't you go back to the bedroom and take a nap?" Ben suggested. "You were doing that when I came back – you should get your rest so you don't drive us into the woods on the way home! I'm through with trying to have fun with you. I'm gonna watch the game on the TV up front." With that, Ben walked away and never looked back. I never felt so rejected and I quickly realized I just blew the opportunity of a lifetime! I felt stupid and I didn't know how to change the situation around. Ben pretty much laid the ground rules. I had to admit I was gay (I could do that) and I had to get naked (I still don't think I could do that). I didn't want to leave Ben. He was naked and when was the next time I would get to see such a perfect thing of beauty like him? I considered getting drunk to give me the guts to go through with it but my conscious took over and suggested I may still be under the influence when I drive home. I gave in to my God damned nerdy self and headed back to the bedroom to take a nap as Ben suggested. I never expected Ben to dump me like that but I guess I would have done the same thing if I were him. I really am a dumbass. I really didn't know if I could sleep with all this sexual energy built up in me. I'd love to cuddle with Ben but that's not going to happen. The only way I was going to sleep was to finally jerk off and get this 3 day cum out of my balls! I grabbed a number of paper towels from the bathroom and laid on the bed. The room was dark from the shades being down and the sound of rain on the roof made it a nice relaxing environment. I couldn't strip entirely because Ben was still onboard so I slipped inside the covers – the same place where Ben lay naked earlier. I untied my sweat pants and slid them down just below my balls and off my ass. I wasted no time and touched my sensitive cock's underside with my fingertips. I closed my eyes and imagined Ben doing it with his small soft hands. My lube was in the closet but I was precumming enough to slick up my head nicely. I wanted to cum immediately, but I was also enjoying the firmness the Cialis caused. So I decided to edge as long as I could. I kept this up for about 10 minutes, alternating my thoughts of Ben's naked body with watching my hand squeeze my massive cock. The paper towels were within easy reach in case I couldn't hold back any longer. I froze when I heard footsteps up front. Ben was moving. I was listening for the click of the refrigerator but instead, I heard the click of the bedroom door! I immediately pulled up the front of my sweatpants and covered my body with the bedding. I didn't have time to tie my pants, nor to even pull them over my ass! Why did I make the decision to pretend to sleep? It's not like I would get in trouble if I was still awake! I guess I just felt guilty for jerking off in the presence of a child – even though my door was shut. Geez, I am such a pussy. This would have been the perfect opportunity to be `caught' naked by Ben! But instead, there's me – laying there with my eyes closed pretending to be asleep. Ben walked softly to the bed. First to the side that was empty and then over to my side. I squinted a peek to see what he was doing. It was dark enough in the room to get away with a peek while Ben's eyes adjusted to the lack of light. "Ryan?" Ben whispered. "Ryan," he repeated, measuring if I was asleep. I made no sound other than taking deeper breaths than normal to simulate sleep. He was too close for me to open my eyes again. I had no idea if he was an inch from my face or on the other side of the room. That is until he softly lifted the edge of the bedding and peeled it down my chest. Oh my God – Ben wants to see if I sleep naked! I wasn't naked, but without tying my draw string, my cock was going to be tenting my sweat pants! I thought about what I could do to make it go soft but I soon gave in knowing it would never go down, no matter what I imagined. He stopped at my waist. I wanted him to go further. Oh my God – where did that courage come from? I wasn't going to blow it again with Ben. It was at that moment I shot a load of adrenalin through my entire body and decided to let Ben do whatever he wanted! He wants to see my cock? Stand back little boy – you're going to see a monster! I waited patiently for the next step – to pull the covers completely off of me. I waited longer. I had to see what was up. I barely opened my right eye to see where Ben was. He was still at my side. He was looking down at my body. I'd guess he was debating whether he should go any further. He'd be going against my wishes – after all, I told him so many times I wasn't comfortable being naked in front of him. But now I am, and I can't tell him because I'm supposed to be asleep. I had to send him a sign, but what? Saying "Go for it!" over and over in my head wasn't working. Then somewhat as a result of being so worked up, I flexed my cock. I hadn't even planned to but that was the perfect carrot to encourage Ben! I peeked again and he was definitely looking down at it. I did it again, this time on purpose. "Ryan?" Ben whispered again. I didn't answer. I tried my best to not smile when I felt the bedding at my waist rustle. Ben easily pulled it up off my body and I felt weight on my knees where he laid it back down. Now, only the fabric of my loose sweat pants separated my cock from Ben's eyes. When he came in my room, I didn't have enough time to pull my pants over my ass. I wonder if he could see that. Ben made one final check of my consciousness. "Ryan? You awake?" Ben spoke softly, but not a whisper like before. I lay still, concentrating on my fake sleeping breaths. Another minute passed and I debated whether to flex my cock again. It would definately be more obvious now that it didn't have the bedding on it. But I didn't have to send any more signs. I felt Ben's small fingers pinch both sides of my sweat pants and pull them away from my body. He wasn't so gentle and I probably would have woken from this. Down they slid and I felt the coolness of the room as my built up heat escaped the confines of my crotch. "Holy shit!!" Ben exclaimed in almost his regular volume. He's obviously face to face with my big cock. That was followed by a series of "Wow!" "Oh my God!" "Damn!" "Jesus!" until I felt him release my waistband somewhere around mid thigh. I couldn't help it – I involuntarily flexed it. "Whoa!" Ben gasped. I didn't dare open my eyes. Instead, I willed Ben with my thoughts, "Touch it! For God's sake, please touch it!" Nothing. I felt his stare, but nothing else. I wonder if he's hard too. I wonder what his feels like. If he touches me, then I'll touch his too. Do I have the guts? Yes, but he has to start it. Didn't he already start it by stripping me? Yes, but technically, I stripped him first. He has to make the second move! I didn't wait long. I felt a single finger push into my cock about half way down my shaft. Ben pushed it sideways and I felt it spring back into position. I was so damn hard, there was no way he could alter its position. I'm sure he looked at my face right afterwards. I had to keep my eyes shut. He did it again, but this time down towards my body. Again. And again. Pausing in between I'm sure to check if my expression showed any signs of awakening. Then an entire hand! He's wrapping his hand around it! "Damn!" he whispered out loud feeling its girth for the first time. I wondered if his hand was able to wrap all the way around. He held his hand in place but I felt another touch of my sensitive head. I couldn't help but flex the entire organ. Ben would have felt my shaft flex even bigger. His other hand returned to my dick head. I felt slickness between his finders and my skin. I was probably pouring precum. Ben moved his lubed fingers all around my head and I flexed one final time and never let go! Soon his hand that was wrapped around my shaft started slowly descending to my balls. I know he's done this to Kurt so he has to know how great that feels. Soon his fingernails were scraping my ball sack as he stretched them away from my body. He continued to squeeze my head with his right hand while he weighed my testicles in his left. He was rolling them between his fingers to determine their size. I'd estimate them each about the size of a plump grape. Then both hands met together in the middle of my shaft. He squeezed me tight. How could he think I'd sleep through all that? Did he want to get caught? He pulled my cock away from my belly and pointed it towards the ceiling. "Holy fuck!" he whispered. It was the first time I heard him use language like that. While keeping it pointing up, he slowly pumped me. I'm pretty sure he was using both hands. I heard his breathing while he continued this up and down motion. Oh God did it feel great. I was so frieken worked up I knew I would cum from this. Did I want to do that? Would he freak out if I covered him with my cum? I still wanted to maybe touch him too. Would I feel too guilty after cumming to play with him? I decided not to take that chance. I was worked up unlike any other time in my life. I wanted to take advantage of the sexual adrenaline pulsing though my veins. "That's cheating," I said after opening my eyes. Ben whipped his hands off my cock and put them at his sides. He said nothing, but looked at me with a frightened stare. "The rules say that both players must be awake in a wrestling match, don't they?" I continued. Ben's face showed signs of relief that I wasn't going to scold him. He smiled at me... his dimples are so damn cute! "Well, you've seen me now. Are you happy?" I asked referring to my exposed cock. Ben looked at it, nodded and said "Oh my God, it's huge!" "That it is. But you must have been doing some nice things to it for it to be so big," I said making it seem as though I was not aware of everything he did. "It was that way already. I just wanted to peek since you weren't going to show me. I was just curious," he rambled. "Well are you happy now?" I asked. Ben nodded while staring at my cock. Some quick thinking took him off guard as I sat up quickly, grabbed him by the hips and pulled him onto the bed saying "Well I have to get you back for doing that! Let the wrestling match begin!" My intention had nothing to do with wrestling and everything to do with feeling every smooth inch of this young boy's naked body! I knew that if I pulled his shirt off, the match would be over based on his rules so I spent most of the time pretending to prevent him from removing my clothes. He easily unzipped my hooded sweatshirt so I sat up to get a better grasp of him while at the same time giving him an opportunity to push the shirt down my arms. His body made contact with my cock several times and I felt his hardon against my chest as well. I didn't grab his dick (yet) but I spent lots of time on his upper and inner thighs as well as his beautiful butt. My grappling was more like hugging and rubbing as I took a mental 3-D image of Ben's body with my hands. A few times, I threw him off of me to the other side of the bed so he'd have to attack me to get the upper hand. It gave me the excuse to stop him with my hands on his front. He was stronger than I expected. I aimed for his hips and upper thighs. I definitely nudged his ball sack with my thumb. While I was concentrating on his hard dick a few inches from my face, Ben successfully pulled the last sleeve off my arm and victoriously tossed my sweatshirt to the floor. I still had my pants half way down my legs and he still had his T shirt on. Ben immediately turned towards my legs to try and get my pants off. I grabbed him on the way down and pulled him on top of me. I was on my back, fully exposed and hard and Ben was facing down on top of me! His head was opposite mine – facing towards my legs. His chest was lying on my cock and I had full control of him with a firm grasp of his legs as I stared at his ass and ball sack. He was trying to squirm down to get to my pants and I pulled him back up. Together we developed a back and forth rhythm that felt incredible on my cock. I had a great view of his crotch not more than 2 inches from my face! I started pulling higher and was rewarded with Ben's ass crack surrounding my nose. I inhaled a clean, fresh washed scent and felt the most incredible softest skin I've ever felt! I held his legs firmly so he couldn't escape my sniffing of his butt. What I didn't realize was this put his face directly over my cock! I immediately felt abusive by holding him there but he was able to lift his torso up with his arms so he wasn't smushed into it. What this also did was push his ass into my face even more! I gave in to my needs. I moved my hands from Ben's legs and grasped each globe of his scrumptious ass and dove in with my tongue. I am a great ass licker because I'm particular of who I rim. When I see a perfect ass I can't resist, I go nuts on it! "Whoa!" Ben said at the first touch of my tongue. That was followed by short boyish breaths and a few long breathy "Ahhhh's." I loosened my grip of his ass because he stopped trying to escape. Instead, he was squirming his ass around trying to find a spot that felt even better than the last. I pushed my tongue as hard into his anus as I could. His tight trap door was hard to penetrate but it loosened once he learned how much greater it felt to just relax and let me do my thing. A few times Ben put his head down and I felt his soft hair tickling the head of my cock. Once his forehead made contact, he lifted up again but his long bangs kept stimulating me as he squirmed from my licks. My facial hair grows very slowly but I was glad I shaved that morning to give Ben a smooth rim job. I'd suspect even a faint scruff would have irritated his young smooth skin. I didn't want any evidence of my molestation left behind. Ben was definitely enjoying the licking – he even pushed his ass hard against my face a few times practically suffocating me. It only added to my pleasure. This went on for ten incredible minutes and I could have gone much longer! But Ben took advantage of my loose grasp of him and crawled like a crab to the other side of the bed. He faced me. He was smiling. I couldn't see his cock because his shirt was in the way. I had to have him completely naked! I wiped my face with the sheets – I was soaked in saliva from Ben's ass bath. Then I reached out with my right arm and grabbed his T shirt. I pulled on Ben but he resisted yelling "No!!" I shussed him and reminded him the people outside the RV could hear him and think he's in trouble. "Sorry," he said, sitting on his lower legs panting like he just ran. We both just stared at each other. I had lust in my eyes but Ben just seemed to be playing. "That felt weird," he said referring to me licking his asshole. "You should have told me to stop," I replied. "I couldn't. It was a good weird," he said and then paused while thinking further. "You're really gross! And you kiss your mother with that mouth?" he said with a giggle. I didn't want him to think anything negative about me. My concern must have shown in my face. "I'm just kidding. I know people suck and lick each other during sex. I've thought about it, but never about a butt hole!" he said, again with a giggle. I guess this isn't a game anymore – he spoke of "sex." With that, Ben slid to the edge of the bed and stood up. I feared our fun would be over. He walked around the bed to my side and pulled the covers off me, then grasped my sweat pants and pulled them down my legs. I didn't resist, but rather helped him by lifting them in the air. I know this meant I would lose the "wrestling match" but I don't think we were wrestling any more. Soon, I was completely naked and on display for Ben to examine. "I can't believe how big it is," Ben said as he reached for my cock and pointed it towards the ceiling like he did earlier. I just let him touch it. It felt so good. So damn hard! Neither of us spoke a word as he examined my cock. He turned it, tilted it and softly stroked it and my balls – not as gently than before when he thought I was asleep. He squeezed it at various points, compared his findings and told me what he was thinking. "It's so hard, but soft at the same time. The end is squishy – like my squish ball. And your balls are moving without me touching them. It's thicker here than here. And here more than here," he continued to compare. It felt great, but even better because I was so excited to be with this cute boy! Who knew I was into boys? "Yours is the same thing. I'm sure it feels rock hard yet soft at the same time," I said hoping he'd let me feel his as he's feeling mine. "Mine is so small compared to yours!" Ben said as he lifted his T shirt for us both to look. He was bent forward sitting on his legs so it was pressed firmly upwards into his belly. "Dude – you're barely 12! You haven't even been through puberty yet! Give it time," I reassured him. "And keep in mind, mine is bigger than most guys. Dicks come in all sizes. For whatever reason, mine is extra large." Ben didn't answer. Instead, he drifted off in thought. I broke his thought bubble by tugging on his shirt. "Okay, now who's being shy? If I have to be nakee, so do you," I said. Ben allowed me to pull his shirt off. He only took his hands off my cock long enough to point them over his head for me to remove it. I tossed it on the floor with my clothes. Ben went right back to touching me so I did what I was thinking about all morning. I grasped Ben's dick and pulled it away from his belly to get my fist around it. My hands are small but they still encompassed his entire dick. I just squeezed and immediately experienced déjà vu but I immediately knew why. I had the same phenomenon as I did back when I was 14 and held my first dick on that 16 year old. Ben's was smaller but the feeling was the same – as if I was young again and experiencing one of life's firsts. I released it and grabbed it again with just my thumb and two fingers. I instinctively started stroking it noticing Ben's loose skin which made masturbating him easy. I hadn't noticed this extra skin on him before – his circumcision doctor certainly knew what he was doing – Ben will have lots of fun jerking this thing off! My stroking didn't go unnoticed. Ben copied me and was busy stroking me as well. His small hand looked like mine would if I grasped a baloney at the deli! Together, we lost any inhibitions and stroked each other as two curious young friends who were close enough to experiment with each other. Well that's where my mind went. Perhaps Ben was thinking more about the reality of playing with an adult more than twice his age – curiosity fueling his actions. "You keep that up and we're going to have a mess," I warned. "You're gonna shoot?" Ben asked. I just remembered him telling me he strokes his friend Kurt until he shoots. "Yea. If you don't stop," I answered. "Cool. I ain't stopping!" Ben said as his pace and grip got stronger. I needed to experience one more thing before my dream came to an end. And I wasn't going to ask permission. I turned on my side and nudged myself towards Ben. I had to suck this little boy's dick! I guided him to prop himself up a bit to give me access. There it was – his perfect penis. A perfect set of balls. But I couldn't look for long – I had to have them in my mouth. I slipped his dick in my heavily salivated mouth and heard a large gasp from Ben. If he wanted me to stop, he was going to have to tell me. I closed my eyes and just held it in my mouth like a piece of hard candy, slipping my tongue around it to feel every facet. I could feel the softness of his extra skin at his rim. There was no musky taste as an adult cock would have – this whole experience was focused on touch. I finally slipped his dick out and then back into my mouth. I pinched his base with my thumb and finger to maximize his firmness and length and hopefully the pleasure he was getting out of this blow job. I took both his small balls into my mouth and joined them with his dick so everything was stuffed into my mouth. It was not as easy as I thought, being such a small guy myself, I don't have a large mouth. Ben's stroking of my cock was not as rhythmic as before. He never spoke of receiving any sexual stimulation, perhaps this is his first experience of oral sex. He was squirming a lot and I had a hard time not scraping his penis with my teeth because I wasn't sure what angle he was coming from. I scratched his taint under his balls and tickled his sack as he randomly pounded my mouth. His dick was hard as a spike and I had only a few short opportunities to press it hard with my tongue into the roof of my mouth while he took a break from his rabbit fucking. I am normally a pretty good deep throater but his penis hardly reached the back of my mouth. This gave me the opportunity to kiss his belly where his shaft emerged. His lack of any pubes made his skin as soft as a pair of lips kissing me back. I never experienced that. I've been with guys without pubes, but they were shaven and the stubble left the skin rough. I wanted to lick Ben's anus again, but we weren't at the right angle. But I could finger him. I slipped my middle finger in my mouth alongside Ben's dick and got it wet. When I touched his asshole with it, Ben flinched. I rubbed it around in little circles and he loosened up. He was at least okay with the idea. I kept rubbing him outside while soaking his super hard dick in my mouth. Ben stroked me better than before. He must have been concentrating better on his strokes. It felt incredible. He spent a lot of time at my rim and head and was really working my precum to our advantage. His ass allowed me in a tiny bit further. I snuck a little more saliva to my finger and he gave me a little more. I'm glad I cut my nails so short, I would hate to cause Ben pain back there. I realized my eyes were closed as I imagined what I was doing but I wanted to remember this experience on many levels. I looked up at Ben's face and his eyes were closed but as if he sensed my stare, he opened them and looked up at me. His entire face had that "sex" look – full of passion and lust. It's a look you'll never see on a boy unless you're doing what I'm doing. He smiled at me, giving his approval of our actions. At that point, even if he asked me to stop, I don't think I would have been able to. But his approval just edged me on. I attacked his dick with some of my best techniques and pushed my finger into his warm smooth hole. He whimpered as I was able to get to my first knuckle. Oh my God – that was too much for me. It felt like my cock expanded to zucchini girth and I was now the one whimpering! Ben knew what was about to happen and he squeezed my cock harder and stroked faster. 5 pumps later and I was gushing cum. I knew it was a lot because I felt it land on my neck, chest and stomach. Ben had a front row seat for this show and I know he liked what he saw. As I was losing all abilities to function (other than cum), Ben was going spastic! His asshole clamped down on my finger so hard, I thought he snapped the tip off! And his thrusting in my mouth was at the speed of light – I didn't think a human could move so fucking fast! Seeing and feeling all this, I couldn't stop pumping out of my cock. I wasn't sure if I was squirting any more, but this was the longest orgasm of my life! Ben finally let my cock go and he eventually slowed to a stop, leaving his dick in my mouth. I didn't dare move my tongue. To be honest, I wasn't sure I could move anything. More to come. Your comments are highly encouraged and appreciated. mint848848@yahoo.com