Date: Fri, 1 Mar 2019 00:44:30 +0530 From: sommele korn Subject: When he comes 2 This story is fiction and all usual disclaimers apply to it. This is my first attempt at writing anything so please bear with me if you find an improperly structured sentence or any GE. English is not my native tongue. Feedbacks are always welcome < somerandomguy341@gmail.com > and are important for the continuation of story. I have the story planned, but if I don't receive any responses, then I think my efforts at writing were all in vain. Also please donate to nifty < http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html > to keep the site alive. Chapter 2: Anticipation At this point I should talk a bit more about how each of the characters looked like. Although it is a trivial detail as I wanted them to be generic, but sometimes to make the imagination more livid and life like, it is important not to miss any detail. Dean is 5' 7'', a normal height for a teen at 16 had a slim body and spiked blonde hair with dark chocolate eyes. Though he never considered himself much into sports, he was better than average when push came to shove. He had nicely developed shoulders, and his body fat was nearly negligible, with most of it concentrated in his thighs, speaking of which he used to run a lot as a kid, so he had quite a muscularity around his knees and thighs. Peter on the other hand was towering at 6' 2'', his muscles bulging out of his shirt and his shoulders arching just over his shirt crease. One could see veins running along the length of his hand, possibly due to the intense workout he had every morning. He liked to keep himself physically fit, and he was a heavy eater, which naturally goes hand in hand with such intense workout sessions. He had black hair and a well-developed jawline giving him a manly look. His eyes were dark green, and his hair were usually roughly combed to the back. Keith was nearly the same height at 6'1", though he was not as big of a fitness freak as Peter, he did go to gym regularly with him. He had a nicely developed pack of abs and physically appeared nearly the same as Peter, albeit a bit less intimidating. His eyes were black along with his hair which he kept under a hairband as they were quite long. His face was slightly square with a dimple chin. He appeared more friendlier and more approachable of the two. Dean's mother was a teacher at a local school and she was stricter with her own kids than kids at her school. She usually wears glasses and appeared to have a faint smile at all times. As a typical mother, she is always worried that her sons don't end up in a wrong company and end up ruining their lives. Perhaps that is why she was stricter with them. But she loved them, nonetheless. Dean has a brother 3 years younger than him. Although the two got along quite well, but recently Dean had been privatizing his things along with himself. He was still discovering his sexual interests and didn't want to be caught by anyone especially his brother. Luckily for the most part of the day his brother was out of scene as he was hanging out with his friends. For Dean, he respected other's privacy as much as he did his own, and therefore he neither intruded into someone's personal life, and he expected the same to go for him. As all teenagers of his age, he had quite a few porn mags and CDs lying in his room, carefully kept hidden in a secure place, away from those inquisitive eyes that might come to look up on them. Although, most of the porn CDs that he had were of gay men or bisexual men having sex with each other, but he still had a decent collection of straight men sex in order to appear as a normal teen. Though he didn't have any particular favourites on the list, he felt extra aroused by a two on one, or three on one action. Admittedly, he would often imagine himself being fucked by Mike and two of his other friends. But back to our present scene, Dean was facing two of the hottest men he had been fantasizing about this afternoon sitting right in front of him, he couldn't do much but time and again he would feel blushed by there stare or try to hide an obvious smile that somehow kept appearing time to time. "Hi Dean, nice to meet you!" said Keith extending his hand for a handshake. "Hello, Uncle...." Said Dean giddily as he extended his hand. The cause of his giddiness was not only the unexpectedness of the current scenario, but the prospect and anticipation of touching and feeling the man he had been day dreaming about. "Keith, It is, and please refrain from calling any of us uncle or with other formal greetings, just call me Keith, and he is Peter, from today we are your new neighbours. Pleased to meet you." he said as he smiled and shook hands with Dean quite vivaciously. Dean was beyond words as he felt his dick respond to the touch. He was not used to it, and now that he had experienced a man touching him, he couldn't help but want more of it, and to his luck, he didn't have to wait quite long as Peter extended his hand for handshake, "Hi, I am Peter, pleased to meet you boy!", of course, Dean quickly replied with extending his hand. This time particularly the handshake lasted a few seconds longer. Although Peter did feel a bit awkward but assumed that it was the boy's first time perhaps and that he was nervous. "Which grade are you in Dean?" asked Keith. "I am in 10th grade, Brentwood high school" "10th? You seem a lot younger than that" said Peter "I must say that appearances can be deceptive at times" replied Keith as all three laughed. Dean felt a bit embarrassed though, his voice still lacked a certain baritone which other boys his age possessed, but by no means he should be underestimated. He can get a girl pregnant before you know it. Later his mother joined in the conversation and asked about their professions and where they had been living before they got here. Some time later, Dean's brother Jake came in a sweaty mess of his usual self, he quickly greeted the guests before going to bath. Dean felt a bit embarrassed by his brother's messed up state and hoped that neither Peter or Keith thought bad of him because of that. After a few more minutes, they both departed. "So Keith is a comic artist?, he sure looks like one, you could see finesse as he walked to our door and out of it" Dean murmured to himself as he came to his room and closed the door behind him. "And Peter is a hotel manager? Well I guess that clears why he goes to workout" he thought as he laid on his bed. "But the feeling of them touching me, ahh.... I am still not over that" he said as he kissed his hands. Dean's hands were still soft compared to the rough and stiff hands of Keith or Peter, but for all that mattered, he knew that he enjoyed this evening thoroughly and would like to make many more such memorable evenings together with them. As he laid engulfed in his self- created dreamland, little did he know that his room door was wide open and that his brother was seeing him. As if he felt a gaze hit him, Dean opened his eyes to look at his brother who was staring at him as if he had caught the wind of everything that was going on with him. Although none of it was true. "Jake, how long have you been?.. And how dare you enter my room without knocking?" exclaimed Dean in an authoritative tone ready to put his brother under subjugation. "I had something to talk to you Dean, it is a man to man thing, if you know" Dean calmed at that. All sorts of wild things were running across his mind now. What sort of thing is his little brother going to ask him? Is it about sex? Or that he has already fucked someone?? Or worse, was he fucked by someone??? Dean thought and became tense. "What is it Jake? I will listen, don't worry it will stay between us, I promise that!" he said politely. "Well, I just jerked off for the first time" he said in a guilt-ridden way, "Will I die because of AIDS now?" he asked as if he was about to cry. "What? No way, no one dies because of that" said Dean as he held his brother's hands to calm him down. "Besides, it is completely normal for a growing up kid to do that", he said calmly. "But I didn't do it alone, Korey did it for me, is it still okay?" Dean was shocked at this revelation, but more than that he was delighted that his brother was openly telling him all this without a speck of hesitation. "Korey did that? Why? Did you tell him to do it?" asked Dean inquisitively thinking that it was great that Jake and Korey were discovering each other. "He told me to just relax while he did it, it felt weird at first but then I couldn't stop him" said Jake in a heavy tone. "Listen Jake, it is alright that you both did what you did. But that doesn't mean that it would be alright to go further than that. I hope you are getting what I am saying." Dean said not wanting to openly talk about sex with his brother. "If you both enjoyed it, then it is alright. And you don't get AIDS just because of that." Dean continued as he felt his brother feeling much more relieved now. "Got it? Not more than that, and I am happy you came to me like that. It is good that you trust me" "Thanks Dean, I feel so relieved now" his brother said as he kissed him before leaving. "Look at my brother, even he has more interesting sexual life than I do" Dean said to himself as he thought how Korey and Jake would have felt while jerking off. "Geez, that cheesy fellow, he has already found a sucker for him?, and look at my pathetic state, all I can do is fantasize without actually experiencing anything!" he thought as he became frustrated and irritated. "Tomorrow I am going to make my dreams come true, that is for sure" he said resolutely as he jerked off thinking that it would be the last that he jerks off while fantasizing, and that next time it would be the real deal. He went to sleep after that. ****-----****----****-----****-----****------**** "Hey Peter, the neighbours here are really nice, ain't they?" said Keith as he undressed himself for a warm bath. "Yeah! They are a lot nicer than our previous ones. But that Dean boy, he looked kinda strange" Peter replied as he poured himself a glass of beer. "Didn't you see how he was looking at both of us? I am pretty sure he would be here tomorrow morning; my gut says so" "Isn't he just admiring us? Boys have all sorts of fascination towards sturdy guys" "Well, that may be true, or may not be" said Keith as his voice waned away and he entered the bath. "It feels so good....ahhh..." he exclaimed, "But that boy Dean, he didn't look at us with the eyes of admiration, it was perhaps more than that. More like he was exploring our bodies with his greedy stare, only an artist has an eye to see finer details out of the ordinary. Well if my hunch is true, then he would surely be here tomorrow morning on one pretext or the other, maybe wanting to help put our stuff back. " said Keith sighing. "I guess I am eager to look forward to it" he said to himself as he smiled. He came out of bath and found Peter had still been drinking. "I thought I told you to stop drinking that much at night", "You don't want a man to feel relaxed in his own home now" Peter said incoherently. "You are clearly drunk!, now get up and take some rest" said Keith as he pushed Peter out of couch onto himself. "You know I wanna fuck you tonight" whispered Peter in his ears. "Yeah I can feel that quite obviously" said Keith as he felt the growing bulge behind him trying to dig its way into his hole. "But not tonight, you are not sober" he said firmly. "Then let me love you" Peter said as he pushed Keith on bed and came over on him. They both quickly undressed each other. I would spare the details for reader's imagination at least for now. To be continued Please don't forget to write me a feedback at < somerandomguy341@gmail.com >, it is important for continuation of the story.