Date: Sat, 29 Jan 2005 20:26:10 -0600 From: colin fitzmaurice Subject: A Rainy Walk Home if you find that the story is good and you want to share it with other people or website i don't care, aslong as the proper reconition is given to me. A Rainy Walk Home By Colin Fitzmaurice It was raining as I was walking home from school with my best friend Michael. The sidewalk was full of puddles and the grass was full of mud. The perfect situation for two teenage boys to start wrestling. Now I have wrestled with Michael many times before but for some reason this time was different. This time I wasn't concentrating on winning, I was concentrating on the fact that the most wonderful six pack I have ever seen was being clung to by his dripping wet shirt. After awhile he got me in a head lock and I realized that I wasn't just clinging to his arms to get him to let me go. I was feeling them up and drooling over how finely tuned they were. Michael must have realized this because he suddenly let go "Why did you stop?" I asked grasping for breath "I was getting some weird vibes" he answered "What kind of vibes?" I asked with a tone of fear in my voice "I'm not sure" he said "I'm trying to figure that out now. Let's keep going to your place, I need to change" We walked the rest of the way in silence, Michael with a look of thoughtfulness on his face, and I with a look of fear. I was afraid of what Michael would say or do if or when he figured out what I was doing feeling him up like that. We finally got to my place. My parents weren't home because they went to my aunts for the weekend and left me alone. I checked the mail and took off my shoes. I told Michael that he should change into different cloths and he agreed. We quickly went up to my room and tried not to drip too much on the carpet. We got to my room and I gave Michael an old pair of jeans and a muscle shirt that I never really wear. I asked him if he wanted to change in the bathroom and at that he started walking towards the door. But to my surprise he didn't walk out of it, he closed it. "What are you doing?" I asked a bit nervously. "I saw you looking at me today" he said looking me straight in the eye "I know you were feeling up my arm when I had you in that head lock" I was completely silent and did not say a word. I was frozen with fear of what might happen. Was he going to kick my ass? Or was he going to start making fun of me? "Did you like what you felt Chad?" he asked me "I--I guess so" I said without thinking Michael chuckled, "You know I think you better get out of those wet clothes. You're going to get sick." I tried to give several reasons as to why I couldn't change at the moment but they were all very stupid. Michael started walking towards me and I found myself frozen again. He looked me straight in the eye's and said one word that I will never forget...Strip Not knowing what exactly was going on I slowly took of my shirt reviling a tanned and slightly toned body that until now had only been seen by my parents and people on the beach. "Very nice" he said with a tone of lust showing in his voice "now the pants" Not knowing wither I should or not I took of my pants and let them fall to the floor. I saw Michael's eyes look down at my crotch and I couldn't help but feel a sense of exposure. Knowing that he was going to tell me to take off my CK boxers next. Then Michael did something that I did not expect. He took my hand in his, pulled me really close to him and passionately kissed me. It felt so good to have him kiss me. I never wanted this moment to end. I was so caught up in the moment that I grabbed Michael's shirt and took it off. Are lips only leaving each other for the moment when the neck of his shirt met them. Next thing I knew I was being throne unto my bed. "I want to make love to you, Chad," Michael said with both passion and longing, "and I think you want me to, so I want you to take your boxers off right now." I obediently took my CKs off and reviled the thing that Michael was now longing for, my 7 inch long dick. Almost immediately after my boxers were off he reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom that I knew he had, he'd been bragging about it being in his possession for a long time now. He took the condom and placed it onto my rock hard cock. Then I watched as the thing I wanted most this afternoon was coming true. I say my friend Michael's 8 inch long and very thick dick. It was the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen. He jumped back on the bed and started kissing me passionately again. He straddled himself in position and slowly went down on my cock. I was in heaven. I had never before felt such pleasure. He started going up and down on my cock he played with his own. This was amazing. I have never felt so good in my entire life. And Michael's ass was so tight it just added so much to it. I was moaning in pleasure as my body tensed up and I knew what was about to happen. I felt my sperm fly out of my dick and go into the rubbery tip of the condom. When I had finished Cumming I opened my eyes just in time to see Michael cum all over my chest. He unstradled me then laid beside me. Both of us not saying a word but just enjoying the moment that we had just shared. That night Michael stayed over and we had sex about 3 more times, once was even in the shower. The next time my parents leave for the weekend I hope it rains, so I can walk home in it with my BOYFRIEND Michael.