Date: Thu, 26 Jul 2018 08:03:58 +0000
From: Danny Writer <omgdannywriter@hotmail.com>
Subject: Gaining Silver - Chapter three

Hello everyone. I'm new to writing stories, at least ones that are read by
other people, so any feedback would be appreciated. You can email me at
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All the usual disclaimers stand - the characters and events of this story
are entirely fictional and ever part is played by an actor over the age of
18 (or 21, whatever it is where you are). Don't read this story if you are
offended by the idea of teenage boys engaging in sexual acts with each
other.


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Gaining Silver - Chapter 3

The words hung in the air. It was like time stopped dead. My vision began
to shake and I just had no idea what to do. I'm sure that I had turned
bright red and I wouldn't have been surprised if my eyes had started to
water. What the hell was I going to do?

I didn't have long to think about it. In fact, I didn't have to think about
it at all. Oliver moved towards me. I locked eyes with him and he could see
my panic - he was blushing and looked pretty nervous himself. My vision
tunnelled and he was all I could see.  "Hey, you don't have to do this," I
heard him say.  David's voice called out, "Yeah he does or he's sleeping
outside."  Oliver quietened his voice and spoke softly towards me:
"Seriously, it doesn't mean anything if you want to but we don't have to do
this."

My mind flashed back to our near-kiss in the forest earlier. I definitely
want to kiss this boy but I was worried about what would be said. He was
clearly so open and honest about his sexuality and I just didn't know if I
had that level of confidence in who I was yet. His face wasn't far from
mine now and I could just about hear, through the foggy haze of my mind,
the other two boys cheering me on.

'Just do it,' my head whispered, 'You want this. You want him."  That
little nudge was all it took. I leant forward to meet Oliver's approaching
face and our lips locked together. My eyes were closed but the feel of his
lips against mine set my senses alight. His kiss was soft, almost testing
me to see how I'd respond. His top lip was above mine and his bottom just
between my top and bottom lips. There were no tongues involved, just a soft
and sensual kiss.

The whole thing probably lasted about 10 seconds but, in my head, it went
on forever. When we both pulled back, I had a huge hardon problem but I
don't think it was obvious. I could definitely see his though - his
sweatpants left very little to the imagination and I was kind of proud that
I'd turned him on so much. The sudden noise of David and Luke brought me
back into the room.

My best friend was just laughing his arse off in the corner of the tent and
David was asking Oliver how I was. The little cutie looked at me before
saying: "Not bad... well, for a straight guy at least."

The tent erupted in laughter and, after a few seconds, I joined in. A quick
debate ensued about whether gay guys or straight guys were better kissers
and then which kind of guy would be better in bed. Of course, this then led
further into whether gay guys or girls were better at having sex with a
guy. To be honest, I'd become a little quiet after the kiss - I was still a
bit lost in my head about the whole thing and enjoying living in those 10
seconds for a long as I possibly could.

The rest of the night was just banter. We joked around and ribbed each
other over little things - you know, the usual teenage boy chat. No-one
mentioned the kiss at all, which I was really glad about and the dares
stayed away from anything more sexual. I was more torn on that one. On the
one hand, if I'd been dared to do something else with Oliver or, hell,
either of the other two, I'd have had an excuse but, at the same time, I
wouldn't want to be seen to be wanting to do more. I wasn't ready to come
out to Luke but I was feeling a damn site closer after him being so cool
with Oliver and the kiss.

As it started to darken outside, we decided to turn in for the night. We
had another long journey again tomorrow and didn't want to be dead on our
feet. I'd expected David or Luke to suggest getting undressed in the dark
or perhaps get in their sleeping bags first given what Oliver had admitted
earlier. But they didn't. They didn't change anything about their behaviour
at all. Luke was pulling his t-shirt off and dropping his joggers as
readily as he would if he was sleeping at my house. Fuck, he really did
look amazing when he was more naked. He should just always walk around
without a top and the bulge in the front of his boxers... damn! Of course,
that was nothing compared to David. I actually had to do a double take
because it looked like he'd stuffed a pair of socks down there or
something. I had no idea how big but it was clear that David was hung as
fuck!

Ironically, the one changing inside of his sleeping back was
Oliver. Although, I guess he probably had a similar problem to me and
didn't want the other lads to see the bulge at the front of his boxers. He
wriggled around in his sleeping bag a little and then out came a t-shirt, a
pair of trackies, his socks and... wait... was that his boxers? Holy fuck!
Oliver had taken off his boxers! This little cutie was naked in the
sleeping bag next to me. Instant boner, as you can imagine.

I jumped up and turned off the light; there was only me still needed to get
changed anyway so no-one really minded, although Luke complained that he
wasn't yet in his sleeping bag. The light from the moon offered a little
bit of sight inside the tent but not enough that my situation would be
seen. After getting down to my boxers, I got into my sleeping bag.

Sleep did not come easily. To be honest, I hadn't expected it to given that
I was surrounded by a group of sexy lads. However, I hadn't banked on
Oliver sleeping naked and me knowing that, just a metre away, under a thin
sheet of fabric, was his beautiful twink bum. My cock was so hard that it
felt like it was on fire and I had no way of dealing with it in this
tent. I'm not a quiet wanker and I'd be heard if any of these lads were
even remotely awake. Hell, I'd probably wake them up! I had no choice but
to lay there and hear each of the boys around me fall asleep. I could hear
when their breathing changed and when Luke began to lightly snore as he
always did back at home.

The longer I lay there awake, the more my eyes adjusted to the lower
light. Oliver's face next to me became visible. He looked so damn cute all
snuggled up asleep. Our kiss had been breath-taking and I wanted nothing
more than to lean over and give him another. Well, that's not true. There
was something that I wanted much more than that: Oliver's bum. He'd tossed
and turned for the first few minutes before settling down into sleeping on
his front, that meant his beautiful bum was pointing right up with the
sleeping bag falling over it. That wasn't an issue before my eyes adjusted
but, not that they had, I could see how well the fabric hugged against his
bum. I could see it's bubbly nature and how thick and juicy it was.

Now before you all judge me - because some of you will at this next bit - I
want you to know that I tried! I tried really hard to just go to sleep. I
tried really hard not to keep staring at his cloth-covered bum. I tried
really hard just to ignore my throbbing cock and pretend I was anywhere
else! I tried, ok? But, yes, I did fail.

It was just an errant thought at first: what if his sleeping bag slipped
down when he moved around? I'd be able to see his bum... but... the
sleeping bag wasn't going to move. Well, why wasn't it going to move?
Because it was too well zipped up. Ok... but what if it wasn't zipped up?

That's where the train of thought became interesting. What would happen if
Oliver's sleeping bag wasn't zipped up? I mean, it obviously was but what
if it wasn't? I wondered how far down it would have to be zipped before I'd
be able to see his bum. Maybe it was only a little bit. Well, it seemed
really stupid that the only thing keeping me from seeing what I wanted, and
what my dick wanted, was a few inches of zipper.

Who could argue with that logic? Well yeah, I know everyone could argue
with that logic because it was flimsy as fuck but it gave me enough licence
to reach out a trembling hand and take hold of the zipper on Oliver's
sleeping bag.

My heart was in my mouth as I slowly lower the zip; being very careful not
to make a single noise as it slid down millimetre by millimetre. My heart
was in my mouth and I'm pretty sure I was holding my breath. After I've
moved it a few inches (the distance I'd planning to move it), I obviously
couldn't see anything more of Oliver other than a small bit of his
back. Well, in for a penny - in for a pound, I'd come this far and he
hadn't even stirred so why not go a little further.

I carried on edging the zip further and further. In my head, I'd reached
the point of no return so I might as well go all the way and get a look at
that beautiful bum. As I carefully and slowly pulled back to sleeping bag,
more of Oliver's back came into view and I saw how it got slimmer and
tighter as it moved down to his waist before the two mounds of ass were
revealed. This boy was blessed with a real booty and I imagine even
straight guys would have a hard time resisting this.

I just stared at it. His bum was literally perfect. I could see everything
about it with the moonlight reflecting on his pale skin and my cock was
aching for release. I had no choice. I had to do it. I lay there next to
this sleeping boy and pulled out my teen dick. I started to wank it, slowly
at first but then building up. I had been correct though - I was going to
get too loud too quickly. I needed something to muffle the sound. It was
then that I spotted exactly what was needed. With my free hand, I took hold
of Oliver's discarded boxers and brought them to my face. I could smell his
sweaty scent on them and that immediately caused my cock to pulse and me to
have to stifle a moan. I shoved them into my mouth with the hopes that they
would gag me and hide any noise I was going to make while wanking over his
sweet bum.

So, you'd think that going this far was enough for me. I mean, I'd exposed
my new friend, sniffed his underwear, stuffed them into my mouth and was
now wanking my cock while staring at his bum. All without him knowing. But
it wasn't. The fact that I'd come this far was just encouraging me to go
even further. As I lay there next to Oliver, I knew I needed more: I needed
to touch him.

I switched to wanking with my left hand as my right slowly edged over to
his cheeks. There was a moment of suspended time and anticipation and then
it happened - my fingers made contact with his skin. Oliver's warmth
radiated through my hand as I cupped one of his cheeks. My dick was really
straining now and, if not for his boxers in my mouth, I'd have definitely
woken all of the other boys.

Could I do this? I'd come this far. My fingers moved over his cheek and
into the crack in the middle. The middle finger stretched down into it,
searching for its prize. I couldn't believe that I was doing this but when
my fingertips made contact with Oliver's tight twink hole, the pleasure I
felt far outweighed any guilt. I spunk right there and then. Cum flew out
of my cock and all over my toned chest. I was completely lost in the haze
of my orgasm as ropes of the stuff coated my abs and my cock throbbed
harder than it ever had before.

If I hadn't been so fuzzy-headed, I might have noticed that Oliver had
moaned when I touched his hole. I might have noticed how he'd opened his
eyes. I might have noticed how he was staring right at me as I shot my load
all over myself.

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