Date: Thu, 23 Feb 2023 20:25:08 +0000 From: J. Forrester Subject: Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist - Chapter Twenty-One If you've been enjoying this story and it's multiple genre's, check out my short stories (https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/anthology/). This series includes stories about alternate universes & falling in love; public humiliation & exhibition punishments; mind control & sexual manipulation; invisibility & nudity; teleportation, empathy & unlikely romance; and, a hyperbolic scheme thwarted by a seductive spy. Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction for entertainment only. The author does not condone anything herein; practice sex safely and legally. Any resemblances to real people, places and events (past, present or future) is unintentional. Noah, the Embarrassed Nudist Chapter Twenty-One: Puberty Boy THURSDAY 17TH FEBRUARY 2022 Noah, Toby, Amos, Morys, Samir, Ronan, Kevin and Matty were studying together. It was the spring half-term holiday but the A-Level exams were approaching and the boys weren't very cool. "I'm cool," Matty protested when this issue was raised. "Then why are you studying with us instead of going to Chad's house party where they're drinking shots and smoking weed?" asked Morys, putting on an American drawl. "I'm studying ironically," Matty insisted. "No... Matty... you're studying Physics, see?" Kevin said sluggishly. Morys laughed so hard he fell over into Noah who had to prop him up. Kevin was still so sombre and gloomy that the joke had caught everyone off guard and to everyone's surprise even Kevin smiled – it was small, fleeting and hesitant but he was quite pleased with himself. Kevin had an amazing smile that reached the eyes and Noah saw what Matty had always seen. <> "Oh yes, I see," Matty replied sarcastically – and he swatted Kevin's shoulder. "I thought I was studying beautiful bodies." Matty's eyes lingered on twin boys who were passing – they were wearing shorts and t-shirts and had nice legs. The t-shirts were moulded to big biceps and muscular pectorals. "No, that's physiques," Kevin replied casually. The boys all giggled again and there was an incredibly warm feeling throughout the group. "Ok, two jokes is your limit, man. I'm the funny one around here," Matty admonished insincerely. It was only early February but the south of England was enjoying a period of dry weather. The temperature was almost double digits. They were sitting outside Amos's house – his front garden was large, opposite a park where they could see enthusiastic runners and cyclists, and had an arbour big enough to sit all the boys and their schoolwork. The boys continued to study for a while longer but when Noah got thirsty, he headed inside and tried to keep notes in his head; not on Physics, which was what they were studying, but what everyone wanted to drink "I'll help," Morys offered and chased after Noah. "And they called it puppy love..." Amos sang at his friend's back. Noah could hear a voice carrying the tune but not the song. "Shut up," Morys shouted back. "What was that?" Noah asked him as they rummaged around the kitchen. "Nothing. Amos thinks he's funny," Morys explained evasively. "Kevin is pretty funny," Noah commented. "Yea, he's always been quiet and chilled but he seems to be opening up more. Thanks to Matty," Morys observed. "Everyone opens up around Matty. He doesn't give you the choice," Noah joked. A variety of diet Coke and Pepsi Max were taken out of the fridge. One lunatic wanted dandelion and burdock. "Listen, about tomorrow..." Morys started to say. "I've not forgotten," Noah promised brightly. "Oh, I know. Any chance to get naked. I'm surprise your penis isn't out today," Morys replied. "No, what I was going to say is, you don't have to do it." "I want to do it," Noah reassured him. "My Art teacher said he has pictures of my sculpture and they can be submitted along with a Special Consideration," Morys said. "Morys, I'll leave it up to you. Either I can stay home tomorrow or I can come into school with you, strip naked, let you shave me and then paint my hairless body and take photographs of me..." Noah belaboured the point. "It's your choice." "Well, when you say it like that, it sounds stupid," Morys grinned widely. Noah chuckled in return and he saw Morys looking into his eyes. The intensity of eye contact felt weird and Noah didn't let it last. He turned away and picked up four cans to take back to the others. Morys grabbed the other four cans and followed. "It's a serious question," Matty said with a straight face. "Oh for the love of god," Noah said without even hearing what the question was. "What's a serious question?" Morys asked, thinking he was missing something. Noah on the other hand knew emphatically that whatever Matty was going to ask would not be serious. "He hasn't asked it yet," Ronan said without looking up. <> Ronan was struggling with the physics question in front of him – too many distractions and stress. "Matty doesn't ask serious questions," Noah warned Morys. "I do too. You don't know," Matty responded as if aspersions had been cast on his character. "We should give Matty the benefit of the doubt," Amos offered. "Yea, we can do that..." Toby said but he couldn't keep his face straight and Amos offered him a reproachful glare. "What's the question?" Kevin asked. "How many seconds in eternity?" "No!" Matty answered dismissively but then realised the suggestion was brilliant. "No, but remind me of that one. Thanks, Kevin." Kevin nodded in acknowledgement but Noah thought the boy seemed quite pleased. "My question is..." Matty started to say. Amos and Toby leaned forward. Noah relaxed back and was joined by Morys. Samir leaned over to whisper something to Ronan who seemed grateful for the help. "In Star Wars, if a turbolaser misses its target, does the energy blast just continue on into space forever or will it eventually dissipate?" In the quiet that always followed a classic Matty quandary, a little voice was heard. "Fuck," Amos muttered and then sighed. Since Amos never swore, they were all surprised by the expletive. Everyone looked to see him digging into his trouser pocket to pull out a fiver which he handed to Toby. "Thank you," Toby said with barely contained mirth. "Don't say it," Amos wared amicably. <> The couple had a standing bet on if Matty would actually ask a serious question or not. Toby knew well enough that his questions were never serious. "I mean, space is big right so the blast could carry on forever," Matty expanded his point. "Space is big. Really big," Ronan contributed. <> Ronan was getting a headache from Herman's bizarre thought connections. "I don't know if it would carry on forever," Samir questioned. "Explain!" Matty challenged the doubter. "Well, the density of space is about one atom per cubic centimetre. Theoretically, if a laser, turbo or otherwise, were to hit even a single atom of dust, it would eventually diffuse," Samir explained. "And it's not just dust out there but radiation, planets, meteors..." "Black holes," Amos acknowledged. "Stars," Ronan said without looking up. "Satellites?" Morys tried. "Dyson sphere's," Noah added. "Ships called Enterprise," Toby suggested. "Ok, now you're just being silly," Matty said in his sulky way when he was happy to have caused chaos with a daft question. "Flying spaghetti monsters," Kevin chipped in. Matty pretended to seethe but ruined it by grinning at Kevin for a long time without saying anything. He wanted to say how much he... well, he couldn't say that. "I like the way you think Kevin. You're very witty," Matty said. "You believe in the spaghetti monster too?" Kevin asked with a wide-eyed gasp. "Yea, and Russell's teapot," Mateo agreed. "Are turbolaser blasts actually made out of lasers?" Morys asked ponderously. "What... what are you doing?" Noah asked incredulously. "What?" Morys asked in return – he didn't know what he'd done. "He was quiet and happy..." Noah warned Morys but it was too late. "You're going to set him off again." "Oh here we go. Mr Noah trying to shut down legitimate scientific enquiry," Matty protested. "Legitimate?" Samir asked doubtfully. "Scientific?" Amos agreed – because Star Wars was clearly hokum. "Enquiry?" Ronan asked because he felt left out. <> "Turbolasers are probably made out of super-heated gas, i.e. plasma," Samir jumped in – having thought about it for longer. "Travelling at fast but subluminal speeds, the plasma would eventually cool and return to being a normal gas that would just disperse. So, no, it wouldn't travel forever." Everyone looked to Mateo so see if this was an acceptable answer and they could all see him trying to think of something to object to. "We could just reverse the polarity of the neutron flow," Toby offered. Matty did not look happy. Or he was pretending to not be happy. "If this doesn't work, rub his belly or back anti-clockwise," Noah stage whispered to Kevin. Kevin did not look comfortable with the idea of that kind of contact. "The thing is though..." Matty said huffily. Kevin took one for the team, putting his big hand on Matty's back and rubbing it soothingly. "Never mind," Mateo said contentedly. SATURDAY 19TH FEBRUARY 2022 Daniel looked so good in his suit that Noah wanted to take it off him. Similarly, Jamie was drop dead gorgeous. When Daniel had told Noah Jamie was moving out, Noah had been hurt and disappointed. He understood that Jamie wanted his own place and his own independence but there was more to it than that. Jamie had lived in the McNelis house for several years and apparently he'd been in a sexual relationship with Noah's dad Bruce. And Noah's brother Daniel. And Noah himself. Noah could appreciate that after a certain point those kind of relationships might be unhealthy. Noah and Jamie hadn't talked about much it but Noah had been thinking about it a lot. Noah knew he could be self-absorbed and it made it hard for him to think about what other people were feeling. Sometimes it was like being hit across the face with realisation and that was how it had been with Jamie moving out because he felt that he could no longer live with the McNelis family. "Wow, look at you, Mr Handsome," Daniel said as he looked at Noah. Noah was dressed in charcoal-coloured trousers and a skinny fit white shirt with grey tie. The reason everyone was dressed up so nice – not formal but very nicely – was because they were going out to dinner. Tomorrow, Jamie was officially moving out. His room was already empty and he had been spending more and more nights away from the McNelis house that had been his home. "Yea Noah, you look great," Jamie agreed. "Thanks. You both look very handsome too," Noah assured them. The drive to the restaurant was happy and chilled and the food, when it arrived, was delicious. The conversation felt like old times but Noah felt anxiety the whole time – an impending sense of something ominous. The sense of an ending. Noah didn't want Jamie to go. "Shit!" Noah said. Daniel and Jamie looked to see Noah pushing his chair back as the contents of an almost full glass of water continued to drip off the edge of the table. There was very little water on the floor – most of it had spilled all over Noah's shirt and lap. "You're an idiot," Daniel said affectionately but unsympathetically. "Are you ok?" Jamie asked affectionately and sympathetically. Dan chuckled affectionately to show he'd been joking and watched as Noah stood up to show his shirt was nearly transparent across Noah's abdomen and the whole front of Noah's trousers were soaked. Noah could feel his underpants were wet too. "I'm going to the toilets," Noah said. It was probably for the best that Dan and Jamie had more time to talk without little brother there anyway. Noah pushed open the door to the male toilets and pondered what to do. There was a hand dryer. Noah unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers and then pushed them down. He gave little thought to the fact he was in a local restaurant and someone could walk in at any moment. Noah pulled his trainers off and then slipped his legs out and stood in his wet shirt, undies and socks. Noah turned on the hand dryer that noisily breathed a jet of hot air onto Noah's wet trousers. They got warm but Noah was starting to doubt the air was hot enough to dry his trousers when a you man walked into the toilets. Noah turned to look at him – his wet shirt showing his skinny, fair skinned tummy and his long hairless legs projecting from his shirt tails. It was obvious the boy was wearing briefs and his socks came halfway up his legs, making him look cute and vulnerable. "What are you doing?" the young man asked. Noah guessed he was in his early twenties. He had dark brown eyes that were amused and his mouth curled into a smile that was full of interest in the long-legged boy. "Um... drying my trousers?" Noah said with an embarrassed gesture to the trousers in his hand. "Sure," the guy laughed with a sceptical tone. "Your shirt is wet too." "Yea..." Noah agreed. "Are you going to dry that as well?" the young man asked. "Do you think I should?" Noah asked. The man nodded. This was madness. Noah wasn't actually considering stripping to his underwear in a restaurant toilet, was he? Of course he was. Noah put the trousers over the top of the hand dryer unit and unbuttoned his shirt. The young man could not believe how cute Noah was and that the boy was stripping openly. Someone could walk in at any moment. It was exciting to think Noah might get caught but he also considered how compromising it would look for him to be in the room with a nearly naked boy. Noah's bare chest and abdomen came into view and the young man enjoyed the sight of the hairless teenager. Noah slipped the shirt off and stood in his socks and briefs in front of the stranger. "Are you totally hairless?" the young man asked. "No," Noah replied. The man stepped closer and took Noah's hand, then lifted his arm to look at the armpit. There wasn't much in there. The twinky boy had only a sparse spread of wires in his axilla. The young man put his nose into it and gave it the slightest, teasing lick with his tongue. Then the young man looked down. The package inside the small briefs was an inviting dent. Big balls and an exciting tube of flesh above it. He put a single finger inside the briefs and Noah gasped. Noah had a perfect V line into his briefs, creating a small gap where the inguinal line dipped into the underwear. The young man pulled his finger out, stretching the waistband and looking inside the briefs at the boyish penis prize inside. Noah's flaccid prick was only two or three inches, the head enclosed inside a foreskin that was pinched closed. The young man let go of the waistband with a satisfying snap. "You must be the new boy," the young man said definitively. "New boy?" Noah asked. "The glory hole?" came the reply as if it were obvious. The restaurant had a glory hole? Why didn't anyone tell him? It was already Noah's favourite restaurant and now he rated it even higher. "Here," said the young man and he took out a wad of notes. He stuffed the unknown sum of money into the pocket of Noah's trousers which remained atop the hand dryer with his shirt. The young man turned and walked to the stall second from the end. Noah inferred the end stall was for him. Was he really going to do this? Suck a totally random stranger for money? Put another way, was Noah really going to get on his knees, nearly naked in a restaurant toilet and suck a handsome man's dick? Put that way, the choice seemed obvious. The money was just a bonus. Noah walked to the end stall in just his socks, abandoning his trainers, shirt and trousers out in the open. Noah closed the door and saw the hole in the partition between the stalls. It seemed obvious now what it was for but if Noah had ever noticed it before, he hadn't thought about it. A cock appeared. It was girthy and over six and a half inches long. It was circumcised too; the big red head had an impressive ridge where it met the shaft. Noah knelt down and kissed the bulbous head with puckered lips that covered half the glans. The cock waited patiently while an initially tentative suck, more of a kiss, teased the excited head. Noah used his tongue to lick the dick and swirled his tongue all the way around the tip of the cock. Noah heard a satisfied sigh from the other side so he proceeded to pull the entire head into his mouth. Noah slurped as he swallowed the entire shaft. Inch by inch, the big-headed and veiny cock filled Noah's mouth. The young man in the other side started to pump his cock into Noah `s face. Noah heard the man's pelvis hit the wall of the partition as he slide closer. Noah could taste the ooze from the stranger's cock. As he pushed himself as close to the wall as possible, Noah was offered delightful inches of yummy dick. Noah hadn't even asked the young man his name. Noah gobbled, sucked and swallowed on the proffered dick, tasting the precum that trickled from the head. Close to orgasm, Noah and the stranger heard the toilet door open. Noah didn't stop sucking but he wondered if whoever was outside knew what was going on, if they heard anything, if they were waiting for a turn. Noah didn't think about the fact his clothes were still out there. The door opened again and closed and they were alone again. "Finish me off," the young man said. The young man could not believe he had got to meet a cum slut. He'd only ever had his cock sucked by a nebulous mouth but seeing the mouth belonged to such a beautiful boy was so hot. Perhaps he should have asked the cock sucker his name? Or his age? It was a bit late for that. The young man felt most of his cock being deep throated while Noah felt his lips stretch to accommodate the fat face fucker. At the edge of orgasm, Noah pulled back and worked the final few inches, feeling the ridge of the head on his lips. The young man grunted as his cock erupted with spurts of creamy jizz. It tasted like salted caramel – the nectar filled Noah's mouth and he swallowed the slurry of creamy cock juice. The cock remained poking through the hole even after the orgasm stopped so Noah swallowed and then licked and cleaned the cock. The young man's dick finally disappeared and Noah heard a "thanks" before his stall door opened and then banged closed. A second later the toilet door did the same as he beat a hasty retreat. Noah had to get back to dinner so he got to his feet and stepped out back into the main toilet area with the mirrors (which showed the beautiful boy in just underpants and socks), sinks and hand dryers. Noah's clothes were nowhere to be seen. Noah wasn't sure what to do. If anyone walked in they'd see an almost hairless seventeen-year-old in briefs and socks and he had no access to any clothes. Noah carefully opened the toilet door, peeking out into the corridor that led to the restaurant in one direction and the kitchens in the other. Outside there was a young man, arms folded and smirking at him. Noah recognised him from a previous visit to the restaurant. Noah had a remote-controlled prostate massager in his ass and Matty had set it off during dinner, causing Noah to cum in his undies. While giving the waiter the cheque, Noah had tipped him extra – by dipping the young man's hand into his pants so the waiter could feel his cum-coated dick. "New boy?" the waiter asked with a smirk. The same question the young man in the toilets had asked but the waiter seemed to know the truth. Noah wasn't the new cock sucker but he did suck cock. "What happened to the old boy?" Noah asked cheekily. "You want your clothes and trainers back?" the waiter asked. Noah nodded. "Step out here," the waiter ordered. Noah looked before stepping out. He could see into the busy restaurant but didn't think anyone could see him. "Hurry up," the waiter added. Noah stepped out into view of anyone who walked into the corridor which could happen at any moment. "You want them back, take off your underwear," the waiter said. Noah's heart raced at the thought of being naked and seconds from getting caught in a local, busy restaurant. "If someone sees you with a naked boy, you'll get in trouble too," Noah pointed out. "I'll be the waiter who found a rude, naked teenager exposing himself," the waiter countered. "I'll march you outside myself... through the restaurant." Noah was excited by the prospect but didn't actually want it to happen so he lifted each foot and pulled his socks off. The waiter had told Noah to take his underwear off but he'd meant the briefs. Seeing Noah's bare feet was an extra treat – his calves and shins were smooth and hairless and seeing Noah's bare legs and feet enhanced the exposure. Noah then pushed down his underpants and exposed himself to the waiter – his bare bum was facing the restaurant and anyone who might enter the corridor. The waiter wasted no time in pulling out his phone and stepping back to take pictures. He framed Noah with the restaurant and the diners in the background. The naked boy was so exposed, uncovered and limp. Head to toe pictures exposed every precious inch of Noah's body. "Put your hands behind your head." "Cover your willy." Noah could see the pictures being rearranged to be a progression from caught and covering to uncovered to posing with pathetic pits exposed. Noah continued to cover his genitals as his mouth began to smile. "You want me to get hard too?" Noah asked. "No," the waiter said. The young man didn't know how to explain why he enjoyed the sight of the small-dicked teen; stubby with balls sagging underneath and nothing but a small scrub of pubes. He swiftly bent down and picked up Noah's socks and underwear. "Follow me," the waiter said. The waiter had taken a huge risk with the naked teen and knew his time had run out. He led Noah into a storeroom and closed the door behind them. Noah's clothes were hanging behind the door. "Can I get dressed now?" Noah asked. The waiter seemed to hesitate. "That depends... are you the new boy?" the waiter asked with a dry mouth. The waiter wanted sucked off too? This was Noah's night! The waiter was about twenty-one years old – younger than Dan and Jamie (who would be wondering where he was) but older than Noah. Noah knelt down and the waiter lifted his apron and fiddled with his zipper. Noah helped, unbuttoning the trousers while the zip came down and then pulling the waiter's underwear under his scrotum. The waiter was already hard so Noah took the dick in his mouth. It was six inches with a nest of pubes above it and a wiry nest of hairs covering his balls. Noah felt hands on his head while he sucked the dick of another stranger. "I remember you from last year. When you talked about puberty and sex with boys," the waiter said. Noah decided to fuck with the lad – for stealing his clothes. Noah pulled the cock from his mouth but tapped it on his lips and then smeared the messy tumescence on his face. "Yea," Noah agreed as he rubbed the cock all over his cheeks. "I'd just started puberty last year." The waiter looked at Noah sceptically. The boy was petite but not short and almost hairless but... he couldn't be that young? "I like sucking men's dicks," Noah said and emphasised the point by sucking the head of the waiter's cock again. The waiter was very close to cumming already. "Sometimes..." Noah added with his mouth free again. "Sometimes when I rub myself stuff comes out." The sweet and innocent puberty boy took the cock back into his mouth one more time and sucked the head until spunk started to erupt. Noah made sure the second volley hit his face – just below the eye and the third on his upper lip which slopped over his mouth and onto his chin. Noah stood up, leaving the dripping and messy cock still dripping and messy. "Lick it off my face or I'll tell them what you did," Noah said. The waiter stuffed his cock back inside his boxers and trousers and looked at Noah's young, cute face with blobs of jism on it. He leaned in and licked the blob below Noah's eye, eating his own spunk. Then the waiter licked Noah's chin and lips. Noah kissed the waiter with salty sweet lips. "Your cock tasted like a lollypop," Noah teased with an innocent voice. "Just like daddy's." The waiter had finally been teased and messed with quite enough. He thought Noah was messing with him but he was too convincing for comfort so he pushed past Noah and left the room. Noah chuckled to himself as he dressed. Was it mean to imply he was barely into puberty? After all, the waiter had taken his clothes, taken naked pictures of him and made Noah suck his cock. Noah returned to the restaurant – his trousers semidry and his shirt dry enough to not be transparent but still damp. "You took your time," Jamie commented. "Having fun in the men's toilet?" Daniel asked. Noah wasn't sure if Daniel knew Noah had been up to something naughty or just guessed... or assumed... that he had been. "What's for dessert?" Noah asked – not answering the question. "Something with cream I'd imagine," Daniel joked. The three continued companionable discussions and when Dan went to the toilet Jamie smiled at Noah and tilted his head. "What really took you so long?" Jamie asked. "Two cocks?" Noah asked – phrasing it like a question so Jamie wouldn't be sure if it was the truth. "That sounds like you," Jamie laughed. Jamie looked at Noah with great affection – he liked Noah very much and the sexually active and unstoppable boy was almost irresistible. All the McNelis males were like that – it was part of why he was moving out. "Don't look but Dan is doing something gross," Jamie said. "What?" Noah asked seriously. "He's flirting with a woman," Jamie said and he nodded toward where Dan was now stood. He was chatting and laughing with a pretty Asian woman his own age and it was almost strange to remember that Dan wasn't actually on Noah and Jamie's team. Even though he'd had more sex with men than women lately. "You can flirt with me if you want?" Noah offered. "Maybe later," Jamie replied. Noah and Jamie stepped outside into the fresh February night, leaving Daniel to pay and flit with the waitress. "Jamie, I'm going to miss you," Noah admitted. "I'm going to miss you too," Jamie replied. "I'll come and visit all the time." He meant it too – Daniel was still going to be his best friend. "It's funny how things turn out, isn't it?" Noah asked. "Funny ha ha? Or funny peculiar?" Jamie asked. "Maybe both," Noah sniggered. "I mean... fifteen months ago you and I had sex for the first time. My very first time, remember?" Jamie could never forget! Noah had been a virgin, had just turned sixteen and had been shaved totally hairless. Noah was still naked around the house – with short, adolescent pubes. Noah had stretched in the year since their first time but he was till petite and beautiful. Noah was an impossible boy – like a Pygmalion, judged not only on who he was but also his physical appearance which was constantly calling out for attention. "I remember, Noah. I remember every time," Jamie noted. "I kind of fantasised that you and me might be... something more. Which is silly because I've never really wanted a boyfriend. It was just a daydream," Noah said. Jamie paused a fraction of a second too long. He was surprised Noah had thought about it and he was just it was not a serious desire and, most of all, Jamie wished he could tell Noah the truth. Noah meant a lot to him and Jamie very much wished they could be together. "Sometimes fantasies become reality. And it's not silly to feel that way, Noah," Jamie reassured him. "You'll have a boyfriend one day and I bet you'll love them... as much as I love you." Noah was surprised that Jamie had said that. Jamie accepted a relationship was not a serious prospect with any of the McNelis boys so there was no point mooing over them forever. "I mean, I love Dan and Bruce too. That's why I'm moving out," Jamie said. "Because you love us all?" Noah asked. Noah was bewildered and he wondered if there was an emotion chip somewhere in his head that had been turned off because there were things he just didn't get about intimacy. "Because I've been having sex with my best friend, who is straight, for six years. I've been having sex with your dad for two years," Jamie said. "And I've been having sex with you for over a year." Noah was quiet because while he had inferred the problem, it was quite different being told. Noah had avoided this very conversation since Dan told him about the move because he didn't want to accept his part in it. Jamie was moving because he could no longer live with the McNelis family whose attitude to sex was casual and attitude towards relationships was cavalier. "I feel like my whole life is built around you guys. I know Bruce isn't around right now but he's coming home in a few months. I love him in a way but we're not a couple," Jamie confessed. "Dan's my best friend and I love him too. You... Noah, you're the most naked boy I know and I love you." "I love you too," Noah replied. It wasn't a word Noah used very often so it felt weird and he felt it all the way to his aching heart. But what was weird about the word – what did Noah find so aversive about it? He did love Jamie! And Dan and his dad, all his friends too... so what was so scary about the word? "I'm twenty-two and I've not been in a long-term relationship for three years. I've hung everything on you guys and I need to get out more... I really need to get out more," Jamie said. "I get it," Noah said. "Good," Jamie replied. The stood quietly while Dan continued to flirt with the waitress – he had the car keys so they couldn't just leave him. "I'm seventeen and I've never been in a long-term relationship ever," Noah admitted. "I've never wanted one. I've never met anyone I'd want to be in a relationship with." Noah looked confused and down hearted about. "Noah, do you enjoy yourself? Having sex with yourself or others?" Jamie asked. "Yes," Noah replied – it was such a simple question. "You're seventeen. Maybe you'll meet someone. Maybe you've already met someone," Jamie said though Noah looked doubtful. "And you might still have plenty of casual sex or you might settle down." Jamie's need to move on had set Noah's mind thinking but he didn't let it cogitate for long. Daniel was finally done flirting and was on his way to join them. "Are you ready?" Dan asked them as if they were the ones who had been holding things up. "I am," Jamie replied. After arriving home, Noah, Daniel and Jamie lounged around watching movies and eating junk. Noah was in his usual outfit (nudity) but it was February so he also had a blanket. Noah had tucked his legs underneath his buttocks – the smooth skin of his ass glided against his silky legs. Jamie was sat next to Noah on the sofa and by the time their second movie was wrapping up, Noah was cuddled into him. Dan smiled at them because it was a cute and charming image. Daniel was going to miss the fraternal love of their threesome... Maybe not the best way to articulate that thought. Daniel could see the future too. He knew that Jamie and Bruce had concluded their relationship during the Christmas and New Year holidays. Dan and Jamie had last had sex a few weeks ago. Noah or Jamie or both would want to say goodbye before Jamie officially moved out. The credits were rolling and Daniel made a quiet exit – leaving Noah and Jamie to do whatever they were going to do. Noah stood up to stretch – his blanket falling off his shoulder and puddling around his ankles. Noah's ass was in front of Jamie's face – it was the epicentre of Jamie's attention because Noah's legs looked long and smooth, curving at the calves with a satisfying camber while the hairless thighs joined to the buttocks without a single tan line. Above the ass, Noah's back was popped with little bones and his shoulder blades emphasised how thin the boy was. "Noah," Jamie said. Noah turned to face Jamie and suddenly a small, limp, two-inch penis was at eye level. It was just gorgeous. Jamie's eyes wandered over the milky legs again and then up from the short pubes above the root of dick. Noah's O shaped tummy button was a cute little spot and his nipples similarly added to the perfection of the boyish chest. Jamie put his hands on Noah's bony hips and pulled him closer. Noah put his hands on Jamie's shoulders and then leaned over to kiss him – Jamie looked up into Noah's face as their lips met. It was moist and soft, lasting a long time. Jamie slid his hands around to grab Noah's ass cheeks so when the kiss finally broke, Jamie moved his face to Noah's groin. With his hands on Noah's buttocks, he pulled the teen closer until Noah's flaccid dick was rubbing all over Jamie's face. Noah moaned and slid his hands from Jamie's shoulders to his head. With hands on his ass and a face sniffing around his groin, Noah was perfectly content. Jamie opened his mouth and licked Noah's balls, tasting the saltiness of day-long sweat. His tongue moved over Noah's penis, which was still soft but now nearly four inches long. "I'm going to miss seeing this," Jamie confessed when he came up for air. "What?" Noah asked innocently. "I'm going to miss seeing your penis, Noah," Jamie said with a grin. "Oh... do you like looking at boys penis's?" Noah teased him. "I like looking at your penis," Jamie confessed. "What about my boy-balls?" Noah asked. Noah punctuated his question by lifting his dick up – the underside of the shaft connected to his scrotum. The small patch of pubes about Noah's cock matched the wispiness of the hairs that covered his testicles. Noah was not naturally hairless all over but his dick, balls and pits were meagre; his legs and everywhere else were as smooth as a boy five years younger. Jamie appreciated the contrast between maturing teenage body and stunted puberty. "Your balls are excellent too," Jamie agreed. "Excellent vintage." "You like teenage balls, don't you?" Noah asked seedily. Noah massaged his scrotum and the eggs inside tumbled around like Baoding balls. Jamie stood up and wrapped his arms around Noah. Noah felt quite wonderful in the strong arms of a man. Jamie just held him at first and then, nuzzled his nose and lips against Noah's cheek. "I look the same as when I started puberty," Noah added – recalling his earlier teasing of the waiter. "I'm really gonna miss you, puberty boy..." Jamie whispered. "And your ridiculous dirty talk." "You did say I could flirt with you later," Noah retorted. Their lips met again and the kissing lasted longer than before. Jamie was dressed in trousers and his shirtsleeves were rolled up; his forearms were warm against the supple and soft skin of Noah's chest and back. Noah grinded his naked body against Jamie, whose hot body radiated through the shirt and warmed Noah against the coolness of the house in winter. Jamie loosened his grip, sliding his hands from Noah's back to his shoulders and then under his arms. Noah giggled as Jamie's hand rand across the delicate armpits with scanty fair hair. "My bedroom or yours?" Noah whispered. "I've pretty much moved out, Noah. I don't have a room anymore," Jamie replied. It made Noah feel sad that it was so easy for someone to leave his life. "You'll always have a room here, Jamie," Noah replied. "Your place," Jamie answered. Noah grabbed Jamie's hand and pulled him upstairs. In Noah's bedroom, Noah turned to face the twenty-two-year-old and immediately reached for the collar of his shirt. Noah unfastened each button from the top to the bottom and once he could see Jamie's chest, he pulled the shirt open and latched onto a nipple with his lips. Noah suckled on one nipple while his hand casually reached up to cup the other, kneading the pectoral. Noah's hand then moved towards Jamie's armpit; as Jamie has played with his skin, Noah returned the favour. Noah's fingers felt the wiry brush of dense pubes. It was a normal volume of pit hair but Noah was so used to his own diminutive appearance that he admitted the manly physique. Noah moved back to admire Jamie's muscular build – the result of good genetics, youth and a gym membership. Jamie's chest had short stubbly hair that joined the nipples and then trickled down to his belly button. It was one of the few times trickle down had ever been effective. Noah slipped the shirt off Jamie's shoulders and reached for the trousers. He unfastened them, pulled down the zipper and peeked at the boxershorts exposed inside. Jamie took over, pushing the trousers down his thick thighs. Jamie pulled them off and his socks too and stood in front of Noah in just his boxers. Noah smiled at Jamie – a quaint and unreadable smile. "What?" asked Jamie. "For all we roleplay the man boy thing... you really are a big man compared to me," Noah said. "You're big downstairs," Jamie pointed out. "You're just a petite boy from a petite family." "Easy come, easy go... I don't want to let you go," Noah admitted. "You're like a little bohemian boy, Noah. Free from all convention from your skinny little ass to that penis you show off to everyone," Jamie commented non-judgementally. Noah didn't respond to this except by grabbing Jamie's boxers and yanking them down. Noah grabbed Jamie's ass with both hands and pulled their groins together. Noah's chest was scrawny compared to Jamie's but that contrast was one of the things Noah had always liked about Jamie. In the scheme of things, the pair had only been intimate a handful of times but Jamie had been Noah's first time. This was going to be the last time. Noah stepped back and Jamie stepped with him. When the backs of Noah's legs hit the bed, he sat down and Jamie loomed over him again. Noah leaned in and took Jamie's semi-soft dick in his mouth. It didn't stay soft for long. Jamie's cock inflated in the boys mouth and soon the teenager was sucking Jamie's impressive cock. Noah's oral attention made slurping noises as he gagged on it down to the hilt and then sucked on the head to drink all the juices. Jamie put his hands on Noah's head and looked down – he liked the power he felt over the younger and smaller boy. "Look up while you suck me," Jamie ordered. Noah looked up with his big, bright eyes while Jamie's cock fed into the seventeen-year old's mouth. "Do you want to bend over the bed?" Jamie asked. Noah stopped cock sucking long enough to answer the question but gripped the wet dick in his fist to rub it while he answered. "No way," Noah replied. "I want to be on my back so I can watch you cum in me. I want you to look at me while you fill my hole." "Your dirty talk is getting better," Jamie complemented. "You're like a big brother to me, Jamie. Fuck my ass," Noah added. Noah's dirty talk had improved since he started participating in multiple erotic scenarios every month. Calling Jamie his brother was barely hyperbole – Noah had known the young man for thirteen years. Jamie was like a big brother or, put another way, Noah was like a little brother to Jamie. "Do you want me to put on protection?" Jamie asked. "You don't need to. I'm tested," Noah said. He was tested for his EMARP's but Jamie didn't ask for details and Noah didn't ask Jamie at all. He trusted Jamie and desired to feel his unwrapped cock inside. Noah leaned back and Jamie lifted Noah's legs. They were so smooth and Jamie's hands were big enough that he could wrap his grip around Noah's skinny, hair-free ankles. Jamie slid his hands higher until his palms were under Noah's thighs and pushing them up; Noah was almost in a sitting position but flat on his back. Jamie then placed Noah's ankles on his shoulders and lined his cock up against Noah's hole. Noah breathed deeply as Jamie pressed his naked cock against the sphincter and with increasing pressure, the cock slide inside. Barebacking with Jamie felt amazing. Noah wanted to be bred – to feel Jamie's cum wash inside him. Jamie meanwhile, felt the amazing combination of experiences that came with being bare as he fucked the boy. Noah was tight and warm, the ring clamped Jamie's cock to create exquisite friction with every thrust. Each thrust connected Jamie's pelvis with the tiny buttocks of his teenage lover. The slapping sound was like a soundtrack that was added to by moans of pleasure. Moreover, Jamie could feel Noah's silky legs on his shoulder. Jamie turned his head to kiss the smooth legs – Jamie could barely believe the seventeen-year-old didn't shave them. They were fair skinned and gorgeous, caressable and kissable, strokable and lickable. "Oh Jamie... oh fuck..." Noah said. Jamie looked at Noah and studied every inch of his body. Fucking his little ass while gazing at his flat chest and tummy that was so thin, it was curved in and showing the bottom of his ribs. Noah nipples were flat against his chest – the boy was finally warm inside. Noah reached behind himself to grab the other end of his bed which helped to steady and brace him as Jamie's thrusting continued. With his pits exposed, Noah was even more exquisite. Jamie was about to cum so he reached for Noah's cock and started working on it. It was oozing precum all over his tummy despite not being fully hard. It was at least five inches but pliable when Jamie took a hold of it. It was slimy with precum that was dribbling into the short pubes above Noah's penis. Jamie stroked and fucked at the same time but when his own orgasm arrived, he could not continue the masturbation. Jamie kept his eyes open, gazing at the perfect teen as he ejaculated inside him. Noah's anus was bred with creamy spunk that the younger lover could feel starting to leak out his ass. Jamie pulled back until his cock popped out and although Noah's legs dropped to the floor, Jamie still lined up to fuck the sludge back in a little. Noah had taken control of his cock and was pumping away while Jamie continued to play with his jizz against Noah's hole and buttock. "Push it in again while I cum," Noah said. Jamie did and when Noah shot, his creamy spunk was cast across his chest and abdomen – making a thorough mess which was just how Noah liked it. Noah smiled and breathed and laughed as his orgasm subsided and Jamie punctuated his final pull out by tapping his dick against Noah's ass. "Lie down on top of me," Noah asked. "You're a mess," Jaime said. "I know. Lie on top of me, pin me down," Noah said. Jamie climbed onto the bed and lay on Noah so the messy chest and abdomen transferred its sediment to Jamie. Sharing the mess they had made was a lovely gesture and they both needed to shower after fucking anyway. Noah rubbed and writhed beneath Jamie, frotting with him to smear the spunk. Noah enjoyed the feeling of being held down by Jamie's weight and the grip of his hands. After a moment, Jamie let Noah go so he could climb up the bed and lie with his head on a pillow. Jamie moved beside him, pulling the teenager in and holding him tight. Noah felt pinned down again in a way. It was nice though – he felt safe in the arms of his lover, even if he knew it wouldn't last. This was their final time – it had to be for Jamie to move on. Selfishly, Noah wanted more time. Noah wanted Jamie to stay and he wanted to fuck again. Noah didn't say anything though – Jamie was probably feeling the same way. They both wanted to hold onto something familiar but it was time to move on to something new. Or someone? Many thanks as always to the Nifty Archivists who do an amazing job. Check out the Beta (the bate version?) version of the new Nifty Archive and please consider donating to help keep the site up and running (I do not receive any financial compensation for my stories): http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Feedback to authors is their only compensation and motivation. Email me: niftyencomiums@gmail.com My blog: https://niftyencomiums.blogspot.com (updated weekly with teasers for the next chapter) My newtumbl: https://niftyguy.newtumbl.com/ My Twitter: @niftyencomiums1 My stories so far: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#jforrester Complete series: School Exhibitionism, The Symposium, The Embarrassment of Riches, Do As You're Told and A Series of Embarrassing Events. Ongoing (interconnected) short stories: Anthology. Short stories: Aiden's Accidental Autoerotic Assignment, Jogging Joe's Jaunty Journey and Peter's Past Posing Pictures