Date: Wed, 26 Jun 2002 03:49:41 -0400
From: Aryk2001@hotmail.com
Subject: Once upon a love

*********************************DISCLAIMER***********************************

This story is complete fiction. Characters are not real. This story also
contains sexual nature between teenagers of mixed ethnic backgrounds. If
you have any discomfort in reading this story then I have a question, and a
solution. My question is, why are you in this section of stories if you
don't enjoy them, and my solution is to leave. Thank you**

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	My name is Richard, and I am a white boy. Thats what everyone
called me because of the neighborhood I grew up in. I didn't mind it, I was
used to it. No one meant it in a bad way. I just lived in the nicer part of
the ghetto. I knew I was gay since a very young age. Now I am 16 and still
know I am gay. One of my close friends lived 3 doors down from me. His name
was KB. Well those are his initials of his first and last name. He moved
into that house about a year ago. Me and him were very best of friends. We
met when I was outside playing street hockey with some of the neighbor
kids, and he was watching us play. He later explained to me that he had
been sent outside by his mother to meet some new kids. Anyway, we were
playing hockey, and I noticed him, and I asked him if he would like to join
us. He said he would, so I gave him a stick, and grabbed my extra set of
rollerblades for him to use. We had a pretty fun time. After the game when
everyone left, I asked him if he would like to hang out and play some video
games. He agreed and we went inside and started playing the game. After a
while he said he had to go because it was getting late. I told him to come
visit any time, and he left. The next day he came back down to my house,
and asked what I was up to.

	I told him that I wasn't doing anything and he asked if I wanted to
hang out. I told him I would. We rode our bikes together around the
neighborhood. It was kind of natural to see drug dealers and prostitutes
roaming around looking for a good "fix". I also noticed that KB was used to
it to. After a while me and KB became insperable. We were always together.
Even though we were best friends, I was affraid to mention to him the fact
that I was gay for fear of what he might think of me. Some people have
problems with it, some don't. But I was not willing to ruin a good
friendship on account of the fact that I am gay.

	After spending alot of time with KB, I began noticing certain
things about him. Like how he would always be willing to help me out with
something, or how he would always try to protect me, and the fact that he
was, and still is gorgeous. He is about 5'10", a swimmers build, nice
bicepts, and tricepts, along with eight-pack abs. And the most cute face I
have ever seen. He can ALWAYS make me laugh. He has this certain look about
him that just makes my heart jump whenever he looks at me like that. I was
developing a crush on him. I felt like I was an idiot, because I felt all
mushy and stuff. I didn't mind it though, I just minded the fact of him
finding out. I wanted to tell him, but I just couldn't bring myself to do
it. I was so scared what he might think of me if he rejected the fact that
I like him. Everytime he would call asking me to hang out with him, I would
get an idea of a way to tell him, but when I came to my senses, it was the
most rediculous, and obnoxious thing I have ever thought of. I wanted to
tell him so badly, but like I said, I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

	Well I was sitting at home, it was a hot day out, and KB called me
asking me if I wanted to go swimming at the lake with some friends. I told
him I would. I met him and some of our friends down at the lake, there was
about eight of us all together, and since 6 of them have no meaning in this
story then I am not going to name them. Anyway, we were all swimming and
whatnot, being the spontaneous teenagers that we were, when it started
getting dark, and everyone decided to head home. KB asked me to ask my Mom
if I could stay the night at his house. I agreed and we headed over there,
where I called my Mom to tell her where I was. Then I got off the phone,
and KB said his parents were out for the night and that we had the house to
ourselves. I told him that was COMPLETELY okay with me. He laughed and told
me he was going to take a shower. I asked him if I could get in when he was
done. He said, "yeah, but I don't know if you want to, because I like to
use alot of the hot water". I told him that it was okay. He got in the
shower, and I was sitting in his room playing with his radio. He came out
of the shower about 20 minutes later, and he was only wearing a towel. He
looked at me and said all done. I said okay, then I got up and went to the
bathroom, and shut and locked the door. Unfortunately I didn't get to see
what I wanted.

	When I was done in the shower, I got out and dried myself off, and
put a towel on, and walked into KB's room and asked him if he had something
I could sleep in being as I was wet and didn't want to walk down to my
house to get anything. He said he did, and gave them to me. I went back
into the bathroom and shut and locked the door, and put on the clothes. I
went back in his room and saw he had made himself a bed on the floor, and I
was to sleep in his bed. I thanked him for doing that, and climbed in
bed. I drifted off to sleep real quick due to the exhausting swim earlier
that day. For some odd reason I woke up in the middle of the night and I
was kind of half asleep and half awake. I looked down and saw KB was still
asleep. Then I looked at the clock and it was 2:30 in the morning. I layed
back down and drifted off again into a light sleep. Then I remember KB
gently shaking me asking me to move over, and I said okay. I guess he
thought I was awake because he started talking to me. He asked me if I was
tired, and I said, "just go back to sleep baby, and I put my arm around
him, and I pulled him down on the bed. Now remember, I was half asleep when
I did this, so I wasn't really thinking straight. Not that I think straight
anyway...I'm gay right?

	Then he stopped, and said, "What did you just say?"

	I realized then what I had said, and I told him, "what I said was,
just go to sleep".

	He said, "thats not what you said."

	I told him whatever, and I tried going to back to sleep.

	Then he asked me another question.  "Richard, are you gay."

	My heart sunk right then and I felt like my entire body froze, like
I was trapped inside the center of a two mile wide glacier, and I couldn't
breathe. Then, I didn't know what else to say, so I said, "why?"  He said
nevermind and laid back down.

	I whispered under my breath, yes. He sat back up.... looked at me,
and said, "do you find me attractive?" and I said, "I don't know". He got
up and turned on his nightstand lamp. I asked him what he was doing and he
told me he wants to ask me some questions. I said whatever. I really wanted
to end it right there, because I didn't want him spazzing out and hitting
me or something of that nature but I went along with it anyway. He asked me
if I ever had sex with another guy, and I told him I did once a long time
ago. He said what about a girl, and I told him that I tried it once but it
didn't do anything for me. I then stopped him and said, are you gay too? He
told me he wasn't. I said okay go ahead. Then he said, do you like anyone?
My heart dropped again, and I said yeah. He asked me who. I told him that I
liked him. He said oh okay.

	He turned off the lights and layed back down next to me. He then
said goodnight. I said goodnight back. He then leaned over and put his arm
around me and pulled me up close next to him. I said, what are you doing.
And he said, "nothing." Then he climbed over me and layed in front of me
face to face, and said, I like you too, more than you know. Then he brought
his face up to mine and kissed me on the lips. It was a soft gentle kiss,
then he kissed me more deeply and passionately. He leaned back away from me
looked at me and said, I love you.

	I said, I love you too KB. Then he kissed me again and got on top
of me.

	I said, "I thought you said you weren't gay."

	He told me he wasn't, and that he was curious, and now he knows he
is.
	I laughed at that comment.  Then he started grinding his body
against mine, all the time never taking his lips off mine. After about a
minute of this, he started kissing my neck, and then started to take my
shirt off. When he took my shirt completely off, he sat up and took his own
shirt off. His dark chocolate-like skin looked so defined in the moonlight
shining in from the window, I couldn't help myself. I lifted my head up and
started kissing his abs. He put his hand on the back of my head, and gently
ran his fingers through my hair. Then I started kissing lower and lower,
until I got to the waistband of his shorts.

	He got off of me, and stood up, and took off his shorts. He was
standing in the shadow of his dresser so I couldn't see anything. He walked
over to the bed, and got under the covers with me, and took off my pants.
Then I got on top of him and started to kiss pecs. He has some pretty nice
pecs too. Then I started to nibble on his nipple, causing him to moan. I
then kissed down his chest, down his stomache, and down to his pubic area.
I lifted the covers off of my head, and I looked down and saw one of the
most monsterous cocks I had ever seen. It was laying across his left thigh,
and I would have to say it was about semi-hard, and even at that it looked
to be about a foot long. I leaned down and started licking all around it,
teasing him. Then I started licking the skin that runs from the bottom of
the crown all the way down through the sac, gently nibbling it as I went.
He started moaning, and I licked back up the shaft, and took it into my
mouth. I was sucking as best as I could, being extremely careful not to use
my teeth. Then he started moaning even louder, and I looked up at him. He
had the look of pure lust in his eyes.

	I kept on sucking for about five minutes, when he turned around to
where my cock and his face were right next to each other. The whole time
making sure that his cock didn't come out of my mouth. He started sucking
on my cock, nibbling the head, and sliding his tongue all around the shaft.
I let out a muffled moan, all the while still sucking his cock to the best
of my ability. Then I took his cock out of my mouth, and started sucking on
his balls. I took one into my mouth, and started moving my tongue around
it, and very gently sucking. Then I stopped and took the other one in my
mouth, and started sucking on that one. I stopped sucking on his nuts and
moved down lower until I reached his hole. I started licking and tonguing
it like there was no tomorrow.

	He was moaning so loud it almost sounded like he was in pain. He
was saying, "Oh my god, that feels so good, don't stop."

	I kept at it for a while, then went back to sucking his cock for a
while. He told me he was about to cum, so I stopped. I told him I wanted
him inside me. He said, like having intercourse? I said, yeah. He said,
okay. Then I told him to get some Vaseline. He said okay, he came back with
small tub of it, and I took it and spread it all around my hole, and all
around his cock.

	Now his cock being fully hard now was about 14 inches, and about 6
inches fat. I had never had a cock this big in me. All I had was an 8 inch
didlo that I only used if I was extremely horny. He got behind me and put
his cock at my hole. I told him to push. He did, and the tip of it went
in. I cried out in pain. It didn't feel good at all. All I knew is I wanted
it out of me. But I didn't want to leave KB unsatisfied so I told him to
hold still. He did for a little bit, then I told him to push agian, the
pain didn't hurt as much as it first did, but it still hurt. Once he was
all the way inside, and I mean ALL THE WAY INSIDE, I felt extremely full. I
then told him he could go, and he started to push it in and pull it out. He
would only pull out about 6 or 7 inches at a time, but I didn't care
because it felt great. I threw my legs over his shoulders, and he leaned
down to kiss me. We kissed and made love for about an hour.

	Then he started going really fast, and I felt his entire cock
engorge inside me. He put his hand on my Chest, and I looked down at it. I
noticed how much of a contrast there was between his hand and my chest. His
dark Chocolate hand was rubbing and squeesing my vanilla chest and I was
loving every minute of it. He then started going extremely fast and he was
moaning and groaning.

	"I love you Richard", he would say. Then he told me he was about to
cum.

	All of a sudden I felt this warm gush inside my body, and it felt
like the most wonderful feeling in the world. My own cock started squirting
cum everyone. Some of it landed on my lips, and chin. He leaned down while
he was still cumming and started kissing me. Then when he was done. We
rolled over and fell asleep with his cock still buried in my hole.

****If I should add on let me know***** (questions/comments....email me at
Aryk2001@hotmail.com)