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Chapter Two - Petey Spends The Night

When Petey and I had rested we got cleaned up, dressed and went down to the kitchen for a late lunch. I was very pleased how things had came about with Petey. I was hoping this wouldn't be a one shot deal.

We were starving so I cooked some mac & cheese. We didn't talk much. I felt a bit of tension. Petey hardly even looked at me while we ate. I didn't want to be too forwards about what we'd just done. Even though I was not new to boy sex, it was a first for Petey.

Petey finally spoke. "Steve?"

I looked up from my plate. He was staring into his plate of mac & cheese, just picking at the last few bites.

"Huh?" I replied.

"Have you ever d... d...done that before?"

I thought... Oh Fuck. What would I tell him now? I really didn't want to tell him all about me being gay or homosexual. I could tell him that it was none of his business. But then, that would only lead him to speculate. He was only asking me an honest question, but how much should I tell him? I wanted to be friends with Petey, sexual friends. If I put him off or lied, it could mean the chance that we would never play again. If I told him too much he might think I was really weird and he wouldn't want to play with me again.

"Well... I... I... a few times." I told him.

"Who did you do it with?"

Now he was being rude by asking me who I had sex with. "Come on Petey. I can't tell you. It wouldn't be right for me to tell you. Besides you don't know them anyways."

"Them?" he asked, as he quickly raised his head up from his plate and looked me in the eyes.

I knew I had just blown it. I always did speak before I thought. Shit! "Well... I... um... Yeah. I have sex with other boys. Are you happy now?"

"I'm sorry Steve... I shouldn't have asked you."

"No you shouldn't have." I said with a shamed tone of voice. Petey looked back into his plate again picking at his food.

"I think I better go now. Thanks for taking me sledding and for lunch." he said, as he got up from the table.

"You don't have to leave Petey. We can watch a movie, or play some video games."

"No, I really should go. I told my mom I wouldn't be gone too late."

I was seeing the chance to play with Petey again slipping away fast. I should have just lied to him. "Look Petey... I like you. I think you're a cute kid. What we did this afternoon just happened. I liked being naughty with you. You sure seemed to like it too."

He looked at me and I saw a faint smile appear on his face. "Yeah. That was pretty wicked."

I gave him a wink. He smiled even bigger. "Come on, let's go get you some dry clothes to wear home."

"Thanks man. That would be cool."

Petey followed me back upstairs to my room. I gave him some of my smaller clothes to put on. I thought it was funny that he turned his back to me to change from the sweat pants into my jeans.

I told him, "I'll put your wet clothes in the dryer. I can bring them to you at school or you can get them the next time you come over." I was hoping there would be a next time. I saw a smile grow on his lips. Damn, I hoped he would come again, in more ways than one.

"I'll just get them the next time I come over." he told me. I liked the sounds of that.

We went back downstairs. I lead him to the door. We stood there a moment looking into each other's faces. "Thanks again Steve. I had fun today."

I told him, "No problem dude. I had fun too. We'll have to do it again sometime. Or maybe we could go to a movie or bowling or something."

Petey smiled at me and gave, `Me' a wink this time. He came closer to me, leaned and gave me a light kiss on the lips. "See ya later man." he told me, as he opened the door and walked back out into the cold December weather. I stood and watched him through the window as he walked away. I wondered to myself, could this be the beginning of what I had hoped for?

Later that evening about 5 o-clock the phone rang. My mom came into the living room where me and my little brother Scott were watching T V. "Steve, telephone. It's your friend Petey."

My heart skipped a beat. Petey had never called me before. I picked up the phone, "Hello."

"Hi Steve? This is Petey." Something seemed wrong. It sounded like Petey was about to cry.

"What's wrong Petey?"

"My mom and dad are drunk again and they're fighting. Can I come spend the night with you? I have to get away from them."

"Hold on, let me ask my mom."

"Mom... Petey said his mom and dad are drunk and are fighting. He asked if he could spend the night with me."

"That's terrible! Of course he can spend the night."

"Can we go pick him up, it's cold and dark outside?"

"Sure Hun, we can go get him."

"Thanks Mom."

"Petey, my mom said you could stay, we'll come get you. We'll be there as soon as we can, just stay away from your mom and dad. Don't get between them."

"God, thanks Steve. I owe you dude."

"Ok, we'll see you soon, bye."

"Bye."

Fifteen minutes later Mom and I pulled into Petey's driveway. He was waiting in the garage. He was quick to get into the car. I scooted over to let him in. When the door of the car was open, we could hear his mom and dad screaming at each other from inside the house.

"Mom, this is my friend Petey. He's the kid I told you I went sledding with today."

"Hi Petey. Steve has told me a lot about you, I'm sorry your parents are having a bad time. Do they know you are coming with us?"

"Yes Ma'am. They didn't care. They'd be happy if I never came back."

"Oh... Petey. You shouldn't talk like that." she told him.

"I'm sorry, that's just how they make me feel. Thank you for coming after me."

"You're welcome." my mother told him.

The ride back to my house was pretty quite, no one said much. I could feel Petey leaning against me. As if to be even closer to me, touching me. I put my hand on his thigh just above his knee. It was a gesture of my friendship. I wanted to let him know I was there for him. My mom saw what I had done. She thought it was nice. She knew I was a kind, caring person. I must have got it from her.

Once home, we went into the house. My little brother Scott was quick to come meet my friend Petey.

"Hi... I'm Scott. Are you Petey?" he asked, as he held out his hand to shake.

Petey shook his hand and said, "Yeah, that's me."

"Steve said you're a good wrestler. Want to wrestle? I'm pretty good too."

I told Scott, "Come on dude, he just got here, give him a break."

"Oh you guys. You never let me play with your friends Steve."

"Yes I do. Remember last week? Me and Frankie played PS2, for two hours with you."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that."

"You brat. I want to talk to Petey alone. Maybe in a little while we can all do something together."

"Okay. I'll be right here. All alone waiting."

"Oh you little schmuck." I told him, as I tickled him in the side.

Scott giggled and started to run away from me, then turned around and stuck his tongue out at me. I just shook my head. I looked at Petey and shrugged my shoulders. We both started laughing.

I told Petey, "Come on dude... let's go to my room." I took a hold of his hand as I lead the way.

Once in my room, Petey said, "Cute kid, your brother. He looks like a little you. I wish I had a little brother. No wait, no I don't. Then he would have to live with my mom and dad too."

I saw tears swell in his eyes. I opened my arms and hugged him tight, he hugged me back. We just stood there holding each other. He laid his head in the crook of my neck and shoulder. I rubbed his back with my hands as he started to sob.

"Steve, I don't know what to do. I don't know if I can take it any more. I just want to run away. Thank you for letting me come over."

"Hey, that's what friends do for each other."

He lifted his head and gave me a light peck on the cheek. For the first time I felt something more then a sexual excitement while hugging another boy. I felt like a friend, maybe more. Here was a boy I had fantasized about for sometime. I felt I meant something to him. He needed me as a friend. It made me feel good, but I felt sorry for him.

With Petey's head resting on my shoulder, I could smell his hair. It smelt clean. It smelt like strawberries. I rubbed my fingers through his soft, brown hair. It felt so soft and light in my fingers. Petey cooed as I rubbed his head and the back of his neck.

"Steve... you're the only person to ever hold me like this. You make me feel so good."

A wave of contentment came over me. I felt I could hold this boy in my arms forever. Love him and protect him from the world he was running from. Petey was now rubbing his hands up and down my sides. His hands lingered at my hips and he pulled me tighter against himself. Pushing his groin against mine. I started to get a boner.

"Let's lay down for a while." I told him, as I started to move towards my bed. Still holding each other we walked the few steps to my bed. As I lay backwards, I pulled him on top of me. The weight and warmth of his body against mine melted into my soul. I wanted to feel the softness of his flesh against my own. To feel his body loving me. To let my body love his.

He pushed his hands under my arm pits and pulled himself up the length of my body, so that our faces met. He kissed me with love. Not a big slobbering kiss, but one of tenderness. I returned his love. I felt him start to push his groin against mine. We held each other tight as I pushed back against him. Soon we were grinding our boy cocks harder as we played with each other's tongues. I was getting harder by the second. I wanted to feel his naked body against mine.

Just then there was a knock on my bedroom door. "What are you guys doing in there?" It was Scott.

"We're just talking." I replied.

"I don't hear you talking. Come on. Come back down stairs. Let's watch a movie. Mom said she would make us popcorn."

"Alright." I told him. "We'll be right down."

"Ok, just hurry up and get back down here." We heard Scott as he ran back down the steps.

"We better go, he won't leave us alone till we do." I told Petey.

Petey giggled. "He's a cute kid,. Just like you." Petey kissed me a last time as he lifted his body from mine.

"Yeah... but he can be a pain in the ass sometimes." We both laughed.

We met Scott in the family room. "What ya want ta watch?" he asked.

"It don't matter. We've seen them all a million times." I told him.

"Well, maybe Petey hasn't seen them all. Look at our movies Petey. Pick one."

Scott showed Petey our movies and he picked, Top Gun. That was cool. It was a favorite of mine. Scott started the movie and we sat on the floor against the front of the couch. As the preview started, Scott said he was going to go pee before the movie started. He got up and went down the hall to the bathroom. My dad was in his den working and we heard the sound of the popcorn popping in the kitchen. Petey scooted closer to me. He half laid back against the couch and half against me. I enjoyed the closeness of his body. Scott returned and sat down beside Petey, in the same manner as Petey was half laying on me. We must have looked like a mess of puppies sprawling on one another, totally relaxed and content.

Mom came in and brought us the popcorn. She giggled when she saw the way we boys were sitting, leaning, against each other. We thanked her and she went back to the kitchen. I think I heard her say, "So cute." as she walked away.

We watched the movie and shared the popcorn. Petey held the bowl between his legs, as he was the middle man. We finished the popcorn and we had butter and salt all over our hands and mouths. I told Scott to go get us some Quick Wipes. He grumbled but did as I told him. While he was gone, Petey nuzzled closer to me. He looked me into the eyes and said, "God... you're so lucky to have a family like this."

I smiled at him. "You're part of my family too." Petey cooed and snuggled even closer.

Scott came back with the Quick Wipes and a big blanket. I told him, "Thanks Buddy." Me and Petey cleaned the salt and butter off of our hands and mouths. Scott turned the lights off and resumed his position leaning against Petey, then shared the blanket between us all.

I was almost asleep when I felt Petey shift and roll towards me. He put his hand on the inside of my leg near my dick. I snapped back into reality. I looked over and Scott was sound asleep with his chin resting against his chest. Petey started to rub the inside of my leg, getting closer and closer to my dick. I started to get hard instantly. Only twelve hours ago, what was a very meek and shy kid, was now aggressive. I twisted my hips so I was more turned toward him and open my legs wider. I softly moaned. With the blanket covering us and with Scott asleep, I fell back and let Petey play with me.

With my invitation, Petey put his hand on my awaking dick. In no time, the way I was sitting, my dick got too hard for my jeans. I had to release it. I reached under the blanket and opened my jeans' button and zipper. Petey reached inside and played with my swelling dick through my underwear. I wanted to bust my nuts right then and there. His fingers were so soft and warm as they lightly rubbed the length of my cock. He found my balls and lightly squeezed them. That's when I heard my mom walking on the hardwood flooring of the hall. I jumped and shoved Petey's hand from out of my pants, zipped and buttoned up as fast as I could. I whispered to Petey, "Pretend we're asleep."

With Petey playing with my dick, I hadn't noticed the movie was over.

I lay slumped over, with Petey slumped over me, with Scott slumping over Petey. Mom came into the room and turned on the light. "Come on boys... time for bed." Scott woke up and me and Petey pretended to awake from sleep. Scott wanted to argue with Mom, wanting to watch another movie. She wouldn't have any part of it and sent him to bed, sleepy eyed.

"Are you boys going to sleep down here tonight?" she asked.

I told her, "Yeah, there's more room down here. It'll be like camping out."

She laughed and said, "Well, you better get some more camping gear, because I don't think one blanket will be enough for the two of you tonight."

"I'll go get me and Scott's sleeping bags. Then we can really be camping."

Mom laughed again. "Just don't start a forest fire, Smokey. I'm going to bed. Good night boys."

We bid my mom good night as she walked up the steps, leaving me and Petey alone again.

"I'll be right back." I told him. I went to my bedroom and got my sleeping bag out of my closet. Then I quietly went into Scott's bedroom. He was sound asleep. I got his sleeping bag from his closet. I went back down stairs to where Petey was. I threw the two rolled up sleeping bags on the floor. "We can sleep on one and cover with the other." We quickly unrolled the bags. I turned the light off. The only light in the room was coming from down the hall from the kitchen. Mom, Dad and Scott were all upstairs sleeping. The house was quiet. Petey and I stood looking at each other. He wanted my dick as much as I wanted his. We embraced and kissed. Our hands going wild, feeling each other's bodies. We both striped out of our clothes. We hugged again, pushing and grinding our boy cocks against each other.

Petey's body was so soft and smooth like a baby`s ass. His little three inch dick was as hard as my four and a half incher. Petey put his right foot behind my left foot and tripped me, making me fall backwards to the floor. First take down. One point for him. He fell on top of me. I pretended to struggle. Our naked bodies touching. Chest to chest, belly to belly, boy-cock to boy-cock. I pulled a half nelson and flipped Petey onto his back. Reversal, two points for me. We laughed and giggled. I ground my cock against his, humping our teen sex together.

He reached and took hold of my waist, pulling me into him harder, bucking his ass up off of the floor to met my fucking motion. I could have cum right then, but I wanted to make this last. I leaned forward to kiss him. We swapped tongues and spit.

I started kissing and licking my way down his body. Stopping to suck his tiny little tits. Petey moaned as he ran his fingers through my hair. I rubbed my hands all over his tight young body. I licked my way down to his belly button, tonguing the little indentation there. I could smell his raw sex. It was making me drunk with lust. I wanted his hairless little cock in my mouth. I reached to feel his hard prick. Petey moaned more as I played with his boyish body. I felt his little balls in their hairless sack. Petey spread his legs to give me better access to his sex. I let my finger roam to touch his butt hole. He gasped.

"Oh... my God Steve. What are you doing?"

I stopped and looked up at him. "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

"Oh fuck Steve. I love what you're doing to me. Please don't stop!"

I smiled and rubbed my hand up and down his smooth chest and belly. He was starting to breath heaver. I lowered my head and licked his throbbing little, boy cock.

"Oh fuck Steve. Oh fuck!" For a kid that had never had sex before, Petey was getting the grand tour today. I wanted to give him the biggest high of his young life. I licked all around his cock. I licked his balls. I licked the insides of his baby smooth legs. His body, involuntarily jerked and twitched under my control. The end of his little dick was wet. Petey my not have had any pubic hair, but there was nothing wrong with his nuts. I engulfed his prick into my mouth.

"Oh my God, Steve. Oh fuck, yes!"

The crown of his cock head was flared and ridged. The shaft, smooth but solid. The warmth near hot in my mouth as I sucked him completely in. My nose touching his smooth pubic bone. I rolled his nuts around in their smooth sack as I sucked him up and down. Petey started to make little whimpering noises. He reached to hold my head and pull my mouth tighter onto his hard, boy cock. He started to hump my mouth as if he were fucking. He tasted so good. His boyish smell flooding my sinuses. There was the faint smell of ass and perspiration. The smell I loved. I could taste his precum. I continued to suck his dick as I rubbed my hands all over his hot, naked, young body. I could feel his sack tighten and his balls draw up close to the base of his dick.

Oh... fuck Steve. I'm going to cum. Oh God!"

I felt the first stream of his cum hit the back of my throat. I pulled back some and sucked his pulsing cock head. I ran my tongue around his ejaculating teen prick. His warm seed filling my mouth. All the while Petey was grunting. His dick spewing more and more of his semen into my mouth as I continued to work the tip of his prick with my tongue. I had to swallow some of it, or it would start to leak from my mouth. I didn't want to lose a single drop of his sweet boy cum. His dick was twitching and jumping. His body jerking. His hips humping his dick in and out of my mouth. I milked him for all I could.

He finally succumbed to his orgasm. His body relaxed, as if he melted onto the floor. His chest heaving as he gasped for breath. His mouth wide open. "Stop... stop! Steve. It tickles too much."

I let his dick slip from my lips. It sprang back with a slap as it smacked his belly. I watched as his dick continued to twitch with the beat of his heart. Petey lay motionless except for the raise and fall of his chest as he breathed. I just had to laugh. He looked so helpless. But he looked so much at peace. I was pleased with myself to have gave Petey his first blow job, hoping it would not be my last. I giggled as I crawled over him. I laid on top of him. My hard cock touching his. I felt the wetness of the last of his cum, as it had leaked from his dick. I rubbed my boner in the small amount of his cum that was on his belly. It was slick. It felt good to slide my dick between our naked bodies. I started to kiss him as I ground my aching prick between us. My own precum lubricating the friction. I held him tight as I pumped back and forth. I was so hot and ready I couldn't take it much. I felt my nuts draw up.

"Oh fuck Petey. I'm cumming! I whimpered"

"Cum on me dude. Cum. Oh yeah... cum on me."

My sperm blasted out of my dick between our bodies. I kept humping as I shot time after time, making a mess between us. I didn't care about the mess. All I cared about was fucking Petey. It was totally awesome! My ejaculations finally subsided. I felt weak. My weight becoming heavy on Petey. I giggled again as I rolled off of him onto my back panting. My dick and belly sticky with my cum.

I looked at the clock on the wall. It was ten minutes after one. We had been playing for almost three hours. It seemed like only minutes. Petey cuddled up to me and put his arms around me. I was in total bliss. He pulled the extra sleeping bag over us and we drifted off to sleep.