From: c0sm0s@aol.com (C0SM0S) Newsgroups: alt.sex.motss Subject: <0 0> The 4th of July Date: 29 Sep 1994 20:03:02 -0400 The 4th of July by The Medic It was summer in Florida and Mat had just turned 14. It was fourth of July weekend and his parents had to go out of town for some business and they had asked him if he minded staying at home by himself. He had no problem with it, in fact, it sounded a little like they felt he was growing up. At the last minute, however, his mother felt bad about him spending the entire week-end alone and asked John, their next door neighbor's son, if he would stay with Matt while they were gone. She didn't use the word "babysit" and Mat was glad. He was too old for that, he thought to himself. It was more like having a friend over. John agreed, telling them that he would be gone for most of the day, working at the local supermarket as a bag boy. They all agreed and soon Mathews parents were off for their trip. School took up most of the day and Matthew stayed over for soccer practice. He got home late, about 6 P.M. John wasn't home yet, so he fixed himself some dinner and settled in to watch some TV. Around 9 P.M., the back door rattled and in walked John. It wasn't until then that Matthew noticed the feeling he was getting at just looking at this handsome friend. The feeling was definitely different and new for Matthew. He couldn't remember how many times he had seen John mowing his lawn or swimming in his pool. His house was directly across the street from Mats and they spoke often. Of course, Matthew remembered the first time John came over to babysit for him. Matthew was 10 and John was 13. He was kind to Mat, although nothing happened that would give Matthew the feelings he was having now. His mind drifted back to the current and we welcomed John home. "How was work?" he asked. "Too hard," he said, exhausted. "I'm going to skip dinner and grab a shower and head straight to bed." With that, John wandered off to the guest room. Matthew sat in the recliner and started to think about John again. Although nothing had ever happened between them before, now he was getting some pretty erotic thoughts about this beautiful brown haired boy. His peter started to get hard just thinking about him. He heard the shower running and decided to go take a peak. As he rounded the corner of the hallway, he noticed that the door to the bathroom was open and peaked in. The bathroom was steamy, but through the haze and behind the opaque shower doors, Mat could see the silhouette of this gorgeous boy in the shower. John was about 5', 10", and weighed about 120 lbs. He was a swimmer on the high school team and his hairless body showed it. He had short brown hair and a wonderful ass. John stood in the shower, soaping up his body, not paying particular attention to any part of it. Matt could see his beautiful butt but John never turned around so that he could see his peter. He was very curious and wanted to see what a grown up boy's peter looked like. His own dick was as hard as could be. Mat stood at the door for several minutes, marveling at John's naked body. He then realized that he was playing with himself, his hands down inside his shorts. He left the bathroom and returned to the family room. Soon, he heard the shower turn off. About 20 minutes later, Matt decided to go to sleep as it was late. As Matthew entered his room, he noticed that the lights were out at the end of the hall and John's door was closed, signifying that John was probably asleep. He closed his door and got undressed for bed. He slipped his shorts off and slid into bed in only his underwear. As he lay there in bed, thinking about what he had watched, that was when he heard it. It was just a tiny sound, not really enough to think about, and yet, in this large empty house, it caught Mat's attention. He sat up and heard it again. It sounded like something squeaking. He got up and went to his door. There it was again. Mat went out into the hallway. His house had no night lights and it was usually pitch black dark at night. Down the hallway, he saw the glow of a small light. He tip towed down to investigate. As he reached the door of the bedroom John was in, he realized that although it looked closed, it was not closed completely, allowing a small crack in which to look. Mat, in anticipation, peaked through and what he saw absolutely froze him in his tracks. Inside, John lay on top of his bed, his underwear down around his ankles, hard peter in his left hand, jacking it off! His dick was as hard as could be and he was moaning like crazy. About every 5th of 6th stroke, his bed squeaked. Matt noticed John's peter and was amazed by it. It looked so big...and beautiful. His own peter got hard in his underwear and he once again started to play with himself. Soon, he watched as John started to breath heavy and lift his butt up into the air. Then, his dick started to squirt out it's white cum all over his stomach and chest. Matthew had heard of "cuming" before, but had never done it himself. He was amazed at what he had seen. John soon relaxed on the bed, his breathing returning to normal. Matthew, afraid that he would be caught at John's door, quickly returned to his room, sliding into his bed. His dick was as hard as a rock and he started to play with himself again. After a few minutes, Matthew suddenly heard a sound in his room. He opened his eyes and realized that John was now standing next to him in only his underpants. His peter still looked very big and very hard. John said nothing. He kneeled by Matthew bed and reached under the sheets, grabbing Mat's peter through the cotton and starting to jack him off. Matthew had never felt anything so good. John then slipped the covers off of Mat and pulled his underwear down to his balls. He leaned over and sucked Mathews little peter into his mouth. Matthew yelled in joy. Mat looked up as John continued to give him head. He watched as the boy's underwear-clad body hoovered over him while sucking his peter. This was the best feeling he had ever had. John continued to give Mat head for about 10 minutes until Matthew felt something else strange. John was working one of his fingers into Matt's butt. He didn't know why, but it felt wonderful and he immediately felt his cum start to boil and squirt out of his peter. It was, without a doubt, a first for Matthew and the most wonderful feeling he had ever felt. As he came down from his orgasm, John pulled Mathew's underwear back up and patted him on the leg. He walked away and went back into his bedroom. Matthew knew that this would not be the last time that he or John ever got together. But, that's another story.