Date: Fri, 19 May 2000 14:21:32 EDT From: William Watts Subject: A Tragic Love - chapter 3 Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: **You're not 18 or over, **If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, **Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. If you have enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at http://www.teenboyauthors.org/thewolf/, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mail responses to the stories, story suggestions or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com. * * * * * * * * A Tragic Love - by BW (Young-Friends). Copyright 2000 by bwstories44 Chapter 3 - First Contact. January 2000 Just before I got on the bus Wednesday, I heard David call from behind. "Hey, Billy. There's no school on Friday because of a teachers' meeting. Why don't you see if you can stay over Thursday night and stay all day Friday?" "I'll ask my mom as soon as she gets home. Can I call you later?" "Sure. You have my number." "Right. Talk to you then." The ride home flew by as my mind thought about the possibility of spending Thursday night and all day Friday with David. I hope my mother will let me and Gramps will cover my chores while I'm gone. Oh, please. Oh, please. Don't let anything go wrong now. Mom seemed to get home later than usual tonight, though I don't think it actually was, and it took me about an hour to convince her that this was really important to me. Grandpa was a lot easier and said the he wouldn't mind covering for me for a couple of days. This is going to be great. I ran to the phone and called David. "Hello." "Hi, David?" "Yeah." "It's me, Billy. Mom said it was O.K. I'll bring my things to school in my backpack tomorrow and then we can head straight to your house after the last bell." "Great. I've got some ideas of things we can do. My dad generally isn't around much during the week. He usually comes home late and goes to work early. When the cook leaves after dinner, we'll be basically on our own. You want to go the football game Friday night before you go home?" "I don't know. I mean, it will be too dark to ride my bike and I don't think my Grandfather can pick me up. I wish mom drove." "Why don't you stay Friday night too? Then you can leave real early Saturday morning and ride back in the daytime." "I'll ask mom but I'm not sure if she'll go for it. Hang on and I'll check, though." I rushed and spoke to my mother and then I raced back to the phone. "David? Mom said it would be fine. Oh, this is going to be great." "Get a good night's sleep and I'll see you tomorrow. I love you." "What?" "You heard me. I love you." "I heard you but aren't you afraid someone else might hear you?" "There's nobody here. Don't be so paranoid. See you tomorrow. Bye." My head was still spinning. David told me he loved me, not once but twice. How could I be so lucky? God, he's so sweet. I can't even imagine what my life would be without him. I couldn't fall asleep, with all the thoughts of David and our two nights and one day together drifting through my mind. I guess it must have taken a couple of hours before I gave in to my total exhaustion. The next thing I remember was my mom calling for me to get up. I jumped out of bed, quickly scrounged up a bunch of clothes, stuffed them into my backpack and headed for the bathroom to clean up. I ate a quick breakfast, gave my mom a big kiss good-bye and grabbed my bike, heading for school. I don't remember any of the trip there but I found myself at the bike rack locking up my bike. "Billy, great. You're early. I hoped you would be. Let me lock my bike up and we'll head somewhere to make our plans." We moved away from everyone, somewhere along the front of the building, and just sat talking. We didn't really make any plans but I sure enjoyed just sitting there talking to David and looking at his gorgeous face. When the first bell rang, we headed toward our homeroom, praying that this day would fly by quickly. Our prayers were answered and we were now heading to his house. I don't remember anything about school that day. All I could do was think of David and being alone with him. When we reached his place, he dragged me upstairs to his bedroom and shut the door behind us. "Let's get on the Internet and see what we can find." "Yeah, O.K. I've never been on the Internet before. We don't have a computer and I haven't had a chance to use any of the school's computers yet." "Come here, you're going to love this." David started to type a whole bunch of things, pushed a whole lot of buttons and played with something he called a mouse. After a little while, the screen was filled with pictures of naked boys. "How the hell did you do that?" "Pretty neat, huh? My dad lets me use his credit card whenever I want so I signed up for a few sites that show nude young boys. This one's from a nudist site." "What's the matter with their cocks?" "Nothing, dude. They're just not circumcised. They're from somewhere in Europe and they don't circumcise boys over there like they do here. What's the matter? Haven't you ever seen an uncircumcised dick before?" "I guess not. So why do they look like that?" "Look. All of our cocks looked like that when we were born. It's just that over here they cut off the foreskin and sew the rest back to the shaft. It has something about cleanliness or religious beliefs, generally. See, here's where they sewed my extra skin back." With that, David unbuttoned his jeans and slid his pants and bikini briefs down and showed me his magnificent cock. Wham. Mine jumped to full attention. "See. Right here. That's where the doctor sewed it." "How do you know all this?" "My dad explained it to me. One of my cousins isn't circumcised and when we were little we took a bath together. We both started asking questions so my dad took us aside and answered all of our questions. Neat, huh?" "Yeah. I guess that there's another reason I miss not having a dad." "Don't sweat it dude. I'll fill you in on all you need to know. Come on. Let's look at yours." "Uh. Nah. I understand now." "You afraid to show me your boner? Didn't think I noticed it, did ya? Come on. I've seen it in the shower before. Pull it out and we'll look yours over." A little embarrassed and very excited, I finally gave in. I dropped my pants and David grabbed my cock, almost ripping it from my body. "Sorry, dude. Didn't mean to be so rough. See. Right here is your scar. Damn you've got a cute little dick." He must have seen the expression on my face when he said 'little' and he tried to correct himself. "I didn't mean little but it is damn cute. Why don't you let me help you calm your little friend there?" "Why do you mean?" "Well, let me jack you off and give your little buddy a work out. Then you can do it for me." "I don't know. I've never done that before." "Hey it feels just like touching your own but the one getting wanked gets a whole lot better feeling than when he does it to himself. You'll love it. Do you trust me?" "Of course I do. Okay, go ahead." David grabbed my hand, pulled me over to his bed and, then, pushed me down on it. He took a bottle out of his nightstand and squirted it into one of his hands. I think it was baby oil. Then he started rubbing his hands together. "What's that for?" "It lets your hand slide up and down easier and makes it feel a lot better than if you do it dry." Saying that, he wrapped his hand around my penis and started to slide it up and down my slender shaft. At the same time, he let his other hand play with my balls. Immediately, it felt like electric shocks were being sent throughout my body. It made me twitch and jerk all over. David kept up his steady rhythm and then I started to feel the tingling down deep in my scrotum. I guess David must have sensed it too because he suddenly started to pump faster. I tried to hold that feeling as long as I could but eventually I couldn't take any more. It was then that the force of twelve years of never feeling anything but my own hand built up and sent my cum flying out of my cock. David must have been shocked by the force of my first spurt, as his eyes nearly popped out of his head. The first wave of my semen shot out of my young muscle and flew over my head, hitting the wall above the bed. "Man! I've never seen anybody shoot that far before. You've got a real cannon there. How did it feel?" I couldn't speak at first. I just laid there enjoying the sensations that had washed over my body. After many seconds, I was still barely able to open my mouth wide enough to say a single word. "Wonderful." Then I fell back on the bed waiting for my body to come down from the biggest high that I've ever felt. David was very patient. He wiped up all of my strands of cum from all the different places where they landed and then he milked my cock and balls, draining all of those lingering drops. When I finally seemed to be coherent again, David started asking me more questions. "Did you like it? Are you ready to do me? Have you ever felt anything better?" "Slow down dude. I may have a cannon but your mouth is shooting like a machine gun. Yes, I loved it. Yes, I'm ready to do you and no, I've never felt anything better." Now, David positioned himself on the bed and I repeated on him exactly what he had done to me. I had never felt another boy's penis before and I was surprised at how soft, yet so hard, it really felt. I was completely engrossed with the sensation of rubbing my hand up and down his stiff pole and I couldn't believe how much I actually enjoyed doing this for him. When I could force myself to think of other things, I looked at David's face to see how he was enjoying this. His eyes were closed, his mouth was open and he was breathing in quick, shallow breaths. His head was gently swaying from side to side and I could tell that he was caught up in the pleasure he was receiving from my manipulations. Suddenly his body tensed, his penis grew harder in my hand and his jism spurted from his dickhead, coating his chest and stomach. After he finished shooting his load, not nearly as forcefully as I had, I cleaned him up, milked him dry and then curled up against him on the bed. We laid there together, just enjoying each other's warmth and happiness, until we heard the cook call over the intercom that dinner was ready. We dressed and went down to eat but I don't think either one of us tasted a thing or took our eyes off each other during that whole time. Eventually, the cook came in and asked David if he needed anything else and, when he said no, she bid him goodnight. I wasn't really sure that either one of us registered that we were now totally alone until David looked at me, flashed one of his devilish grins in my direction, and said, "Come on. Let's go skinny dipping." I didn't even question the appropriateness of his suggestion and I ran outside with him and headed toward the pool. We tore off all of our clothes, dove in the deep end and slowly started swimming around the pool. "David?" I asked timidly, trying to get his attention. "It's been great so far. I never thought I could enjoy just being around someone as much as I do when I'm with you. I love you David and I want you to promise me that we'll always be together." "You got it, Billy. You know, I've got to tell you that I've messed around with a few other guys where I used to live but I've never wanted to be with them all the time like I do with you. I mean, well, even if we hadn't done anything earlier, I would still feel the same. I love you too, Billy, and I never want to be anywhere without you." I swam over to David, pressed my lips against his and push my tongue into his mouth. He willingly did the same. Our tongues sparred with each other for a while before they finally settled down to let our lips enjoy the sweet contact between two young souls. David suggested that we sleep in the tree house that night so we ran inside, gathered the few things we thought we might need and climbed up the rope ladder to our little hideaway. David did leave a note for his dad before we left the house, just to let him know where we were. "David?" You know I still haven't met your dad." "I know. He isn't around much during the week and all. He's so busy with his job but he always spends the weekends with me. Maybe you'll see him Saturday morning before you leave. He's usually up really early so he has more time to do things." "Good. I'm sure he's as nice as you." We pulled two of the cots together, making sure they were side by side so we could cuddle and touch each other all night long, and then we said goodnight. We kissed and stroked each other for a long time, nothing overtly sexual, until we fell asleep. The last thing I remember saying to David before I dosed off was, "Good night, my prince. I can't wait until tomorrow." * * * * * * * * If you have enjoyed reading this story, you will find other stories by me at http://www.teenboyauthors.org/thewolf/, in the 'Other Stories' section. E-mails may be sent to: bwstories44@hotmail.com.