Date: Thu, 28 Sep 2023 07:59:06 +0000 From: Billie353535 Vegita Subject: Billie Babysits Alex (Young-friends)(part 3) Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a variety of consensual activities. This story may not be copied or posted to any other websites without explicit permission from the author. If any of this content is offensive to you or illegal to access in your geography, please do not proceed. **************************************************************** ** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com ** **************************************************************** I'll always remember the first time Alex and me met. I would have been about ten at the time and him 8. We met at the local swimming pools, or rather our moms did, talking with one another and then bringing us together through them. I can still remember that first time, and I remember I was with our moms when he first came over. I had never looked at girls or boys as anything other than just friends, but that day, when Alex got out of the pool, and I saw the chlorine water pouring off his body, something clicked. There was something about those little droplets clinging to his bare chest, how his matted hair dripped onto his face, and how his togs clung to his skin made me look at him differently. It wasn't a crush at first sight, but I knew I wanted to see more of him. I wasn't old enough for girls or sex back then, but I knew straight away there was something extra there. "Hey," I said as he came up to me. "Hey. Our first words to one another. Typical. I was shy when we first met, and I think he was, too. We knew of each other from school, but being different ages, we had different circles of friends. Two years was a lot back in elementary school; even a single-year difference made kids look leagues apart. He looked so much younger than me, and I am sure I looked way older in his eyes. I didn't realise it then, but even though we had barely spoken a word to one another, our connection had started to entwine. On that first day, as we got changed from our swimming togs back into our regular clothes, Alex was as guarded as I was. So many boys, when they change, let everything "hang out", where Alex was like me, taking every precaution to hide his stuff from me, covering himself with his towel the entire time. -- "Hey, Bille, " Alex said as he entered my front door. "Hey, Alex." He was at my house this weekend. Once again, it felt like it had been forever since I had last seen him, my heart doing somersaults the second he was inside. How was I so lucky to have him? It was like he was my little plaything, willing to do anything my teen hormones desired. Did he appreciate how much I adored him just for being that way? "I've been thinking about you at school," Alex confessed. "Really?" "Yeah. I was thinking about your cock again." "Cool." We stood awkwardly for a moment, looking at one another. We knew what we wanted to do, but it was risky with my dad somewhere in the house. I approached Alex closer, seemingly to hug him, but instead of an embrace, I slid the flats of my hands down the back of his tight-waisted jeans, my finger probing where I guessed his young pucker was. His crack was a little moist and slippery from his walk over, but all the better. No words were exchanged, only a fluttered blink as I slid down his valley further, finding my finger touching his most secret forbidden place as we locked gazes. I had found his little hole, the tight knot of skin marking X is the spot. "Ooo" Alex moaned as I rubbed it, his feet rising to his tiptoes. "Yeah, " I said, pushing a little more. "I wanna fuck you so bad." "Then do it. I dare you." Alex grimaced as I answered, his stubborn hole surrendering itself to me. I added some more pressure, my finger sinking inside to the first knuckle, just as my father called out. "BILLE! HAVE YOU SEEN MY CENTER PUNCH?" I rolled my eyes at Alex, and he read my meaning, replying with a chuckle. I removed my hands from Alex's sticky places, answering the beckoning call of my dad. "What is it, dad?" I asked frustratedly, finding him hunkered down in the garage at the opposite end of the house. Dad was a master with his hands and with metal. He was almost always bent over his bench in the garage, toiling on some latest project. He worked with the stuff day in and day out, and even in his spare time, he was making something to his will. "What was that?" He asked, "Oh, the punch, never mind, I found it." I wouldn't call him a manly man, but he was a staunch traditionalist. Like my mom, as far as he was concerned, "gayness" was disgusting, and should he ever find out about me and Alex, I'd almost certainly be disowned. "Hey, um, dad? Is it okay if Alex stays the night?" Dad let out a heavy sigh and put down his tools, facing me. He looked back at me, almost disapointedly. My dad and I were so different in how we thought about things. He was traditional, whereas I was quite the opposite. We fought a lot. Argued a lot. Each year, the division between us only seemed to grow wider. "Really, Billie? He's just a kid. You should have grown up out of this sleepover business by now." "But he's my friend!" "He's twelve. You should be hanging out with girls on the weekends, not elementary schoolers." "He's in middle school!" "Still, the point is the same. You should have girls swooning over you by your age, and you should be chasing after them!" "Well, maybe you shouldn't have sent me to an all-boys school then!" Dad let out another sigh. That was always my trump card. I had honestly wanted to go to a mixed high school, but the all-boys high school was much closer. In a way, having all that extra male eye candy worked out better for me in the end, but I could never let my parents know that. "All right then, he can stay." Dad relented. "Just...talk to your mother about joining some clubs or something, okay?" -- I rushed back to Alex, finding him now in my room, sitting on my bed. "He said yes?" Alex asked, beaming. "He did!" "Awesome!" "We can't really risk the buttstuff while he is here, though. He might hear." "Yeah..." "What are you doing on my bed?" "Waiting..." Alex grinned. I closed the door behind me. Alex's smile widened, and he shifted to one side of the bed, laying down and making room for me. I approached, my heart pounding, sliding in alongside. "What were you waiting for?" I asked. "You," Alex whispered, his voice sending shivers down my spine. As I joined him on the bed, our closeness immediately ignited the tension between us again. We knew the risks of messing around with one another. We knew what others would think if our friends or family found out, but at that moment, we didn't care. "Where did you wanna start?" I asked, trying to read him as our heads shared the limited space on the pillow. "I dunno. Where did you wanna start?" I don't know who made the first step. All I know is one moment, we were staring at one another, and in the next, our lips touched together. At that moment, we had crossed a boundary usually reserved for our moms or a future girlfriend. Here we were, two boys, in the act of our first innocent kiss. Pulling back, I tried to read his face again, his eyes blinking back at me, looking as surprised as I was. He knew as well as I did; no one could ever know what we had just done. "Bille," Alex began, his face filled with mixed emotions. "We just kissed.." "Yeah. Yeah, we did." Our gazes locked. We were just two kids trying to make sense of it all. His eyes lingered on mine, and then he puckered his lips for more. Tasting him had been electric. I couldn't resist the pull of our feelings any longer. I wanted more, too. I leaned in again, our lips meeting in a soft, longing kiss. It was slow and gentle, our hands finding their way to each other's bodies. We both were navigating uncharted territory, a thrilling, forbidden sensation coursing between us. His sweet breath mingled with mine as we made out on my bed, his hands on my clothes, my hands inside his, touching his warm baby soft skin. We had to keep our desire for one another hidden secret from the world, but in the safety of my room, we were free to explore. "I want you naked," I said in a brief moment of pause, wanting his clothes off. "Take them off. All of them." Alex quickly obeyed, removing everything and tossing it to the floor beside us. With his naked body beside me, save for the skin clinging to his bones, we snuggled back together, his warm body pressing against mine. We kissed even deeper, our mouths hungrily connecting. His hands clawed at my clothes while I touched every morsel of him, my hands exploring his bare flesh. "Can I suck your cock again, Bille? "Alex begged as he pawed at the ridge formed in my jean-covered crotch. "Please?" "No," I replied, his face falling away with disappointment. I renewed my efforts, running my hands down his smooth, warm back, the sensation of his warm skin under my fingertips sending sparks of pleasure through me. Down and down I went, letting them glide until I was cupping his cheeks, Alex moaning into my mouth as I clutched his buns hard. "You don't get to suck my cock today, Alex. " I stated, moving my hands back to his front. I gripped his rock-hard erection before leaning forward and whispering, "Today, it's your turn." Alex bit his lip at this, then watched me slither down until I was face to face with his young cock. His hard twitching cock filled my vision, my sinuses sensing the smell of off-milk and buttered toast lingering around his crotch. Tiny lines snaked up his mini shaft, his pale ballsack skin looking salty and delicious. "You don't have to do....awwww, mmmm." Alex hummed as I took in one of his balls. I guessed his firm little nugget was the size of an acorn as I gently washed it between my tongue and cheek. Alex's hands found the back of my head as I carefully licked and massaged the small orb, his legs spreading almost horizontally in an attempt to give me access. "Feel good?" I asked, coming up for air. "Yeah...you...ooohmm..." He moaned again as I took his other ball in my mouth, bathing the two together. Alex panted above me, his young chest arching upward, his high-pitched gasps all the encouragement I needed. "I wish I could cum like youuuuu," Alex gasped as I let go of his balls and nibbled and teased the tight skin around his boner. "Nah, your dry cums are cute. I love when your cock trembles like that. It's hot as fuck." Grabbing his waist, I rolled onto my back, bringing Alex over with me. His hips and cock became all I could see as his thighs straddled my head, his tiny pee slit looking like it was smiling in anticipation of getting its first suck. "Oh gosh, Bille!" Alex exclaimed as I sucked in his cock. "Suck meeeee." His buzzing cock danced and pulsed on my tongue, his hardness filling my mouth. Alex writhed as I sucked, groaning above me, my nose bumping into his hot, sweaty skin. I held onto his bum cheeks as tight as I could as he bucked wildly against me. He fucked frantically at my mouth, his horny twelve-year-old cock desperately needing satisfaction. "Oooo...this feels so goood.." Alex cooed above me. Alex's prepubescent balls bumped against my face. He might not have been able to cum yet, but he was just as horny for this as me. I held onto his ass as he continued to fuck. In and out, he thrust, the glans of his cock head finding pleasure in my suction, rubbing itself along the ribbed ridges along the room of my mouth. "It's coming...ahh" Alex announced. "Mmmm, " I hummed around him. His charged cock pulsed in my mouth. As he came, he held my head as tight against him as he could, his penis vibrating between my lips. Although he couldn't make cum, I could still feel his little stem pumping away inside his prick, trying in vain to deliver a load he could not yet produce. -- An hour later, Alex, me, and my parents were all sitting at the dining room table having dinner. It was a common thing to do in those days, and with my mum and dad there, clueless as to what Alex and I had just been up to not long before, it was beyond awkward. "I just think he should be seeing girls at his age, " My dad sighed, talking to my mom. "I had lost my virginity by his age." "Oh, honey, some boys just take a little longer to warm up to the ladies," Mum said, smiling at me. "I'm sure he is just waiting to find the right one. I transferred the smile to Alex, who returned it to me. I had already found the right one. They just didn't know it was a boy. **************************************************************** ** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com ** ****************************************************************