Date: Fri, 14 Mar 2003 09:57:34 +0000
From: David Lundquist <davidi50@hotmail.com>
Subject: Boy Chat chaper two

Boy Chat. Chapter two.
By David Lundquist

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This story is about boys dreaming about and having sex.  If this offends
you, don't read this.
If you are underage, just don't get caught, because I'm not responsible if
you do. This story is fantasy, but most of it has happened me on one way or
another. If you like it, I would be happy if you could send comments to
davidi50@hotmail.com.

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The same time the next day I sat ready at the computer. The waiting time had
been difficult, the thoughts of David made me very horny and uneasy. I was
hard most of the time in school, and had to go to the bathroom to ease the
pressure.

I signed on to the chat site as soon as I came home from school. No David 13
there! I felt devastated. I got a few requests for private chat, but I
declined, hoping that David would show up after all. And at last, after I
had waited 10 minutes and was on the brink to give up, he signed on. I felt
a warm tingle in my crotch when I double-clicked his nick to open the
private chat window. Before I could write anything, his words came up in the
window:

"Hi Peter. How u doing?"
"Fine, u?"
"Hot!"
"Yeah? " I asked. "Where?"
"Between my legs. LOL!"
"Yeah, me too!" I had already opened my trousers and was caressing my hard
dick through the thin cotton of the briefs.
"U have a picture?" he asked.
"Yes." I answered after some hesitation.
"Can I see I?" he asked.
"But how can I know that you're really 13 and not an old pervert?" I asked.
"I can prove it." He said. "Do you have netcam?"
"No." I lied.
"To bad." He said, "But do you have NetMeeting?"
"Wait a sec." I wrote back. Then after waiting a few seconds, I answered
yes.
"Ok, open it and write in my IP number in the address field."
"Ok, but I must have your IP address."
"Of course, write this: 11.0.0.6."

I wrote in his address and clicked on the phone icon. After a few minutes
the screen in the NetMeeting window suddenly went from black to showing a
boy, from the breast down to the legs.
"Wow" I stuttered. "Is that you?"
"Yepp." He answered. "Look, I will pat my stomach a bit." And I saw his hand
coming in the picture. He stroked his stomach a bit and then patted his
crotch.
"Can I see your face?" I asked.
"No, not yet, I still do not know what you really are, as long as you will
not send me a picture!"
"OK, I'll send you one now."
"Cool!"

I opened my file explorer, and looked through the pictures of me till I
found one I wanted to send. It was taken last summer at the beach, I had on
a small speedo that showed off my butt very well, and my face was hidden in
the shadows from my cap. I clicked on the Send File  button, and browsed for
the right picture, and sent it.

"Mmm, nice!" he wrote after half a minute. "You're good looking!"
"Thanks."
"Do you have a picture where I can.... ah..... see.... see more of you?" He
wrote.
"Maybe." I answered.
"Please! I can show you more of me if you want to." I could see how he had
started fondling his crotch.
"You will do as I say?" I asked him.
"What u want me to do?" he asked me.
"Can I ask for, u know, everything?"
"Sure, as long as it's fun!" he answered.
"Can you open you trousers and take them off?" I asked him.
"Sure." He wrote back.

While I watched he undid his belt and button in front, pulled the zipper
down, and lifted his back from the chair while he pushed his pants down on
his legs. He had on a pair of light blue boxers.

"What now?" he wrote.
"Take off your t-shirt."
He did, and sat down again, clad only in his boxers. I imagined I could see
a small tent in the front.

"More?" he asked.
"Take off your boxers." I wrote back. While he lifted his behind from his
chair and pushed his boxers down, I pushed my own trousers and brief down on
my legs at the same time. My dick was straining up against my stomach. He
leaned back in his chair, and wonder over all wonders, up from his crotch a
hard boydick stood proud and hard over a tight ball sack.

"Wow!" was all I could say.
"Like it?" he wrote and then he took hold of his dick and zoomed in on it. I
had not seen many cut dicks before, and certainly not a hard one, and I
looked fascinated on the very nice piece of human reproducing equipment on
my screen. The head was red and shiny, and it looked very exiting to me.

"Cool!" I wrote back.
"Now, send me a picture as you promised."
"Ok, just a sec." I wrote before opening the send window again. After a
little searching I found a picture that I could send. I sat naked in my
chair, my dick was soft, but very clear in the picture. I sent the picture
while watching David slowly caressing his hard dick. I was very hard myself
now, and had started to pull the foreskin up and down over the swollen head.

"Great!" he wrote back. "I like your dick, and you have a very cute face,
you know!"
"Can you show me how you jo a cut dick?" I asked him.
"Sure. Watch this."

I could see on of his hands coming in the picture, holding a small bottle
from which he poured something on his dick. It became shiny and oily
looking.

"What's that?" I asked.
"Baby oil. It makes it easier when u're cut."

He took hold of his stiff dick with his fist, and then started to slide it
up and down. I leaned back and started jacking off in earnest. The heat was
building up in my body. David's hand was going faster too, and we both
stopped typing and concentrated on our dicks and the good feelings. It did
not take long for me, with my eyes glued to the small picture of the other
boy masturbating for me, a shattering orgasm tore through me. Just a few
seconds later I could see how David slowed his hand, and suddenly a few gray
drops popped out of his dick up to his stomach. Wow, this was hot! I saw his
hands picked up a towel, and dried up his dick and stomach, before he
started writing again.

"Gee, it's soooo gooood!"
"Yea, for me too." I answered.
"Do you jack off often?" He asked.
"Yeah, every day. U?"
"Sure, as often I can!" He answered.
"Have u been caught?" I wanted to know.
"Yes, once, by my dad."
"Wow! Was he mad?"
"Not at all. He's soo cool. He said that he was hoping that I did it."
"Cool!" I wish my dad was like that."
"My dad said that his mom caught him at it when he was a teenager,  he was
looking at some porn movie late one night when his mom came in the living
room. And was sitting there beating off with his trousers on his legs."
"Cool of him to tell you!" I was really envying him.
"Was she mad at him?" I asked.
"No. but she told him to do it private next time.
"Cool!"
He had started to caress his dick again, and before my eyes his dick
straightened out and got hard again.

"Shall we do it again?" he asked.
"Yeah, lets do it!" My soft dick was hard again in a second.

So sitting there in my chair I watched David masturbating himself to another
hard cum. I came about 30 second before him, and watched the last seconds of
his fun that ended in a dry cum.

"Wow, it's cool to do it with you." He wrote. "Can you get a cam so I can
watch u too?"
"Yeah, I know one I can borrow." I wrote back. "I'll try to fix it
tomorrow."
"Ok then, same time two days from now?" he asked, taking hold of his soft
dick and holding it up to the cam. It was wet and glistening.
"Sure, CU!"
"CU."

I signed off. My dick was hard again, and I started a soft long jo. This was
great!


To be continued