Date: Tue, 13 Oct 2020 21:48:26 -0400
From: acgib1943@protonmail.com
Subject: Change of Plans

Change of Plans

	"Tell you what guys," I said looking at my four buddies. We were
all Sophomores. "See that kid all alone over there. The small one with the
long blond hair"
	"Yeah," they all nodded.
	"Want to have some fun?"
	"Like what kind of fun," Jimmy asked?
	"Well, let me become his friend. Then I'll invite him to my
house. I'll pretend to be gay and take him to my room. I'll get him naked
and have him give me a blow job. Just when he's really into it, you four
come in, video him, and make fun of him. That way he will have to blow all
of you and with the video we can use him sexually all year."
	"Sounds like a good idea," said Sam. "When do we start?"
	"How about this lunch?" I looked around at my four
coconspirators. Their eager faces nodding.
	"Do it, McKenzie."
	I grabbed my tray and walked towards the kid's table. When I was in
front, I stared around the cafeteria as if lost. Then I looked at him. I
was startled by his boyish beauty. His long blond hair was styled perfectly
styled. His face was tanned but I could see the freckles on the bridge of
his nose. His mouth was perfect for kissing. I was so lost. He did not know
it yet but he would be mine in every way.
	"Is this seat taken," I asked indicating the seat across from him.
	His voice was so young sounding and shy as he said in almost a
whisper. "No."
	"May I sit here?"
	"Sure." It sounded as if he were asking me permission.
	I sat. "I'm McKenzie," holding out my hand.
	He took it. His palm was warm and soft. "I'm Denny"
	"I haven't seen you before. Did you just transfer here?"
	"Not exactly. I'm a Freshman. My mom wanted me to start public
school. She home schooled me but now needs to work full time, sometimes
even overtime. After my dad died, she needed to work. It's just the two of
us."
	"Gosh, that sucks, Denny. So, you don't have any friends here?"
	"No," he answered lowering his face. His lashes were almost too
long for a boy's.
	"I'm a Sophomore. Maybe I can help you, show you around, Be your
friend. That is, if you want to be friends."
	"I'd like that." He raised his eyes to meet mine. "I've never had a
friend, before. Yeah, I'd like it a lot if we were friends."
	This was going to be too easy.
	"What are you doing this weekend?"
	"Nothing. Mom has to work. I'm home alone."
	"Check with your mom. See if you can come over after school Friday
and spend the weekend."
	"I will. That would be so cool. Thanks, McKenzie."
	"Give me your phone," I said.
	He did and I put in my number. Then I called myself and put his
number in my contacts.
	"There. Now we have a connection."
	His face lit up like I had just given him a thousand dollars.
	"Let's dump these trays and head outside," I said.
	As we walked past my friends, I gave them the thumbs up.
	I texted Denny each night and we ate lunch each day. Thursday, he
told me his mom said he could stay with me. Friday after school we walked
to my house. My four friends were so pumped. So was I. Denny was ours. I
just needed to prepare him, to break him.
	When we arrived, I showed him to my room.
	"Put your backpack on the bed."
	"Where am I sleeping?"
	"You can sleep with me, if that's okay>"
	He blushed deeply. I'd like that. I've never slept with another
boy. Thanks McKenzie."
	He looked like an abused puppy that had found a rescue home. I felt
my heart moving to his. Could I go through with the plan? I was having
second thoughts.
	"Hey, let's take a shower before we have a snack. Then we can play
X-box."
	In a small, shy voice he said, "Okay. You first."
	"I have a big shower. It's my own. No one comes up here. We can
share."
	I don't think I had ever seen anyone turn so red.
	"Okay," he said almost with a whisper. "I never have seen another
boy nude. I trust you McKenzie. I know you won't hurt me."
	When he finished, he pulled his shirt over his head. He had a body
wo slender and smooth covered with a summer tan. His nipples stood out like
fruit ready for harvesting. I was so screwed.
	"McKenzie?"
	"Yeah?"
	"You won't make fun of me?"
	"Why would I do that?"
	"I'm thirteen."
	"So, I'm fourteen."
	"Well, I Don't have much, you know, down there."
	As he pulled down his boxers, I saw what he meant. He looked like a
kid still in elementary school. I swallowed. I was definitely screwed.
	"Hey, we all develop at different rates. I just got hair six months
ago. My junk started to grow a bit before that. You are fine. I like you
just as you are." My gaze examining his body. I checked the water.
	"Get in." I put my arm on his back and guided him in. We stood
under the large spray. "Can I wash you?"
	He blushed again. "Only if I can wash you?"
	I began to wash him. By the time I had cleaned his butt crack and
washed his junk, I was harder than I had ever been.
	Denny giggled at my boner and draped the washrag on it.
	"That makes a good cloth holder," he said staring at my dick which
bent towards my stomach. "I hope I have one as nice as yours when mine
grows." He washed me then we dried each other off.
	"I forgot to tell you. My parents are away until Monday so it's
just us two. How about we stay naked all weekend?"
	"Can we? That would be so cool. Thank you. You are a good friend."
He pulled me into a naked hug, my boner poking him just below his navel. He
squeezed me harder. I felt like I was ready to cum. He pulled back, tears
in his eyes. I was definitely screwed.
	"I love you McKenzie," he sniffled. "I love you so much. You don't
know how much I needed a friend. Now I have you. Even if you don't feel the
same, I love you. I need you."
	I held him, running my hand through his hair. "Yep screwed." I had
feelings for Denny, too. My friends were not going to be part of
this. Denny could not know how I planned to abuse him. I felt tears as I
though of what we had planned to do to this innocent, beautiful boy. Screw
my friends.
	I guided Denny to my bed and gently lay him on top. I lay next to
him raised on one elbow. I looked into his eyes, so beautiful, so
trusting. I placed my left hand on his stomach tracing his belly button
with my thumb. We looked into each other's eyes. I saw love in his. Would
he still love me when I told him what my friends and I had planned?
	"I have something to tell you."
	He waited.
	I swallowed. "I have grown to love you this past week, and
especially after what we just did" I brushed a damp curl off his forehead
and kissed him there.
	"I have to tell you now before we go any farther. If you found out
later, you would hate me. I want our relationship to be truthful and
trusting. If after I tell you and you want to leave me, I'll understand."
	In a soft voice, he said, "Tell me."
	So I did. I told him the whole dirty story of what we had planned,
of how we were going to humiliate him, blackmail him, and make him our sex
slave. When I finished, I was bawling and gasping for breath.
	"Please forgive me," I sobbed.
	I did not expect what he did next. Both of his arms grabbed my
waist and he rolled on top of me. He began kissing me all over, paying deep
attention to my mouth, running his tongue along my teeth. One hand cupped
my boner and he began to stroke, never stopping his kisses. In moments I
went super hard.
	"Denny," I moaned. "So close."
	He never stopped. His speed increased. I stiffened and came all
over our torsos. He moved to my belly and licked me clean. I flipped him
and cleaned him.
	As I neared his cock, I looked up. "Can I?"
	He nodded.
	I took him into my mouth and never stopped until his body thrashed
below me and he let out a howl. He did not sperm. After he calmed and we
both were wrapped together, he kissed me.
	Looking at me he smirked, "Text your buds. Tell them that the plans
have changed. Tell them you have a boyfriend and you do not share."