Date: Mon, 25 Oct 2021 04:07:50 +0000 From: Underjug Subject: DMing = Chapter 2 DMing Boys by TheRealCOG & Underjug ********** IF YOU ENJOY THIS STORY, SUPPORT NIFTY! HELP THE SITE TO REACH THEIR GOAL THIS MONTH! Support Nifty in any way you can so we don't lose this wonderful, free archive. Visit: http://donate.nifty.org/ Thanks to all who email with nice things to say. We also post our stories at the AlltheFallen and 3DBoys sites. ********** Chapter 2 With the two of them alone in his bedroom, Cal was even shier. He really had no clue how to make everything stop being so awkward. He heard Grayson joke, "Looks like you already used that naked cheat code." That got Cal giggling. The pair were laughing and the awkwardness was... well, it wasn't completely gone but it definitely wasn't as bad. Grayson had memorized every luscious ounce of the boy in those precious few seconds before the covers got in the way. Beautiful, just stunning, and with such a sexy deep tan line! The teen made himself calm down. He didn't want to freak the kid out. But god, he wanted to yank those blankets off. "Sorry for barging in. There was this girl who would not stop bugging me. If only you could quick cancel conversations in life like you can in games, huh?" Cal snickered again. "Uh-huh." "So, is your sister always a shrew to you or is this just because it's her birthday?" Cal's eyes widened. Nobody called his sister that kind of word, since she was so fire, according to all the high school dudes he'd overheard at the party. It was like this Grayson dude could see through the phoniness and call things as they were. "Uh, yeah, she's totally gotten worse." Noticing the teenager's glances around the room, Cal had a need to impress. "Those're my swimming trophies. I'm second-fastest on my team. Do you like T-M-N-T?" Grayson grinned. "Do I like Ninja Turtles? I'm all about Donatello. He's definitely the coolest." Cal's eyes brightened. "Wow, really? Oh my god! I think so too!" Grayson was surprised to see Cal bound out of bed and race over to one of the shelves, offering up a pleasant view of his behind. The excited sixth grader had forgotten for a moment about being naked, which was both sexy and adorable. "I got this limited-edition version of Donatello! With the wooden bo staff, not the plastic one!" Grayson watched Cal turn around to show off his prize before a comical look came over the kid's face with the realization he was showing off more than the action figure. "Er..." "Damn, really?" interjected Grayson. "I tried to get one of those figures, but they were sold out before they even hit the shelves. Way to go, dude." He was trying to pretend his heart wasn't racing and his cock hadn't just started straining to break the buttons on his jeans. Cal forgot himself again and raised the action figure to Grayson. "You can hold him if you wanna." The 11-year-old was pleased to see the 16-year-old accept the toy with a smile. "Wow, thanks, he's heavier than I thought he'd be." "I know! My favorite usta be Michelangelo 'cause he's into pizza like me." "And he's good with nunchakus, very cool weapon." "That's 'sactly what I was gonna say! But now that I'm older I think it's more impressive that Donatello can be deadlier with just a bo staff." The high-schooler's own "bo staff" was eager to see how it would be gripped. But for now the most important concern was that the younger guy felt relaxed about being naked. Because that cute little boner and that little treasure sack were positively lickable. Grayson neither hid the fact he was stealing glances at Cal nor did he gape. He continued to look over the figure - it was an amazing find in topnotch condition - while maintaining a light mood with friendly smiles. The gamer geek explained, "Last Halloween, the boys in my group all went as the Turtles. It was so much fun. I dressed up as Shredder." "You did NOT!" marveled Cal. "That sounds way amazing!" There was a knock at the door! "Oh, shoot!" Cal dove under the covers and suddenly Grayson was crawling in with him. Without thinking, the youth helped the teenager hide in the bed. A voice on the other side of the door called out, "Cal, you in there?!" Cal relaxed a little and whispered, "Don't worry, it's Lane." "I know," Grayson whispered back. The boy shouted, "Don't come in, I'm... I'm reading!" "Dude, your sister just asked me to check that you're here!" Grayson whispered, "Insult him and he'll go away. Trust me." "Uh..." Cal had to think. "What're you, like, her... uh..." Grayson whispered, "Whipping boy." "...her whipping boy?!" shouted Cal. He froze, unsure if his sister's boyfriend would get mad and barge into the room. But the voice on the other side chuckled, "Nice one, you stupid dweeb! Just stay outta sight, ok?!" Grayson whispered, "Make a whipping sound." Cal smiled. "Wh-CHOO! Wh-CHOO!" "All right, har-fucking-har, I'll see ya later!" said Lane's voice. Then the only sound was the party music. Cal breathed a sigh of relief. "He's gone, you can come out." "He might return," Grayson said. The boy giggled. "You gonna hide in there all day?" "If he finds out I'm in your room, he'll guilt me into going back to the party," insisted the teen, "and I'd rather stay here with you since you're the coolest dude in this house." "Really?" Cal asked. "Besides, I'm comfortable. Wait, hold on." There came some wriggling and then Grayson's jeans and shirt poked out from under the covers. Deliberately they were tossed underneath the bed. "Now I'm comfortable." He could almost see the fish-eyed look on the tween. "My gamer guys, they're all your age, we do fun stuff all the time. Way funner than this lametastic party." Cal didn't quite know what to make of any of this. Not since he was maybe seven or eight years old did he have another boy in his bed. And that was when they wore cartoon jammies. Ok, maybe he did still wear his TMNT sleepwear in the winter. But the point was he'd never been naked and had another guy almost naked in his bed before. "Did you take everything off?" Cal asked in a hushed tone. "No, no, still got my boxers on," replied Grayson. "Unless you think I'm overdressed and need to be the same as you." "I..." Cal had two ideas fighting in his head. First, he was worried someone from the party might walk in and see two nude dudes together. And second, it was kinda cool that at this had-to-be-perfect sweet sixteen party, he was doing something so naughty his sister would have a fit. Still concealed under the Ninja Turtles bedspread, Grayson could safely reach down and touch his own throbbing erection and adjust it within the confines of his boxers. So far, so good. Cal wasn't freaking out at all. Grayson said, "This is so much more fun than that party. Right? It's cool to do stuff you're not supposed to." "Y-Yeah," Cal agreed nervously. "Um, what if w-we're caught?" "Just curl your legs a bit, like you're reading a comic or something. No one will see a thing." Cal snickered. "Why don't you just come out, though?" "I prefer this. It's like a cool hangout where the villains can't get me." "It... It is pretty cool... Just..." Grayson gently caressed one bare thigh. "What? Should I let you put some clothes on?" "I... I... Um..." Before Cal could go on, there was another knock at the door. The sister's voice spoke: "I'm coming in, megadweeb, so put that gross snail of yours away." Nadine pushed open the door. Cal took the teen's suggestion and drew his knees closer to his chest, making a small tent with the covers that would hide the mostly-naked guy in his bed. Of course, it also had the effect of giving Grayson full access to his boy bits. "What?" Cal asked impatiently. "It's Mom on the phone. She wants to talk to you. And you better not tell her any lies about how I'm not being nice to you." "I'll... Uh, I'll talk to her later." Grayson nuzzled the boy's inner thigh. Dimly, he made out the twitch of the hairless pellet. Nadine crossed to the bed. "You'll talk to her now so she doesn't think something's up!" "Uh..." Cal groped for an answer. Distractedly he glanced down for a little guidance and saw Grayson's firm nod from between his legs. For a second Cal was shocked at the sight of the teenager's face directly behind his half-drooping dick. "Here!" said Nadine and thrust the phone into his hand. Somehow Cal answered with complete confidence and cheerfulness. "Hey, Mom!" For about a half-minute, the woman talked on and on. Cal had gotten good at tuning her out during the boring parts and focusing again at the important things just before he was expected to answer. Usually that meant an eyerolling wait. But here he was lying butt naked in bed with a cool teen boy hiding under the sheets and his crossed-arms sister waiting to see if he'd try to ruin her party. His mom asked, "So, is everything ok there?" "It's super good!" exclaimed Cal. The shock of delight on his sister's face was priceless. "No, Nadine's not letting anything bad or crazy happen. And she even let me have some of her birthday cake. 'Kay, love you, too, Mom. Bye!" The little brother handed the phone to his suddenly-not-so-mean sister. Even her eyes seemed to be saying "thank you so much." "No, Cal's been respectful of the party. Gawd, no, Mom, I haven't let anyone bring alcohol." And with that, the intruder was out of the room. Grayson laughed as soon as the door was shut and Cal burst out giggling too. Like two naughty schoolkids who'd gotten away with an extra dessert, they reveled in their victory. Cal said, still snickering, "I can't believe she didn't know you're here!" "I'm stealthy, like a Ninja Turtle," replied Grayson with a wink. "Nobody ever sees me coming." The tween grinned at him. "You gotta teach me that trick! I'd love to be invisible! Then I could be naked ALL the time!" "Oh, you like being naked, huh?" "Um... Y-Yeah... Uh..." "That's so cool." "It... It is...?" Grayson smirked. "Uh-huh... You know, I never got any birthday cake..." The youngster's face fell. "Oh... Um... Did you...? Were you gonna go get some, then?" "Nah... There's some here I can try." And there was. A smear of icing on the boy's thigh. Boldly, the teen licked it off, his tongue sliding right over the smooth, tanned skin. Air sucked in through Cal's teeth and his eyeballs bugged out of their sockets. Never in a million years did he think a bigger dude from the party would be eating cake off of his leg! The lick was nothing like Cal had ever felt before and he'd had his fair share of dogs licking his face. This was something so different. It was like a big pocket of crinkles dancing under his skin that went traveling straight to the base of his pud. An image popped into his head of "the wave" during a sports event where fans raised and lowered their arms to form the motion of a wave. Except this wave was happening from where the teenager was licking his leg and ending with the twitch of Cal's rod. "Hwaaahhh..." "Ahhh, that cake is delicious," said Grayson like he'd just taken a bite of it off a plate. "Y-Yeaahhkkkhhhh..." Cal stopped breathing. What'd just happened? He had no idea because no guy had ever eaten food off his body. Grayson eyed the stiff cocklet. It was so sexy and cute, like a little flagpole twitching back and forth, urging him onward. "Oh, looks like I missed some. Better do a more thorough job..." Grayson's tongue laved over the smooth tiny balls hanging between the kid's slender legs. The squeak of surprise that came in response was incredibly erotic. Grayson adored boys Cal's age - they didn't have the guile to pretend sex was anything other than completely fantastic. "D-Dude, I'm n-not..." said Cal weakly. Cake he was certain had been on his leg, but he was just as certain there wasn't any on his junk. Which could only mean... But... "Not what?" asked Grayson, licking his lips. Cal was about to say he liked girls. However, the words wouldn't come out of his mouth. He knew the opposite of liking girls was wrong. At least according to all the jocks at the party who used words to put down boys who liked boys. "M-Maybe w-we shouldn't," said Cal, as if somebody else was speaking for him. He was like a train that had run out of track and got derailed... well, no, more like a switch had been pulled and he was sent on a different track. "It's cool," the 10th grader said with a casual shrug, "this is something my gaming group does all the time." "Y-You sure?" asked Cal. It occurred to him that he was no longer resisting. But why wasn't he? Everyone knew this wasn't right unless maybe you acted a certain way. Cal didn't act that way. And Grayson didn't seem to act that way. Well, if you didn't count the teen having just licked his balls. "Like I said," said Grayson, "my group has all kinds of fun together." He licked the cute stiffie from base to tip. "Lots and lots of fun..." Cal gasped. "Dude..." Grayson still hadn't been given an explicit order to stop, so he used his tongue to expertly lick and lap away at the balls and shaft, teasing the boy to painful hardness. And then the teen swallowed the whole cock to the root and started to suck. Cal couldn't do anything. His penis and soul were levitating off the bed like in those movies where the soul leaves a body. Except he wasn't turning around to look at himself. He just kept rising and rising and rising. In his ears were the sounds of slippery sucking and choppy breaths. Then Cal seemed to wake from the dream - lying on the sheets - and he realized the one sound was Grayson blowing his joystick and the other sound was his own grunting pants. Booyakasha, Cal was getting a BJ! "Uh... I..." Cal was getting a BJ from a DUDE! "M-Maybe... w-we..." "Feel good, buddy?" Cal had to tell Grayson he only liked... But did he like girls?... All dudes liked girls... "U-Um, I'm not sure if..." "Let's see if you enjoy THIS." The bigger guy's mouth took in his cock and Cal was back to levitating off the bed again. Grayson knew that Cal could say no at any time, so he had no problem continuing on. Sometimes boys had silly ideas put in their head by a dumb world about what guys should and shouldn't do together. The gamer geek had taught his hawklings to not pay attention to society's stupid rules. Grayson licked and sucked Cal to rigid hardness and then went lower again to lap at the tiny sack. Back and forth he went as the kid moaned and panted, the protests growing weaker and weaker. The high-schooler slid upwards and flicked his tongue over those pert nipples, enjoying the game. "Feels good, huh?" Cal merely whimpered. "I know, it's an amazing feeling, right? Your whole body buzzing, your dick twitching..." Cal wasn't sure what to think anymore. All of the Ninja Turtles fell in love with girls. Even late bloomer Donatello eventually had the hots for the human April O'Neil. So you had to wonder how else the Turtle was getting himself off. Maybe the other Turtles helped each other out when they couldn't get some any other way. "Y-Yeah, I never knew b-being blown was THAT good," confessed Cal. The tween couldn't believe he'd just said those words. Because it meant he was fine getting sucked off by a dude. Maybe it SHOULD be a girl who was his first time. But then he remembered overhearing Lane complaining to a buddy how frustrated he was that Nadine considered blowjobs gross. That would mean Cal might have to wait years to know what it felt like. If a jock like Lane couldn't seal the deal, how would Cal ever hope to make it happen? Cal whispered, "Y-You can do it some m-more if you want." Grayson smiled. "Oh, I will..." The teen prided himself on his oral service. In one of their gaming sessions, the group had played out a scenario where one of his hawklings was being "tortured" and Grayson had the boy riding the edge for hours. Cal was in for the best day of his life. Grayson stroked the smooth cocklet and licked and teased his tiny nipples, enjoying having free access to the hairless, tanned skin. The youngster tasted amazing and the teen wished there was more leftover frosting so he could lick him all over. "F-Feels... Ohhh... Mmm...." "It's only going to get better, Cal." Grayson kissed the cutie. Cal gasped. "Wh-Why'd you do that?" "Didn't it feel good?" "Well, yeah, but-" "Did you like what I did to your nipples?" "I... Yeah... I d-didn't know g-guys could feel something there." "It's not all about cocks and lips." "Mmmmnnnn..." moaned Cal as Grayson fingered his junk. "What about when I stroke your cock AND lick your nipples?" "Hhhhhhppphhhhhh... Y-Ya, that's something." "What about when I stroke your cock, tease your nipples, and also kiss you?" "Mmmmpphh!" Cal tried to keep his soul trapped in his body, but once more it levitated. Everything that had been left behind on the bed simply melted into the mattress. The boy found himself kissing against the other pair of lips. Grayson was all about the seduction. Sure, he was eager to bury himself to the hilt in those gorgeous tight buns, but the real fun was in turning the kid's uncertain "Maybe we shouldn't" to "Oh yes please more." The teen taught the tween the art of making out, loving the slight tremors from the sexy young body as excitement and confusion mixed together. But there was never any need to fear, because Grayson was there to keep showing Cal the way.