Date: Mon, 2 Oct 2017 23:14:55 -0600 From: Ocelot Subject: Friends, Neighbors, and Lovers Chapter III Friends, Neighbors, and Lovers Chapter III Here we go again! This is a totally fictional story, created in my imagination. As the author, I give Nifty a license to display this story on their website. It is not to be posted anywhere else. Any resemblance to people, places, or events, fictional or not, is purely coincidental. This story has intimate moments between two male youths. If this content is forbidden because location, age or whatever, away with you! If it offends you, be gone! Nifty needs all the help it can to keep these great stories! Give `til it hurts! I was in a fight with another kid in the fifth grade, named CJ. I forget what the fight was about. He had me from behind, and I was throwing my right elbow back, trying to connect with his head. In a moment of inspiration, I stumbled backwards a few steps and fell down backwards because of the small hill in the schoolyard. CJ hit the ground first, with me landing on top of him. His air left him as I landed on his chest. His grip loosened, and I was able to break free. Turning around so we were face to face, he took a swing at my face. Seeing his fist clench, I was able to pull my head back, and he missed. Kneeling on his shoulders, I socked his face three times before his legs came up and around my arms, came over my shoulders and began to haul me backwards. I decided to return the favor. My legs were very nearly in position, so I wrapped my legs around his neck and began to squeeze. Having a paper route and carrying a load of heavy papers every day had given me strong legs. I was able to get him onto his back again just before the bell rang, signifying the end of recess. Wanting to head back to class before I got marked tardy, I turned into a dirty fighter. I reached behind me, grabbed his balls through his sweats, and squeezed. Hard. Howling in pain, he abandoned the fight, and curled into the fetal position after I got off him. Standing up, I straightened my jacket, brushed leaves and dead grass off me, and heading back into school, and out of the chilly autumn air. I returned to my fifth grade class. Danny had a different teacher for fifth grade, so we didn't have the morning recess at the same time. Sliding into my chair, I looked at my teacher, Miss Bean. Tuning her voice out, I examined my jacket for rips from the fight. I didn't find any, but I did find a few grass stains. I wasn't too worried about those. My mom would complain about how hard it could be for grass stains to come out, but nothing I'd be punished for. Little did I know that I'd be in trouble in other ways. "Miss Bean, I have a pink slip," a student office attendant had entered the classroom. He handed it to the teacher and left. Miss Bean examined it, and handed it to me. Curious, I read it. I had never received a pink slip before. It was typically a summons to the principal's office, and it was written that I should head there immediately. "You're excused. You may head to the office." Nodding, I got up, leaving my books, and headed to the office. I wasn't worried too much about theft. I took my time walking to the office. I enjoyed how quiet the halls were, something I'd rarely experienced. Usually, it was full of the hubbub of students and teachers jostling to get to their destinations. "Principal Newman is expecting me," I said, handing my pink slip to the office secretary. "Oh yes," she said, pausing in her writing to examine the slip. "Go on in. He's waiting." She gestured to the big oak door that was closed. Upon knocking on it, I was told to come on in. Sitting behind his desk was Principal Newman. He was old, with badly dyed black hair, thick black framed glasses, and a dark suit with a thickly knotted tie. My heart stopped for a moment when I saw that CJ was seated across the desk from him. Sitting down next to him, I wasn't sure what to say. I'd always tried to keep my head down and not draw attention to me, and so far it had worked. I didn't cause trouble for teachers, so I knew we were going to talk about the fight. I hadn't said anything to anyone, not even the people who watched the fight. "Axel, CJ tells me you two had an altercation on the playground earlier this morning," his voice was anything but pleasant. I could tell this wasn't going to be a case of "boys would be boys" but more of a "Hope I don't call your parents" situation. "Yes. That's correct," I said meekly, not wanting to seem defiant, or in the mood to continue fighting. "Why don't you tell me about it?" Principal Newman rested his elbows on his desk and looked at me over the rims of his glasses. "Well," I began slowly before taking a deep breath. I told of how it was morning recess, and what led to the fight. I finished my narrative with us on the ground, and me ending the fight. As I spoke about the altercation, I made sure not to elaborate or sound like I was happy about what happened. "Well, that's pretty much in line with what CJ told me," Principal Newman said as he was scribbling something down on an index card. "Here at Liberty Elementary, I don't like fights. I don't like it at all. Someone always gets hurt. CJ was the one that got hurt. I have a three strike rule. Three fights and you're out of my school. "What the means is that today is strike one for you both. I'll place a note on your school records about fighting. Since lunch is now in session, you'll be free to go to lunch. This time, I will not call your parents and explain that you're close to being expelled for fighting. The next time you're in here for pulling this stunt, I most certainly will. Now shake hands, and go to the cafeteria." Reluctantly, I shook CJ's hand. It was like conceding defeat after a decisive win. CJ and I left the office, and he turned left to the cafeteria. I turned right and entered the bathroom. I didn't have to go, but I didn't want to stand behind CJ in the lunch line. I urinated a little, and washed my hands. After a few moments of staring at myself in the mirror, I washed them again. Figuring that would be enough of a delay, I left and saw that CJ had been swallowed by the sea of humanity. I spotted Danny sitting on our usual bench. He waved. I waved back, and pointed at the lunch line. Nodding, he kept munching on his sandwich. "How'd it go in Newman's office?" Danny asked when I sat down with my plastic tray. Not surprisingly, news of the fight had spread through the cafeteria, and people were looking at me with mixed looks. Some were looks of respect. Others were of puzzlement. Holding Danny's hand under the table for comfort so nobody could see, I looked down at my food. "He did the whole fighting is not good routine. Fighting is bad, it's not permitted, and now I've a note on my school record about this. My parents won't know, because he's not calling them, and I'm not telling them." I scooped up some gloopy mashed potatoes and took a bite. "That's good. I mean about him not telling your parents." Danny squeezed my hand as he said this. Squeezing back, I said "Yeah. Mom would go ballistic if she knew I got in trouble at school." "Word's going around you squeezed his nuts for the win!" "That's true. The bell rang and I didn't want to be tardy in getting back to class. I grabbed, squeezed, and won." I sliced a piece of breaded chicken and dipped it in some gravy. "Man, I wish I could have been there to see it!" he exclaimed. "There's also talk of you shoving him up against the fence, and you also beating down on one of his friends who tried to step in." Danny finished his yogurt and turned towards me, expectantly. "True enough," I admitted. One of CJ's friends tried to step in. With hindsight, it was clear he tried to stop us, not help CJ. I didn't say that though. "Good thing you remembered the hill. That helped you." "Yeah. It came in handy. Since the next time I'm in front of Newman for fighting he'll call my parents, I'm hoping that with how I won the fight, nobody will want to come near me." "I want to stay close to you, Axel." Danny said as he squeezed my hand. "I want you to stay close as well. You have a comforting presence. I need it." I finished my chocolate milk, and placed my things on a tray ready to head outside. Dumping our trash, and leaving my tray at the tray return, we headed outside for the thirty minute lunch recess. A few months after we met, we'd found a hole in the fence that bordered the schoolyard. It was concealed perfectly by trees. It was our private spot when we wanted to get together during school hours. So far, nobody had discovered us. We went there when we wanted a cuddle, or to kiss. It was technically off school property, so as long as none of the schoolyard monitors were looking in our direction, we'd be okay. Settling on the small grassy area, Danny held me. It was nice because it had been a rough day so far. I closed my eyes and snuggled close to his chest. We didn't talk. Danny knew what I wanted. All too soon, the warning bell sounded. I opened my eyes and we stood up. Brushing each other off, we checked for anyone looking before casually walking back into the school. We gave each other a high five when we split for our different classrooms. I resumed my seat and began to work on the afternoon's math problems feeling much better for having spent time with Danny. Something inside me felt different. It was a good kind of different. I didn't know what it was though. An hour before school let out, the principal came to our class. He stood at the front of the class. For a few moments, I wondered if he was going to explain to the class why fighting was wrong. The class was still buzzing about how I won the fight. "There comes a time every young person's life where things start changing," he began, fiddling with a stack of papers he'd brought with him. "A time when they change. It's called maturity. These are permission slips for your parents to sign so you can attend the maturation program. I will be discussing these changes with the boys, and your teacher here will explain the changes for the girls. "Be sure to have your parents sign these and bring them back and turn them in." He began to pass them around the room. "The assembly will be held next Tuesday afternoon. It will start an hour after lunch, and run until the end of the school day." Some cheers rolled through the room. Not everyone knew what maturity meant, but we knew an assembly was easy enough to get through. Since it was for the entire fifth grade, I'd be able to sit by Danny. We'd always sit together in assembly, and whisper to each other to help pass the time. We'd also bring notebooks and doodle or play Tic Tac Toe. Meeting up with Danny after class, we walked to his house. I had permission, so I wasn't worried about my mother wondering where I was. We spent some time rehashing the fight, but my heart wasn't in it. I was tired of talking about it. Since Danny was my best friend, I humored him. As was now our custom, we headed downstairs after a snack provided by his mom. After taking off our shirts, we began to cuddle on the couch. Over the past few years together, we developed an interest in professional wrestling. We enjoyed watching WWF and the colorful characters. We'd decided that if anyone caught us together with our shirts off, we'd pretend we were wrestling and didn't want to rip our shirts. "Newman come pay your class a visit?" I asked. "Yeah. First I thought he'd talk about the fight, but it's about the maturation program." Danny traced his nails against my sides, and I had to fight the urge to giggle because I still wanted to talk. "What's the maturation program about? Your older siblings talk to you about it?" "Yeah. It's the change we're all going to go through. It's called puberty. We'll get facial hair, armpit hair-" "Ew. Why does that happen?" I cut him off. I liked my smooth face and armpits. "I don't know exactly why, but we'll also get growth spurts, both vertically, and below the belt. We'll eventually have wet dreams." "What are those?" I asked, looking into his beautiful brown eyes. We were close enough that I knew he wouldn't mock my lack of knowledge. He knew my parents sheltered me from many things in the world. "It's when you wake up in the morning, or middle of the night, and your underwear is sticky," he explained as he squeezed me close. "What?" I asked, completely baffled. "It's when the white stuff comes out of your penis," Danny said, trying to explain it to me. "I know what a penis is, obviously, but I don't know how to get the white stuff to come out. I just...pee with it." Caressing my cheek, Danny looked at me seriously. "My brother told me about it. I haven't actually done it, but it sounds fun. Wanna try?" Danny said that in the tone of voice that I knew it was going to be a fun time. "Sure," I said, shrugging. "Why not?" "We need to take our pants off," Danny said, sitting up. I'd never actually taken my pants off in front of anyone. Whenever Danny and I went swimming at the Conner Aquatic Center, we changed in the private changing rooms close to the lockers. I undid my belt, then unbuttoned my jeans. I slid them off, exposing my white briefs. Since we'd left our shoes at the entrance to his house, it was easy to slide them off. Danny slid his pants off, not bothering to undo the button, or even take his zipper down. He was also wearing white briefs. His creamy pale flesh got more exposed as he pulled his pants off his legs and deposited them next to mine. He wrapped his arms around me and leaned in and kissed me. "I hear kissing is a good way to start it off," Danny whispered in my ear, his warm breath feeling good against my skin. "I like the way this is going," I whispered back. Kissing me, Danny ran his hands all over my chest. Following his lead, I felt his chest, and his circled his belly button with my index finger. So far, this was what we had always done, but the removal of our pants was new. We continued kissing for a few more moments. Danny ran his hands down my back, and fingered the elastic waistband of my briefs. Shocking me, he ran his hands under my underwear and his fingertips began kneading my butt. Breaking our kiss, I pulled back, and stared concernedly into his eyes. "Do you trust me, Axel?" Danny asked. My heart raced and I answered in the affirmative. Danny slowly pulled off my underwear, exposing my penis to another person for the first time. It was soft, and two inches long. Slowly, Danny reached for my penis and gently took it in his hand. He slowly began to stroke it, and to my surprise, it began to get hard until it reached four inches long. "You're circumsized," he said, confusing me with the big word. My confusion must have shown on my face because he stood up before me, the crotch of his briefs inches from my face. "It's best to show you. Go ahead and take off my underwear," Danny said gently. Slowly, with my hands shaking, feeling like this was taboo, but also fun, I touched his sides, then slid my hands down to the waistband of his underwear. I paused for a moment, then pulled them off of him. His penis was also soft, and it was the same size of mine. But it looked different. There was extra skin around the head. I touched it, confused at why his was different than mine. "Every boy is born with the extra skin. Most parents have the skin trimmed. That didn't happen to me. I don't know why." "Wow, Danny, it's so soft." Not thinking, I grabbed it, which made him gasp in pain. "Gently, Axel," Danny said. "Sorry." "It's okay. Go ahead and stroke it, like how I did yours." At first, it felt weird to hold another dick in my hand that wasn't my own. But I quickly warmed to the task. I began slowly stroking it, and it began to grow. It grew to a good four and a half inches, longer than mine, but not quite as thick. I stroked it, amazed at how the skin slid back and forth. "This is called a hand job, or jerking someone off. The penis is known as dick, cock, pecker or peter," Danny sounded like he knew what he was talking about. I enjoyed stroking his cock. My own cock was still hard. "Hold on a second," Danny said, sitting down next to me. Soon, we were stroking the other's dick. Our arms were crossed over each other, but we found a rhythm. My eyes were wide open, taking in his fully naked body. I admired the perfect little birthmark between his nippes. I loved his outtie belly button. I could see him doing the same to my own body. After a few moments, a desire overtook me. I stopped jerking Danny's cock, and got on my knees on the couch. I leaned down, and took his hard throbbing dick into my mouth. It was warm and delicious. It felt odd for a few moments because this was the first dick I'd ever had in my mouth. But soon, it became comfortable. I was getting into the swing of things. Danny placed his hand on the back of my head as I bobbed up and down on his cock. Tenderly, I cupped his balls, gently rolling them in my fingers. "Oh, Axel, that feels so awesome!" Danny said, closing his eyes in pleasure. "I never knew I could feel this good!" My mouth was full of dick, so I didn't bother responding. Instead, I increased my speed. I licked the head, and swirled my tongue on it. Danny moaned in pleasure. My right hand rubbed his hair free area just above his cock. It felt so smooth beneath my hand. Slurping sounds emanated from my mouth as I went to town on Danny's erect cock. "Ahhh...oh my god, Axel, I'm getting a good feeling, don't stop!" Danny cried out. Not wanting to disappoint him, I kept sucking his dick. I didn't know what he was feeling, but it sure sounded good. I could hear Danny's breathing getting faster and heavier. It sounded like when we had run around in recess. I didn't know why he was breathing heavy. Rubbing his hand down my spine, I shivered in how nice it felt. Danny reached even further and cupped and squeezed my butt. I moaned in pleasure around his cock. Danny's fingernails dug into my back, and moaning, he writhed and I could feel his cock spasm in my mouth. Worried I'd accidentally hurt him, I pulled my mouth off his dick. Wiping my saliva off my chin with the back of my hand, I sat up, and looked at him, my erection subsiding because of the concern I had for him. My eyes searched his, looking for what I could do. "Holy cow, Axel! That felt awesome! I think it's called an orgasm!" Danny's eyes twinkled and he had a huge smile on his face. "That was incredible, Axe. You've got to have one. Just give me a second to catch my breath." Pulling me in for a naked cuddle, Danny kissed me. Elated that he was okay, and had an awesome feeling, I kissed him back. Soon, Danny gently pushed me down so I was lying flat on my back on the couch cushions. His brown eyes roamed over my naked body until they settled on my soft cock, nestled above my balls. He kissed his way from my lips down to my dick which began to get hard again because of the attention I was getting. I held his head with both hands as he licked my ball sack, and then kissed the tip of my cock. Danny wrapped his soft hand around my shaft, and slowly jerked me off as he took the head into his mouth. Danny's mouth was hot and wet and felt oh so good as it engulfed me. I closed my eyes and relished in the new and pleasurable feelings engulfing my body. I could feel my own breathing starting to get fast. "Danny, oh Danny babe. This is so...good!" I couldn't form a coherent sentence, much less a thought. I was riding a roller coaster of pleasure, and Danny's mouth on my dick was in control. I squeezed his hair between my fingers so I wouldn't hurt him. Danny just responded by sucking me even faster. Soon, a funny feeling began to come over me. It felt like I had to pee, but I had gone when we arrived at his house, so I knew it wasn't that. I decided it was the feeling Danny had felt earlier. My body began to feel like it was humming with electricity. My muscles got tingly; I could feel my body temperature going up. Moaning Danny's name, I began to shake all over. My dick got super sensitive and throbbed harder than it ever had before. Arching my back, my nerves exploded in an orgasm of pleasure, and in that moment, I swear I saw stars, galaxies, and the entire universe. I came back to earth a few seconds later, Danny looking up at me, mouth still around my cock. I smiled at him. Pulling off my cock, he smiled back. Crawling up the couch so we could cuddle, he kissed me deeper and with more passion than he had ever kissed me before. I matched it with my own. So there it is. Danny and Axel have become more intimate than ever before. I hope you enjoyed it. Questions? Comments? Smart remarks? Feel free to message me! fullmetalocelot12@gmail.com Have a good day!