Date: Thu, 28 Oct 2021 08:48:49 +0000 From: Billie353535 Vegita Subject: Getting to Ride with Jimmy (part 2 - young friends) 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. https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/meeting-a-farm-boy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-train-trip/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/urination/getting-my-medicine/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/strangers-on-a-bus/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/tasting-kit/ *** feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com *** I couldn't believe what had happened to me and Jimmy on the field yesterday. My stomach was already churning with nerves when I got up the following morning. I was going to be going to his house, with him there. In his bedroom. Was yesterday just a one-day thing, or would he actually let me fuck that hot ass of his? I stared at the ceiling, revisiting each moment leading up to our kissing, and making out. The photographer slowly getting us two naked for his pictures, eventually seeing Jimmy in the flesh. Me as well, of course, but I was more interested in checking him out. Then making out on the grass, the hot sun hugging our naked bodies as we made out. I needed to get my hands on that ass of his again. As I reminisced, I reached down, stroking my morning wood. It was normal for me to jerk off before getting up, giving myself a few warm up strokes. Remembering his body fed my fire. I could definitely see why my friends had ditched their bikes for their girlfriends. If this is what it was like to have a crush, and to have sex, then yeah, I could see why. I wanted to see his cute naked bum again, and wanted to see his cock, which I realised I still hadn't seen. I had only felt it, the hot skin of his hard boner pressed against mine. "Bobby!!" I heard a shrill shriek screeched from the other side of the house. "Are you awake yet?" I groaned inwardly. My jerk would have to wait till later, mom was calling for me. She certainly had a knack for killing my mood. That said, it was probably for the best to save my load for later anyway. I'd barely moved an inch when Mom called out again. "Coming!" I hollered back. I hauled myself out of bed, quickly popping on some clothes before running down to see what she was nagging about. She was a good mom. Like, as good as a mom could be. She could still be a pain, though. I hobbled down the hallway to her, still half asleep. "Bobby, I need you to go to the store and pick up some milk and today's paper." "Ugh..Why me? I was going to my friend's house today. " "Not before having some breakfast, you're not. And if you're going to have breakfast, we're going to need more milk. So, hurry up, wash up, and get down there. I've got a lot to do today. " My mom always seemed busy with stuff. It all seemed so pointless to me, though. She was forever tidying and cleaning the house, and some days, she even asked me to do it if she was really behind. It always seemed a waste of time because everything was going to get dirty and messy again anyway, so why bother? I didn't mind so much when she got me to go to the store though. At least I got to bike down there, but today it would mean longer before I got to Jimmy's house. "Fiiiine." I grumbled. "Don't you give me that attitude, Bobby. I've got no time for it today." I had the world's quickest shower, then headed off. Outside, it was a crisp summer morning. The sun was still rising, but I could tell it was going to be another hot day. Along the way to the corner store, I passed Jimmy's house. He lived in a small house, one of those single storey ones. I don't think he was poor or anything, but I had never actually been inside his house. It didn't look like anyone was even home, though the curtains were pulled open. Hearing my mom's voice in my head, I figured I best hurry up and pulled away once again. The store was like 10 minutes down the street by bike, and by the time I got there, I could already feel a warm burn between my shoulders. As I approached the store, I could see Logan just ahead of me, who is another guy from my school. He was a bit of a bully, actually. Not scarily so, but he teased me a ton. He was an early bloomer too, especially with girls. He was always boasting about his successes with them. He was a little older than me, but he was already racking up the numbers, and he was always on to me about my lack of a girlfriend. I was about to back out of the store, come back after he was gone, but he had already seen me. "Hey Bobby, what are you doing here? I thought you'd be off with all your loser friends. " "Oh, um, just picking up something for my mom." He just snickered. Everything I said seemed to be a joke to him. No matter what I said, he seemed to be able to turn it into something that made me feel small or inferior to him. "Actually, I'm not going out to ride today. I've got other plans." "Since when do you have plans other than riding?" Logan laughed, "You finally got yourself a girlfriend or something?" "Yeah, something like that." "Well, no shit! I was starting to think you were a homo or something! She isn't blind, is she?" "No, but I'm spending the day with them." There was no way in hell I could tell it was Jimmy I was seeing. He knew of Jimmy, but they weren't enemies or anything. But in those days, a boy going out with a boy just wasn't something that was talked about. Being labelled a homo or a queer or a fag was social death. "You kissed her yet?" Logan asked "I can't wait till I get to kiss my girl. She's so hot." "Um, not yet," I lied. I was surprised that in all the times Logan had talked about his conquests, he hadn't got as far as kissing a girl yet. I figured girls must play much harder to get, since I had already kissed Jimmy and then some! "Yeah, good luck with that. I doubt any girl would ever want to kiss you anyway. Well, see you round!" I was relieved when he was gone. Usually he would torment me for a while, but he seemed to be in a hurry to get back outside. I quickly got to picking up the few items my mom wanted, grabbing the milk and paper and heading off again. As I was packing the stuff away for the right back though, I noticed the main story of the newspaper I just bought. It was about a man roaming around our town in a van, getting kids to do things. Oh crap! That was probably Mike from yesterday! As I read more, the story painted him as some kind of creepy old guy, but by the description it was definitely him. It made it out to seem like he was a villain. I knew he was no rolling stones photographer, but I didn't think he was that bad. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have got to see Jimmy. After getting to the end of the article, I tucked the milk and paper under my arm, and got arranged to push off. I didn't notice that someone had tampered with my bike while I had been in the shop. As I rode up to push off, I had built up a bit of forward momentum when my back wheel jammed. The whole back of the bike reared up, throwing me off. The bottle of milk went flying, smasking on the road. There was no plastic carton in those days, it was all glass. The paper went to orbit too, and I heard a roar of laughter behind me. Fuckin' Logan. "Ahahaha, you went flying like a rag doll," Logan laughed, coming out from behind a corner. He flailed his arms to mock my fall as I cluctched my knee in pain. Looking over I could see the milk had spattered all over the road. Mom was going to be furious. "Ya gunna cry over spilt milk?" He joked. Fuck that guy. Not only had he messed with my bike, my mom's bottle of milk was now wasted. I couldn't cry though, because I couldn't give him that satisfaction. I gripped my knee while the pain subsided. He was long gone by the time I had recovered. "Are you okay, Bobby?" A sweet voice suddenly asked from behind me. "Oh, hi Jimmy. Ow, yeah, "I replied, staggering to my feet. Looking at Jimmy again, my heart fluttered. He looked different now that he had clothes on again. My naked crush back to the neighbourhood boy I had only sort of known. The one who was always on the side-lines. His clothes hid away his golden skin I had seen yesterday, and the little secret freckle I knew he had next to his butthole. "I saw what happened. Logan is such a dickhead." Jimmy said bluntly. "Sure is, and he broke my milk too. My mom is gunna kill me. " I said as I staggered to my feet. "Why? It was Logan's fault. " "I dunno. She'll just say something like having to stand up for myself more, and all that." I sniffed. "Here then, take mine," Jimmy said, handing me a bottle of milk. I didn't even notice he had one! "You don't have to do that, Jimmy. What about yours?" "It doesn't matter. I'm home alone today, so I'll just go home and grab some more money. What else are you up to today?" He asked. "We were going to hang out today, weren't we?" "We can do that, I guess. You'll just have to be gone by lunch time though. My dad doesn't like me having people around when he isn't there. What time you reckon you'll be over?" "Mom wants me home for breakfast, so like 9am?" "Okay, see you then." -- Knocking on his door a couple hours later, I was worried no one was home. For a brief second, I even double checked that I had even come to the right place! But, yep, this is the right one. The curtains were open, so I could see inside pretty easily, but there wasn't any movement that I could see. Like earlier, it looked like no one was home. Maybe he had gone for a bike ride somewhere? Had I built myself up to come over, and he had gone off somewhere anyway? Had he got scared or something and changed his mind? He was basically a kid anyway. Maybe he was gone. I was about to give up, when I heard the latch on the door inside being unlocked, and then with a loud squeak it swung open, and there he was. "Oh, hey Jimmy", I said. "Hey. Come on in." I think he had just got out of the shower himself because he had changed since I saw him on the street earlier. He was in a vest and a pair of those surfy shorts, elastic ones which went down just above his knees. No shoes or socks either. Had we been going to the beach;he would have been perfectly dressed. I found myself watching his butt as he walked ahead to show me the way. As he walked, I was mesmerised by the back of his shorts and how the two sections for his legs bent in towards the middle, like a clothed crack. The two sides went in deeper than I would have expected, I pondered that he might not be wearing underwear. Man, I couldn't wait to get my face parked between his thighs again. Suddenly, I stumbled over some shoes on the floor, bringing me back to my senses. The place was a little untidy, including stuff all over the floor. "You okay?" Jimmy asked, hearing the commotion. "Yeah, I wasn't watching where I was going." I looked in every room along the way, and everyone seemed to have their own set of clutter. It didn't look like they cleaned or tidied up much. It certainly wasn't as tidy as my mom keeps our house. Every door seemed to hide its own unique bit of chaos behind it. That is except for his sister's room, which was actually tidy. The only way I figured it was hers was due to the aura of pink that seemed to radiate from the room. I didn't really know much about her, apart from the fact that she was annoying and bratty when she was around. His older brother I barely knew, but it seemed like they were all out somewhere at the moment anyway. Finally, Jimmy led me to the last room at the end, opening it up to his bedroom. There wasn't much in there in the way of furniture, just another room full of stuff. His bed was against the wall, and he had a desk/draws which had a bunch of toy cars on it. I had grown out of toys a couple of years back, but it looked like he still had a couple left. His room didn't even have a window. There wasn't much else to speak of, just some worn looking dusty walls, and a bunch of his clothes scattered on the floor. "So, what do you do for fun around here?" I asked, looking at the room and sitting down on his bed. This was definitely his space. I recognised items of clothing I had seen him wearing as I saw him in the street on previous occasions. Shorts, pants, a few pairs of briefs and boxers. I never thought of him wearing boxers before. It was all him though, along with the the musk of clean and unclean clothes and stale air. "Not much. That's why I usually go outside instead. Hey, wanna see my baseball cards?" Jimmy asked. Jimmy sat next to me on his bed, then started rooting around under the mattress. How he could find anything in here was a bit of a mystery to me, but from somewhere down there, he pulled out a plain cardboard shoebox. He hauled it out, bouncing up back on the bed and opening the box. The cards within were all a jumble in there, but he pulled out one in particular which was covered in a little plastic sleeve. "Look at this one. It's worth like 20 bucks!" He claimed, passing it to me. I took it, trying to show an interest. I knew a lot of guys liked collecting these. Some of my friends did too, but it was never really a thing for me. I couldn't really get excited about a bit of cardboard with some guy's picture on it. Being $20 for just this didn't seem to make a lot of sense to me either. "Cool.." I said, managing to force out some interest. "Yeah! Do you collect them? What sort of stuff do you like?" Jimmy asked excitedly. "Um, not a lot really. Just biking. I'm not really into sports. Or girls. " I passed his baseball card back to him. He popped it back into the shoebox and pushed it back under the bed. As he was bent over, I noticed his tshirt rode up his back some, the elastic of his surfer shorts not quite keeping everything in check. I could see the inward curve at the base of his spine, leading down towards the curve of his butt. "Yeah, girls are dumb," he said, sitting back up. "That was pretty cool what we did yesterday though, right?" "Man, I am sorry it is so messy in here," Jimmy said, getting up and ignoring my question. Busying himself, he got up and started putting some of the stuff on the floor away. I figured..and hoped..it was nervous energy, as to why he suddenly got up. I watched as he moved around the room, bending over to pick clothes up, stuffing them in random draws. As much as I wanted to get to it, I could have watched him bending over all day. Each time he bent over, I got to see the curve of that ass I desperately longed for. He definitely wasn't wearing any undies, his baggy surfer shorts alone not doing much to hide the indent his crack made in his butt. I couldn't yet believe I had my face in that just the day earlier. "You're doing a good job there, Jimmy." I said as he moved about, clearing it up. "You missed some in the corner, they look like your sisters? " They were frilly and pink, with that lace stuff they always seem to have. "Oh shit, um yea..." Jimmy replied, going to pick them up. I was shocked when, instead of taking them down to his sister's room, he put them in his own drawers. "They're yours?" I asked. Jimmy plopped himself back on the bed next to me, scrunching his fists on top of his knees. "Um..Bobby...do you promise you won't think I'm weird?" I noticed he was super nervous. "Too late for that, you're definitely weird," I laughed. "No I mean..well..actually they are mine. I bought them last week with my pocket money. I wanted to see what it felt like wearing them." "Oh... um, that's cool." I couldn't find it within myself to tell him I had actually considered doing something similar. I just hadn't yet found the guts to go buy something like that. The little guy was braver than me! "I was worried you would think they were girly or something. Or you would think I wasn't cool." It was at that moment that I realised he was still trying to impress me. All the while, I was over the moon that he wanted to hang out, but I was the older one. I was the teenager here. He must have been more nervous than me, having some 'big kid' in his room. I realised that if anything was going to happen in this bedroom today, it was going to have to be up to me. "Dude, you're the one who let me check out your ass yesterday. You're definitely cool." I turned to face him, kissing him on the cheek before he knew what had happened. I was so quick about it, I think it took him by surprise. He turned to me, his face a mixture of shock, and relief if there is such an expression. I leaned in again, and this time he closed his eyes as I approached his lips, but he didn't back away. Our mouths touched. His skin was so cool and soft against my own. Being both pretty young, we were both so new to this whole kissing thing. Apart from kissing, and kissing hard, we didn't really use our tongues that first time we made out on his bed. I took my hand and placed it on the front of his surfer shorts. His whole body stiffened when I placed my hand over his hardness inside. His young cock throbbed the moment I touched him, and he moaned into my lips. Wanting more, I pushed my hand down inside the elastic, feeling his boyhood with my hand. I still hadn't seen the damn thing properly, but running my finger and thumb over the top I could feel he was cut just like me, and not a morsel of hair. As I gently reached down and cupped his young balls in my hand, I heard him make a high-pitched whimper, almost like a puppy. I pulled my hand and lips free from him, staring back into his eyes. He definitely wanted it as badly as I did. I just had to take the lead if we were going to do this. "Let's take our clothes off," I stated. I saw him swallow, then pull off his vest. We both didn't mess around getting naked. What had briefly been a fairly clear floor was quickly covered again as we pulled our gear off. I could tell when I was down to my briefs, he was checking me out as I got naked along with him. "How do you want to do this?" Jimmy asked, eyeing my now exposed erection nervously. "How about you lie on your back?" I instructed. Both of us moving around, he popped his head on the pillow of his bed, then I took his knees and pushed them backwards. This pulled his buns apart wide, showing me the tender skin within, and his small pink hole. It probably wasn't the best position for a first timer, but we didn't really know what we were doing. Looking down, I surveyed his total nudity. My eyes were still most attracted to his ass. His hole looked like a wrinkled little funnel spiralling into his insides. There was that cute freckle of his again too, right next to his butthole. In this position, I finally got a good look at Jimmy's cock too. Again, I saw he was cut like me, but obviously too young yet to have any pubes. He was rock hard at about 3 inches, his pale tube of meat standing stiff agianst his tummy. His balls were a lot bigger than I expected them to be, about the size of grapes, each dangling between his legs. They looked so smooth too. Most boys seem to have those little blue veins across their sacks, but not him. The skin covering his precious orbs was clear and smooth. "Are you gunna fuck me?" Jimmy pondered, watching me examine his naked cock. "You bet I am. Can taste your hole first?" His vigourous nodding was all it took, for my engine to start. I bent over and sniffed him right at his hole. His hole clenched involuntarily. I had barely even touched him yet, and he was already feeling it. I flicked my tongue out, tasting the inner crease of his crack, just a few inches above his hole. "Uh...ooo..." he squirmed, before wrapping his arms around his knees, gripping them tight. I licked the soft, delicate skin of his butt crack again, tasting the sweet, tangy, vinegary aroma that is pure boy. My face was in his ass. The hot scent of his warm, ripe little butt filled my nose, and fireworks went off in my brain. It was strong and pungent. I started to run my tongue up and down the length of his ripe ass. Sharp, sweet, tangy flavours exploded in my mouth. My tongue started to tingle like crazy, and the saliva flowed freely into his crack. I sniffed and sniffed for about two or three minutes, my cock danced and ached, my balls drawing up tight. "Fuck.." I exclaimed. I went in further, kissing him directly on his upturned anus. My mouth started to water, my spit mixing with his hot, steamy hole. Dipping my tongue in, it felt warm, slippery and juicy! "Oh fuck!" I thought. "His little ass is incredible!" Jimmy made cute little coo's and squeaks of delight as I tasted his ass. At one point, I sort of kissed his hole, sort of smooching it, then tried to suck. It was a weird idea, but the sounds Jimmy was making sounded like he liked it. I just couldn't get enough of Jimmy's ass. I had fantasised about it for so long, seeing him bike off every day, imagining what his little rump looked like. Now I had my hands full of it, my face full of his hot little ass. Every time I ran my tongue across his butt freckle towards his tight dot of an asshole, I felt his whole body quiver and moan. Bringing a finger over, I rubbed the tip of my finger around down there, loving the feel of his slippery boyhole. Then I pressed firmly until I felt it penetrate inside just a bit. I heard him yip from the slight penetration and knew, by the feel of my aching cock, I needed to get to the main event quickly, otherwise I might cum before I got started. Taking one final dive, I buried my nose in my friend's pungent little buttcrack, and was rewarded with a strong dose of powerful boy butt pheromones straight to my horny teen brain. I reluctantly pulled back, looking into his eyes, I could see they were glazed over and he had a little string of precum dribbling from his still hard penis, which had pooled around his belly button. "Where is that lube stuff?" I asked, casually stroking my cock. "In the top drawer there," Jimmy replied in a daze. I think he may have had his cum already, but he had better be ready to have another. I popped the top off of the lube, and poured some of the contents into my hand. The contents were runny like baby oil, making my fingers slick and shiny. "I'm scared.." Jimmy admitted, coming to terms with what was about to happen. His eyes were watching me smear the lube onto my throbbing cock. "Don't be, little guy. I'll take it slow, okay? If it hurts too much, we can stop." He nodded in response, as I got up on my knees before him, using my hand to align his butt and hole with my cock. I could see my spit bubbles pooled around his hole, I'd definitely worked him looser, but the lube would make it much more comfortable for him. His shute was just so tight, my cock looked huge compared to his tiny point of a hole. My heart was beating so fucking fast. This was it. My first time having sex. And it was with Jimmy. I placed my cockhead against the skin at the entrance of his ass. I could feel his body heat through the glans. I shifted my hands to his hips for leverage, before feeling his own small hands on top of mine for support. This was it. I gave it a push. "Oh fuck," we both said in unison, as my head sank into the buttery warmth of his hole. With the help of my spit and the oil, I was easily able to slip inside his incredibly tight hole. Fuck, I was inside him. I could feel his whole body shaking around me. My cock was inside Jimmy! With the gates down, I felt instinct was building within me. This was no longer just a butthole; this was a pleasure centre ready for me to take. With just a bit more pressure, I slowly inserted more of my cock. He whined as my teen cock buried itself into his innards. "Ow...stop, it hurts." Jimmy pleaded, but my lust had taken over. Yeah, I should have given him some time, but my cock was hungry for more. His steamy asshole needed my cock in it. "You're okay buddy. You've almost got it all now, " I lied. My dick was actually only half way in, but I didn't want to stop now. I could see Jimmy's eyes were closed tight, a bit of grimace on his face. The walls of his ass gripped my shaft tight, trying to repel my invading cock. "Try to push out a bit, it might help." I don't know whether he heard me or not, but I repositioned, and fed him the rest of my cock into his insides. He yelped as I pushed another inch into him. One more to go. "Ahh..please stop Logan. You're too big for me." He said the words, pleading for me to stop, but he wasn't trying to move away. His fingers still on top of mine, gripped my hands fiercely. Being called big only gave me more drive. With one last firm push, my last inch sunk into his ass. My sparse pubes making contact with his warm buttcheeks. "There Jimmy, you have it all now." His body was still shaking, I could feel his innards spasming around my cock. Now bottomed out, I noticed his dick had shrivelled back to soft due to the pain. I gave him some time to recover, casually taking his flaccid dick, trying to stroke it back to life. "Fuck Bobby...your big cock feels so full in me." Jimmy forced out. "Oh yeah? Your ass is fucking amazing, Jimmy. It's like your whole body is squeezing my cock." When he seemed to have recovered some, I leaned over him, kissing him on the kips. He was still grizzling a bit as in this position, my cock was mashed in hard against his butt. Kissing my tender patient while fondling his boyhood seemed to have gotten him back to a state of at least semi-excited. "Does it still hurt?" I asked. "It feels like I'm taking the biggest dump ever and it's stuck. It's okay now. Go...do me Bobby. Fuck mee." I didn't need to be told that twice. Gripping his ass, I pulled my cock back, which was a little tricky because it was like his bum was a suction on my cock. Once I was nearly out, I fucked it back into him. "Ooof" Jimmy grunted as I rammed into him. I dragged my cock out again, once more the walls of his sphincter, wet with my cock, his ass, and the lube, getting enough movement to fuck into him more now. "Ow fuck" he yelped, as I pushed down into him again. "You okay?" "Yeah, I just felt something... so good. Keep going, fuck me with your cock Bobby." Flicking my hair back, I gave Jimmy my all. Now, I would like to claim that we fucked for hours, but I was 13. And not only was I 13, this was my first boy fuck. I had never been particularly vocal when I fucked, but Jimmy clearly was. I was mostly quiet, but as I fucked, Jimmy would make the cutest sounds every time I pushed in as far as I could go. "uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, mm, yess, fuck, uh," Over and over, along with the sexiest soft sounds as I fucked my new boyfriend. I never wanted it to end. His cock was hard again too, so clearly it was good for him too. In the moment, it seemed we had fucked for ages, but it was probably no more than a few minutes from when I first entered him, as I eventually squirted deep inside him. My load was a full one, my balls tighting up, depositing their contents deep inside. When I was done, I pulled my tired spent cock out as Jimmy let his own legs down, curling up on his side next to me. I spooned up behind him, but not before cupping his butt in my palms. Jimmy hummed as some of my seed drizzled from his spent hole. "I can feel your cum back there," "That was the best." I replied, giving one of his bumcheeks a squeeze.