Date: Sat, 20 Feb 2010 22:07:06 +0000 From: Robbie Robot Subject: HALF TERM HICCUP Half Term Hiccup Part One Copyright Van T Z Boi 2010 (The usual disclaimers apply. It is Half Term in the UK and a boys' fancies can be turned or can they? Please do what you can to support nifty, you readers and we writers need it) Jake sighed and kicked his foot against the brick wall, 'Fuck it' he thought, he'd just been talking to Reece his best mate on his mobile when the battery ran out and the phone shut down. He looked up and down the unfamiliar street, Reece had just been giving him directions to where they would meet, he did not know this area and was almost totally lost. He looked back at the bus stop, 'should I just forget it and head back home,' he pondered. It had all seemed so easy at first when Reece had suggested it at school. "What you doing for half-term?" he'd enquired. "Nuffin'," Jake had replied. "Only its Valentines on Sunday and this girl near me is having a party," said Reece. At the mention of 'girl' Jake had got interested, he was fourteen now and the opposite sex was becoming interesting, he had started noticing breasts and big breasts and well big tits. They filled his mind and fantasies, big voluminous glands with mouth sized suckable teats so when 'girl' was mention Jake immediately pictured two breasts with legs and he felt the familiar hardening between his legs. "What girl?" he had almost demanded, girls were non existent in his universe, there were none at home, although there were some younger girls in his street and there were definitely none in his all boys school, the only ones he saw were the ones who lined up at the opposite bus stop in the high street, the girls school was in the opposite direction to his school bus, his mind went back to his fantasy of rows and rows of large tits sitting on the bus seats, his cock also pulsed. "What girl?" he repeated. "This one, that lives near me, I heard her in the park while I was watching my brothers on the swings, she was telling her mate about her Valentines Party. I know where she lives we could," Reece tailed off. "We could do what?" Jake sought to fill the silence. "Well as I know where she lives, we could just turn up, say we were invited and crash the party," Reece sounded less convinced than when he'd started. "You could stay the night at my place, Mum and Dad always go out Valentines and Mrs Baxter next door babysits. I can just tell her we're going out, she never stops me," again Reece ended on a low note, not a convincing argument as far as Jake was concerned but then 'girls,' had been mentioned. So here he was on the way to Reece's house, he had never been there before, everything was done over the mobile and now that had let him down. What was he to do, he stubbed his toe against the brick wall and caught sight of himself in a shop window. He studied his reflection. 'Who am I kidding?' he told himself, he looked back at the reflection. A small figure stared back at him, 'I look ten years old, whose gonna be interested in me,' he sighed, his lack of growth was a constant thorn in his side. 'All the other boys in my year are much taller, even boys in the years below are taller than me,' again he sighed silently. "Don't worry," his father repeatedly told him, "I didn't start my growing spurt till I was sixteen," he sounded almost proud about it and that annoyed Jake, 'I don't wanna wait until I'm ancient to grow up,' he complained to himself. The small figure with the tousled brown hair nodded back at him, he was wearing his long anorak over his jeans, the loose fitting greeny-brown jacket was supposed to make him look older but it didn't work.' I just look like a kid wearing his older dad's jacket,' he told himself. He could see the green eyes staring at him, 'I like who I am' he told himself, 'I just wished I looked like I was fourteen.' He looked up and down the street wondering if he could recall the directions Reece had given him, 'Nah I'm lost,' he told himself, 'now where can I get help.' He studied the shops, being Sunday just a few were open that afternoon and he walked along the parade looking in the windows until he came to a small shop where two people were sitting down. Outside was a large sign, 'Twenty Four Hour Taxi Service.' Jake studied the two men inside, they were talking and smiling. He pushed open the glass door. "Can I help you?" the older of the two men smiled at him, Jake could see the smile was also in his eyes, 'He looks friendly,' he told himself, the other younger man was talking into some sort of microphone on the table before him. Vaguely Jake heard the word, 'Roger.' "I don't know if you can help," said Jake haltingly and launched into a brief explanation of his predicament. "Lest see the phone?" the older man asked and after scrutinising it handed it back saying, "I'm sorry we don't' have a charger for that model, the drivers leave various chargers here but none have that connection." "Can I just put my SIM card in your phone?" asked Jake spying the mobile on the table. "Sorry son," smiled the older man, "but we need that to run our business, we can't stop to change over SIM's. We can phone someone for you, if you have a number." "Oh," Jake was depressed, 'I never remember numbers apart from Mum and Dad's' he thought to himself, 'and I daren't phone mum she don't know I'm this far away from home.' He considered his options, 'I better phone Dad,' he decided. The man tapped in the number as he spoke it and after speaking and explaining who he was he then handed the phone to him, "Go ahead," smiled the man and went back to his computer screen. Jake's dad answered and Jake carefully explained his problem. "So what do you want me to do?" asked his father, "I don't have this Reece's number and you would have phoned your mother if she had it. What's going on?" "Well there's this girl," Jake sounded as lame as he thought. His father laughed, "Now I know exactly why you haven't phoned your mother," he laughed again, "Look Jake just go home or come over here,' he said sympathetically, "I'll even speak to your mother for you." "Okay Dad," sighed Jake. "So what are you going to do?" asked the older man. "Go to my dad's," sighed Jake not wanting to face his mother just yet. "Well we can provide you with a taxi,' said the younger man, "where do you want to go." Jake told him the address, "that would cost you about ten pounds," the younger man said. "I don't have that much," Jake sighed again. "How did you get here?" asked the older man and added after Jake explained, "so just go back by bus." Jake nodded although he knew the bus would take him back home to his mother and that was another situation. "I'll get the bus," he said and stepped back into the street. He walked back to the bus stop, the timetable said the next bus back was going to be ages and it was very cold on the street now. He shivered as a blast of colder air blew down the road. He looked back towards the taxi place, 'it was warm in there and the two men were quite friendly,' he thought and making his mind up he walked back to the small office. Inside the younger man greeted him with an unhappy look, "I've just had your mother on the phone," he said grimly, "and she wasn't happy young man." Jake trembled, he didn't like it when people said 'young man' it always meant trouble. "I think I need to speak to my dad," Jake said desperately. "If your father is prepared to pay for a taxi we can send you home in a car," the younger man said as he handed over the phone once he had located Jake's father's number on the call list. After Jake had spoken to his father and explained again his father agreed to pay the taxi fare and Jake handed the phone to the young man who spoke direct to his father to confirm arrangements. "There you are," Jake looked up at the familiar sound. "Hi Reece," he grinned at his mate. A good feeling went through him, 'now everything would be all right.' The young man looked up from the phone, "Huh?" he said. "This is my mate Reece, who I was going to meet, I can go with him," Jake spoke hurriedly, "can I speak to my dad again?" and he held his hand out for the phone. The young man handed the mobile over, "Go ahead," he smiled. "Its okay dad," Jake sounded excited and relived which is what he was, "Reece is here now. I'm going with him, everything's fine now." "Let me speak to him," his father insisted. Jake looked up at his taller mate, Reece was also fourteen but he was much bigger than Jake but that didn't count over the phone. "It's my dad," Jake explained, "my phone went out of battery." Reece picked up the phone, "Hi sir," he spoke in his deeper voice, "I'm Reece and I go to school with Jake. He's going to come with me to my house," there was a brief pause, "Look I'll put this phone down and ring you from mine then you will have my number and will be able to talk to Jake if you want." They thanked the two men in the taxi office and left, Jake was dialling his fathers number on Reece's phone as they walked along. His father was not amused but now he had a contact number for Jake he was happier. Reece gave him his full address and his home phone number so if he needed to he could speak to Reece's parents. "Okay Jake," said his father when Reece's mobile was handed over to him, "I'll speak to your mother for you," and he heard his father chuckle, "a girl," he heard him say in the background and then, "Okay son have fun." As they walked along Jake looked up at his tall mate. Reece was as tall as the older boys, almost as tall as the teachers now and he was envious of his deep voice and height. They had become schoolmates just recently when they had been put together to work on a project at school, before that they had just been other boys in the same year. Jake found he liked Reece's sense of humour and they both liked the same music and films and despite their height difference Jake felt happy around the tall boy, it was like having an older brother. "Here we are," grinned Reece as he led the way down the path to the front door of his home. Jake looked up, the house was bigger than his, but then since the divorce, he and his mum had had to move to a smaller place, his room at home was smaller than the old one when his parents were married but the house had to be sold as part of the divorce. Both parents had new partners, his father was living with a woman called Jane, Jake thought she was 'okay' and his mother had gone through a string of new boyfriends, the latest being Stan, Jake did not like him, he smoked and stank of old tobacco and he treated Jake like he was a kid. Reece opened the front door and Jake followed him inside, "This way," said Reece, "mum and dad are out at the pub with my brothers so we can go up to my room." Jake followed Reece up the stairs. Reece's room was as untidy as his, some of the posters were the same as his and the room was a similar size to his old room. Reece sat on the bed and Jake sat down beside him. "Where's your things?" Reece asked him puzzled. "My things?" Jake's voice quavered, he knew he was about to be found out. "Yeah your overnight stuff and your party outfit?" asked Reece, "you're supposed to be staying over for a couple of days aren't you. It is half term holiday and we were going to do stuff together." Reece was questiongly annoyed. Jake swallowed, 'how was he going to explain it,' he knew his mother would never give him permission to stay over, he had never done it so far in his fourteen years, nor had anybody stayed over with him, she always had some perfectly, good to her, reason to object to such a proposition, his friends were limited to local boys who he played with in the garden or the local park or what happened at school, this was the first time he had pushed the boundaries. His intention had been to go home if the 'girl' didn't happen and if it was okay he had intended to phone his mother and say it was too late to travel home, say he was helping Reece look after his brothers and hope his mother would let it go just for one, but he didn't have much confidence. "I, well, er," he started saying but Reece cut across him. "Mummy don't like it does she?" he stated. Jake hung his head, "She treats me like a baby," he spoke accusingly. "I just want," he stopped as the emotion filled him up and his eyes filled with tears. Reece reached his hand around Jake and hugged him one handedly, the other hand patted him on the leg, "I know," he said, "I keep being told to act my age and really they mean height, they forget I'm fourteen too and not eighteen." Jake looked at his friend and a feeling of understanding rose inside him, he leaned his head and laid it on Reece's chest, his hand moving to cuddle Reece around the waist. They sat for a long moment just holding each other, happy and content with each other's company and closeness. It was Reece that broke the moment, "Let's see if we can find something of my brother's that will fit you. My stuff will be much too big," and he moved up and off the bed. Jake sat there for a moment and dried his eyes with one of the tissues from the large box by the bed. Reece reappeared with some clothes in his arms, "Have a look at these. Come on take your coat off." Jake stood up and shed his jacket. Reece stood looking at him. "The shirt's crap and the jeans well they look like a kids," Reece didn't speak unkindly but spoke truthfully. Jake sighed, it was true the jeans were sized for nine to ten year olds on the label, his mother chose his clothes, all his clothes. "S, s, ss, sorry." he whispered. "Not your fault," stated Reece and began holding his brother's clothes up against Jake's small figure. Jake was bemused by the quick movement and was not sure about what Reece was doing, there was no mirror he could see and it was difficult to picture the assortment. "Try these," Reece held out a thick black and white striped shirt and a pair of grey shorts. Jake looked at the clothes, they looked so different to what he normally wore, he felt a sensation of rising excitement. Quickly he undid his trainers and shed his shirt and jeans. He stood there in his vest and briefs and began to put the exciting shirt on. "What the fuck are you wearing?" Reece sounded amazed. "Huh?" Jake was stopped in his tracks. "Fuck it man you can't wear a vest and briefs, don't you have any modern stuff, vest and pants is so old fashioned," he laughed, "no girl will want to get into those briefs, they'll think their cradle snatching." Jake giggled, he knew Reece was not being unkind, he knew from changing at school what other boys wore and how he had to hide his underwear when he changed. "Mum buys everything I wear," he explained. "Look lose the vest whilst I get you some boxers," smiled Reece. Jake stripped off the vest and Reece returned with a pair of grey cotton trunk type boxers, "Try these," he said handing them over. Jake slipped them off, he was now naked except for his socks and he slipped the cotton trunks on, they fitted close and held his small cock and balls tight to his body, giving him a slight bulge. "That's better," smiled Reece and he pulled open a wardrobe door and Jake caught sight of himself in the long mirror that was hung to the back of the door. Jake stood still, just in the tight fitting trunks and his sports socks, 'Hey I look almost cool' he thought to himself and began to pose turning back and forth admiring his slim body and the small bulge that stood out between his legs. "Now the shirt, no vest," Reece handed over the striped shirt, the grey shorts followed and Jake put them on. "Again he stood posing, he liked the feel of the new clothes, and he liked how he looked, now he was almost like the models in the magazine his mother bought stuff from. 'I don't look like a kid in these,' he said to himself, 'I look like a proper boy not a baby kid,' and he smiled happily as he spun and posed in front of the long mirror. "Now the hair," announced Reece and he spread some waxy stuff on his hand sand worked it into Jake's hair, then he spent some time twisting and spiking the tousled mop until he added, "that's better." Jake again sought his image in the mirror, 'WOW' he thought, he no longer recognised the face that smiled back at him, 'WOW OH WOW,' he shouted silently. "You look almost cute," giggled Reece and stood beside Jake, they looked at each other in the mirror and Jake felt a surge of happiness flow inside him. Reece sniffed, "Hmm, we need to sort out your pong," he said. In the bathroom Reece made him take of the shirt and washed him under the armpits, washing off the cheap boy product his mother had provided, he dried Jake and sprayed him with a heavy perfumed deodorant. Jake sniffed the air, he liked the smell. "Okay now aftershave," Reece applied a small amount of a clear liquid to Jake's face. For a moment all Jake could smell was the lemony lime aroma and then he cried out as his face felt like it was burning. "Ohhh fucking hell," he shrieked, his voice going into a girlish treble. "First time eh," grinned Reece, "no pain no gain," he held Jake's face between his hand and squeezed. "Okay your done now its my turn." Jake sat on the toilet seat as he watched Reece go through the same motions, only Reece used a different deodorant and he was pleased to see Reece did flinch as he applied a different aftershave, this one had a cinnamon smell and Jake recalled it from being close to Reece at school. "I'll change and then we can go," announced Reece and Jake followed him back to the bedroom. He sat on the bed as Reece stripped off his outer clothes, he noticed Reece wore a similar pair of cotton trunks, only his were dark blue and the bulge was much, much bigger than his own, for a moment Jake felt a twinge of envy, the reminder about his lack of growth hit home for just a moment, but only a moment. Reece chose a dark purple shirt coupled with long black shorts, Jake noticed they fitted very close around Reece's bulge, holding him tight between the legs, 'it makes his cock and balls look bigger' thought Jake but this time there was no envy. "Okay lets do it," laughed Reece and they headed down the stairs and out. Jake was apprehensive as they approached the door with the pink balloons and red ribbons, he could hear the sound of girlish giggles and laughter and music.' "Fuck do I have to dance,' he thought for a horrified moment and then the door opened after Reece rang the bell. "Jessica said to come along," he smiled at the man who opened the door. To Jake's surprise it seemed to act like a password, the man smiled and beckoned them in. "Drinks in the kitchen, food in the conservatory, only dancing in the living room," he smilingly instructed them and they were in. Jake followed Reece who nodded at a couple of the girls standing on the stairs and tentatively he also smiled at them, one of them grinned at him and Jake felt himself blushing. In the kitchen Reece handed him a can of coke and they hit the food laid out in the conservatory. There were a couple of groups in there too, mixed of boys and girls, no one took any notice of them as they picked their way over what was left of the spread and Jake did not see anyone he knew. Reece led the way into the crowded living room and dragging Jake with him began to move and bounce around to the music. Jake at first hopped from one foot to another out of time then as the music hit into him he began to move more naturally. Soon he was dancing happily, a number of boys and girls moved around him and he found himself dancing opposite several girls, who smiled at him and he grinned back. He was really feeling high now, high and happy and this allowed him to dance more openly. Suddenly the music changed into a slow number and before he could flee a girl grabbed him and they began to sway back and forth, the girl was slightly taller than he was but for once Jake did not feel self conscious. The slow number ended and the girl broke away, another slow one began and another girl grabbed him, she was smaller than him, for a moment he was worried she was too young but then he forgot it and just began to enjoy dancing with another person. He danced with the same girl for another slow one and then the music changed and before he could speak to her another girl grabbed her away from him. "Enjoying yourself." laughed Reece and Jake turned to look at his friend who was bouncing around like he was. "Abso-bloody-lutley," he called out loud enough for Reece to hear and then began to bounce around each other in a happy state. This went on for a longer time and then Reece led them back to the kitchen for a refreshing drink. "I needed that," grinned Reece as he downed and then belched a long fart of a belch. Jake tried to emulate him but could only gasp and choke as the coke went down the wrong way. Reece clapped him on the back as he slowly recovered. "You were dancing with girls," he giggled, "not just a girl but girls," he chuckled. "You wait until we get back to school, eh Casanova," and he ruffled Jake's spiky sweaty hair. "No proof," grinned Jake and then his mouth dropped open as Reece waved his mobile at him, he knew Reece had taken pictures of him and the he felt a burst of hormonal pride. 'This will be one in the eyes for the other boys at school,' he laughed to himself and then felt annoyed that his own mobile was out of action, he could have done the same to Reece. They went back to dance some more and this time Jake watched as Reece also danced with some of the girls, only he towered above them, for once Jake didn't feel out of place as Reece did look a bit clumsy at times. Jake happily enjoyed himself spending some time with Reece, some time on the dance floor even doing some more slow dances, although with different girls from before and frequent trips to the kitchen before he decided he needed to use the toilet. He sought out Reece. "Where's the loo?" he whispered. "Good idea, " grinned Reece and Jake followed him back to the kitchen where a sign read 'boys only.' There was a small queue for the toilet and Jake discovered that some boys went in together. "Saves time," sighed Reece as he stood on once side of the pan and Jake the other. Jake found himself looking at the thick tube that appeared in Reece's hand, 'Fuck his cock is huge' he said to himself as their streams crossed in the pan. He watched as Reece shook the long tube and then slid it back inside his trousers. "Come on Jake, " grinned Reece, "shows over." They headed back to the party, ate a bit more, picking at the now small pile of food that was left and had another go at the dance floor. Suddenly the lights flashed and the man who had welcomed them shouted out. "Last dance boys and girls, its ten o clock now, the party will soon be over." There was a run of rock fast numbers followed by a slow number, Jake again danced with another different girl and then they all circled up for 'Auld Langs Syne.' Jake who had often laughed at seeing this on films suddenly discovered how much fun it was, linking arms with Reece on one side and a girl on the other as they all sang along and moved back and forth. "That was fucking great," sighed Jake as they walked back to Reece's house. "It was okay," Reece said grudgingly, Jake was about to round on him when he saw the smile on Reece's face, and they both erupted in carefree laughter and giggles. Back in the house Jack met Mrs Baxter from next door, "Up to bed you two," the old lady said, "I know its half term but just look at the time." Jake was shocked to discover it was gone eleven, 'Ohhh fuuuccckk mom,' he thought and felt a cold shudder move through him, his bowels felt soft and there was that dreadful pain. He looked at Reece, "My mum," he said horror and concern on his face. "It's okay," Reece was reassuring. "Mrs Baxter," he called out and went back downstairs. Jake followed Reece back down and listened to him explain to Mrs Baxter about having to inform Jake's mother. "Please could you explain that we forgot the time as we were having so much fun," he said pleadingly holding out his phone. Mrs Baxter took the phone and spoke into it, Jake could see her eyebrows shoot up her forehead and he face redden and then he went cold and began to tremble. He sank down against the wall, tears beginning to run down his face as he imagined his mother in full flow. "There, there," Jake looked up at the concerned but smiling face of Mrs Baxter, "I've spoken to your mother, you should have told me her name, she was a hellion when she was in my class at school but she was never able to get the better of me. I've told her you've gone to bed and that you'll ring her in the morning. She has Reece's parents phone number as well as Reece's mobile number now," she squeezed her ancient arm around him and leaned in close, "and if she gives you any trouble again you just tell her that you'll report her to Mrs Baxter." The old lady grinned and for the first time Jake felt that perhaps he might be able to cope with his mother after all. "Now up to bed, its too late even for young tearaways like you two." "Come on Jake," laughed Reece and again they headed upstairs. In the bathroom they again pissed together, Jake still unable to take his eyes away from Reece's large cock. They also shared Reece's toothbrush and tired but excited headed back to Reece's bedroom, it was then that Jake thought about sleeping arrangements. "Er where do I sleep?" he asked worried and curious, 'and what do I wear to sleep?' he thought to himself. Reece stretched and yawned, easing his shirt over his head, "With me in my bed," he said. "Oh," Jake exclaimed. Reece looked at him, "You've never slept over have you?" he spoke almost incredulous. "Well, er, well mum," stuttered Jake. "Another first," grinned Reece and carried on undressing, he had also turned out the main light and put the bedside light on, the room was now basking in a mellow glow. Jake slowly undressed as Reece shucked his clothes letting them drop on the floor. Jake found himself watching Reece's muscular back and backside, the taut globes of his bum cheeks pointing at him as he bent down taking off his socks and trunks. Jake was now down to his socks and the borrowed trunks as he saw Reece climbing naked into the bed, for a moment he caught sight of the thick flaccid penis between Reece's legs and then the enormity of the fact that Reece was going to be naked hit him. He stood frozen for a moment, one sock off the other on, the tight fitting trunks still on his body covering his groin. "Come on," Reece sat back on the pillows and patted the empty bed beside him lifting the duvet, letting Jake catch a sight of his naked leg. Jake slipped his socks off and still in the borrowed trunks kneeled on the bed. "Hey no sweaty stained underwear in my bed," insisted Reece, "they'll stink the bed out by the morning. Take them off, my kid brother won't be happy, they're his favourite trunks." Jake turned his back to Reece and slipped the trunks down so he was now naked, 'this is not like in the changing rooms at school' he told himself and then he slipped onto the bed stretching himself along the edge of the bed and pulling the duvet over him. "So you had fun then," whispered Reece. Jake tensed and then began to feel silly, 'what am I worried about,' he told himself, he rolled onto his back and found himself lying beside Reece, there was still a gap between them. "Yeah," he replied, putting his hands behind his head and stretching his tired body. "You looked cute in that outfit, the shirt and shorts suit you, sorta sexy like" said Reece. "I did look good didn't I," giggled Jake recalling the 'wow' feeling and not noticing the words 'sexy like'. Reece moved closer and lay on his side he was now looking down at Jake, Jake found himself looking up into Reece's eyes, there was an odd look in them and for a moment he felt a strange emotion, one he couldn't identify. "Goodnight then," sighed Reece. Jake's reply was lost as Reece's mouth descended on his, his words lost in Reece's open mouth. At the same time he felt something warm and pulsing rub up against his stomach and he felt the gentle touch of fingers stroke and caress him between the legs. 'Ohh fuuuccckkk,' he thought. END OF PART ONE To be continued..... 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