Date: Sat, 29 May 1999 07:11:44 PDT
From: Luke
Subject: joshua-8

Disclaimer
Don't read this if underage or upset by teenage boys doing sex stuff, etc...

This is fiction. But hopefully someday the better parts of this will be fact.

Thanks to nifty for posting it.

			       Joshua part 8
				  Day 2.

"Come on hurry up" I learnt that the only way to get my auntie to do
something is to badger her and whine until she gives in. Tom and I were sat
at the dining room table holding hands, and getting impatient waiting for
my auntie to finish lighting the candles. She was going to read our futures
together using the tarot cards, at first she refused but we managed to get
her to do it in the end. I swear that all these candles weren't needed and
it was just my auntie showing off for Tom, and he was loving it he was in
awe, you'd think the way Tom was looking at my auntie she was going to
levitate, it was so cute. The curtains were drawn and the only light in the
room was the candlelight that danced across our faces. My auntie finally
sat down, and took a deep breath and begun.

"To the power of the earth and to the moon and the stars..."

"Oh come on, do you think we were born yesterday? Cut out all that mumbo
jumbo crap and get on with it" she just looked at me, I felt like one of
those people at a magic show who shouts 'it's up your sleeve' I can be such
an anal retard.

"Fine. If you want the short crap version, I was only making it look good
for your boyfriend. Oh well both of you touch the deck of cards" I looked
at Tom and he kinda looked a little disappointed, but we both reached out
and touched the deck. She started shuffling the cards, I heard a few words
muttered under her breath, she better have not been cursing me! She laid a
card face up on the table.

"Joshua, this card represents you" I looked at the card it had the picture
of the sun on it, I guessed it represented my sunny disposition. She laid
another card down sideways on top of it.

"This card represents Your future love" the card had a picture of a five
pointed star on it.

"So that's Tom than?"

"No, this card is tom" she laid down another card, the picture on it was of
a moon. She laid down another.

"This card represents Tom's future love" the picture on the card chilled me
right down to the bone, I gave Tom a glance and his face was white. It was
a picture of a skeleton; it was the death card.

"You mean I'm going to date death? I mean josh's breath is bad in the
morning but I don't think it's going to kill me" I gave Tom a smack in the
arm, I don't think he noticed he was too busy looking at that damn card.

"Don't be silly, I'll just draw it again" my auntie just took the death
card back and re shuffled it into the pack, she laid down another card, it
was the death card again, Tom's face turned another shade of white.

"Oh god I'm going to die" he looked liked he'd been smacked in the face,
just looking off into space.

"Jeeze Tom, it doesn't mean anything, were all going to die, but think on
the bright side at least you didn't die a virgin" this did not make him
smile.

"This was a bad idea, look these card are well, just cards honey, it
doesn't mean anything it's just the luck of the draw" my auntie was packing
the cards away while she was trying to soothe Toms fears.

"Well it looks like I have bad luck" Tom whispered as my auntie blew out
the candles plunging the room in to darkness, Toms hand found mine in the
dark and squeezed it for dear life. A few seconds later the curtains were
drawn and light flooded back into the room.

"Thank you auntie for scaring my boyfriend, if I ever need to get rid of
one in the future I'll ask you to read there tarot cards"

"You asked me to do it for you -- I knew it was a bad idea" she shouted
after me as I slowly lead Tom out of the dining room and up to my
bedroom. He sat him self on the bed and I laid down next to him.

"I'm going to die"

"Don't be so stupid"

"But the cards said so" he was starting to sound like he was going to cry.

"Hehehehe, oh Tom, the cards don't mean a thing! There just there for pure
pleasure, it's all fake"

"Josh, I got the death card twice!"

"Let's say this, if it is all real and death comes for you, he can't have
you. I'll just say 'no he's mine' than kick him in the nuts" my little joke
did not make Tom feel better. This type of sadness can only be cured by one
thing, sex; I'll just have to use one of my special techniques on him. I
got up and positioned my self on the floor in front of him, between his
legs. The minute I looked at him he, he knew what I was going to do and
tried hard to withhold a smile but failed miserably. He laid back and let
me do my work. I fumbled around with his trousers and underwear but in no
time they were down to his knees, releasing his aching 6-inch (cut) love
tool, it's angry purple head leaking pre-cum and begging for attention.

"I am really going to miss you sucking my cock when I'm dead"

"Oh I don't know, when I pass the morgue I might just pop in and suck down
a cold one" we both started giggling uncontrollably.

"Dude your sick"

"I know, anyway who said I'm going to suck your dick?" I reached over and
grabbed the lube from under my bed, placing a small dollop in the palm of
my hand; I gave Tom a devilish smile while he watched to see what I was
doing. I took the shaft into my unlubed hand and gave it a little squeeze;
he moaned and thrust his hips up and into the air. Then I placed the tip of
his love monster into the lubed hand using the unlubed hand, I started to
move the head around my palm in circles. Now I know this feels really good,
when I've done it to myself I can never resist the temptation to just end
it all and start wanking, the pleasure can get too intense. Tom was now
breathing long deep and slow; his T-shirt was sticking to his body with
sweat, which was also running across his forehead. The feeling of Tom's
tool running circles around the palm of my hand was turning me on, my own
hard on straining against the fabric of my jeans. Tom was now whimpering
and letting out long high pitched whines, while trying to thrust his dick
up into my hand, I wasn't having any of it! I moved my position so I was
sat on his legs and continued, try as he might he couldn't move his
hips. Tom had to literally sit on his hands to resist the temptation to
touch his dick, which was now seriously starting to jump around in my hand,
rivers of pre-cum flowed adding to the lube making it extra slimy and more
enjoyable. He was biting his bottom lip so hard it was starting to bleed a
bit, he was so cute to watch when he's trying to hold back from the
temptation to touch his dick.

"For fuck's sake Josh make me cum!" he practically screamed this as spurt
after spurt of cum shot out of his dick; I quickly removed my hands as Tom
continued to spurt. His whole body was racked in the most intense orgasm I
had ever seen, his body was thrashing about and he was moaning like crazy,
after what seemed like ages (and about 6 spurts of cum) he finally calmed
down even though his breathing was still laboured. I laid on the bed next
to him, licking the cum off my hand and just looked at him as he basked in
the after glow of his orgasm.

"Fucking hell Josh, where did you learn to do that?"

"Did you like it?"

"Dude, it was fucking awesome, It was so intense. I had to sit on my hands
to stop my self from punching you and just jacking off. I guess I better
get cleaned up" I looked at Toms T-shirt, it was covered with all the cum
and was rapidly drying, he also had a few splashes on his chin. I leaned
over and licked it off, I just loved the taste of it was so sweet and yet
so bitter. My tongue found it's way too his lips that parted to let me gain
access, my tongue entered his warm mouth and danced about with his tongue,
we kissed deep and passionately, our embrace seemed to last for an
eternity. I crawled on top of him while not breaking the kiss. I started to
thrust myself into him, the waves of pleasure from my cock head rubbing
against the fabric of my shorts brought me to a sticky climax, a few
thrusts later I came in full force shooting all inside my shorts. I let out
a long and satisfying moan and broke the kiss. I collapsed on to of him, I
rolled off looking down at my clothes I had a big wet patch on the front of
my trousers and all of Tom's spunk pressed into my T-shirt, I was a mess.

"I think we need to get cleaned up, before we go to my house for dinner" I
had totally forgotten that I was going to Tom's house to meet his parents
for the first time.

"Yeah I don't wanna turn up covered in your spunk! Even though it will
probably taste better than what I'll be eating" I had never tasted his moms
cooking but the comment was funny non-the less and we busted out laughing.

I was sat in Tom's house, actually to be more specific I was sat on the
couch in Tom's living room, nervously awaiting the arrival of his
parents. I couldn't understand why I was so nervous, I mean they didn't
know that him and I were in love and at every possible opportunity
'buggered' each other senseless. I just hoped they liked me and I just
hoped I didn't do something to give away that I liked their son. I was sat
on my own, Tom was upstairs getting ready and so were Toms parents.

"Josh, come here a second I have something I want to show you" I heard Tom
holler from upstairs and I knew in an instant 'what' he wanted to show me,
the randy devil he's so Horney. I got an erection in the time it took me to
bound up the stairs, a couple of seconds.

OH SHIT! I still didn't know my way around his house; there were so many
doors. What if I walked in on his parents doing stuff? Ewww. Or even worse
what if I walked in on Justin, I knew he was in and was going to be at the
dinner table. What am I going to say to him? Sorry I kissed you before I
was going through a split second gay phase -- don't worry I'm fine
now. There's something about him I just can't put my finger on. This was
the big decision time, which door would it be? I singled out 4 doors one of
which I knew was Toms. Now will it be 'eany meeny miny or mo' I picked out
a door, it was the one closest to me, lets see what's behind door number
one.

I opened the door slowly, to be greeted by a steamy bathroom. Who ever was
in it must have just finished getting a shower, thankfully they were not
there now. I closed the door again and chose door number 3, I opened it
slowly, my fear almost making me chicken out and run downstairs. JACKPOT!
It was Toms room, definitely his, I recognised the desk under the window
with my picture on it and all the starwars posters and of course the mess.

Leaning over the dresser with his back to me was Tom, naked as a jaybird,
his perfect ass staring me in the face, it was so smooth and white and
perfectly round. I quietly closed the door behind me and crept up behind
him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and started slowly kissing his
back; he quickly stood up straight. My hands roamed across his abs and
through his pubic hair, I still continued to kiss between his shoulder
blades. My hand wrapped it's self around his semi-hard penis and slowly
started to pull the foreskin back to reveal the head.

WAIT A SEC! Tom doesn't have a foreskin and come to think of it his dick
isn't this big either and he isn't this tall. Who the hell was I molesting
here? My hands quickly withdrew from around the stranger's waist, and I
stepped back. I closed my eyes tight hoping that I was wrong and that Tom
had grown a foreskin over the period of a couple of hours. I felt a hand on
my shoulder I already knew who it was I was molesting before I opened my
eyes; I mean how many Tom look-a-likes do you get living in one house? I
opened my eyes to see Justin looking at me. There was no emotion showing on
his face, what the hell have I done?

"I--I--I'm so sorry" I was crying, the tears steamed down my face, I
was also finding it hard to breath. Than he did something totally out of
the blue, he kissed me hard on the lips, thankfully it had no tongue. Than
he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a tight hug, I felt his
big cock pushing against my belly and groin. He released me and headed for
the door which; I guessed, lead to his bedroom.

"Josh, I won't tell if you don't" he smiled back at me as his door
closed, I was in shock. I staggered back to Tom's bed and sat down on the
edge. Trying to figure out what the hell had happened and why did it have
to happen to me? Just than the door opened, I almost shit myself I thought
it was Justin coming back for more.

"Dude, when I said come here I meant the bathroom, not my bedroom. You
haven't been waiting long have you? But it's too late to do something now
it's almost time for dinner" he sounded kinda pissed off at, I just hoped
he didn't know what had happened. I shakily stood up. "Whoa dude, your
really hot for it aren't you? And look at that big wet patch!"

I looked down to see my penis the hardest it had ever been and pushing out
making an incredible tent in my trousers. To top it all off Justin had left
all his pre-cum stuck to the outside of my clothes.

"I'm hard!" it was more of a realisation that hit me than a comment on it's
hardness.

"I can see that stupid, I guess I'll have to do something about it" with
that he dropped the towel which was covering him, now he stood naked with
his own hard on pointing at me. I realised at that moment that him and his
brother were so alike it was scary. He came over and wrapped his arms
around me; thoughts of Justin came flooding back. What was I going to do?
Should I tell Tom what had happened or just keep it a secret? And why do I
feel like I'm betraying Tom thinking about Justin. Why did this have to
happen to me! Why was life so fucking hard?

End of part 8.