Date: Mon, 22 May 2006 04:05:24 -0500
From: Onizuka Echi <gto420@gmail.com>
Subject: May Long Weekend Chapters 1-4

This is a story about three underage boys engaging in lots of naughty
things, including incest (in the future), and some pee play.  If you don't
like that kind of thing, don't read this story.  If you aren't old enough
to be reading this kind of thing, don't read this story.

If you just want masturbation, you can just skip to the end of the chapters
that are here.  Because this is a work in progress, there is no actual sex
yet.  But, if people want it, I'll be happy to finish this story.

Also, this is a work in progress...things will change as I put out new
chapters.

None of the characters are based on anybody in reality, and some places
don't exist.  Breck school does exist however, and is located in the state
of Minnesota.  I never attended the school, however I did go on a day visit
when I was younger.  I hated it :|

MAY LONG WEEKEND

Chpt. 1

There he was, standing in front of me with a little grin on his face.
Daniel Hardy was wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.  His
hair was wet, and his dick made a little protruding bulge in the terry
cloth that covered everything I desperately wanted to see.  His face was
flushed, and his hair was wet as if he just stepped out of a shower.  He
motioned for me to come closer...and closer...until he reached out with
both of his hands and started to pull my shorts down.  He stuck his right
hand down the front of my briefs, and gave my little dick a gentle squeeze.
I moaned with pleasure as Daniel tugged on my foreskin.  I tried to return
the favor, and started to tug at his towel, but it wouldn't budge.  I
became frustrated, and distraught that I couldn't see his stiffy.  Daniel
looked offended, and slapped my hands away.

I awoke with yelp after feeling the sting of Daniel's hand on the back of
my neck.

"Mr. Jonathan McAndrew! If you cannot find the time for sleep at home,
don't even bother coming to class!"

My Biology teacher was staring at me.  Well, more like glaring.  As was the
rest of my class.  I looked over at my best friend Daniel, and he shot me a
quick goofy grin.

"Sorry, Mrs. D", I said sheepishly.

"I know you don't care about biology like some other people in this class,
but you can at least pay attention for your own grades' sake!"

She was right.  I had the lowest mark in the class; I knew that my parents
weren't paying for private school for me to barely scrape by in my classes.
Mrs. D went on about Mitosis...or Osmosis...whatever.  I just wanted to
slink under my desk.

Afterwards as Daniel and I were walking from biology to our next class,
Daniel asked me if I talked to my parents about spending the night.

"My mom wasn't too excited, and my dad didn't care" I said.  "And why did
you slap me back in biology?" I felt kind of upset about being awakened so
rudely from such a wonderful dream.

"You should be thanking me.  Mrs. D wanted to throw tennis balls at you.
You were moaning like somebody possessed!"

Daniel had been my friend for a little over a year now, and we had become
very close.  When I moved from New York to Minnesota, Daniel was the only
person who broke the social ranks to come and talk to me.  Going to a
private school was totally new to me, as I had grown up in public school my
entire life.  Making the switch was not only hard on me emotionally, but
academically as well.  I was really struggling in everything that most 7th
graders would find a walk in the park.

"Bug your mom again tonight.  You can tell her I'll help you study for
Biology".

"I'll try, but you don't know my mom.  She'll find some excuse to keep me
at home."

"It doesn't hurt to ask though, right?" Daniel said.  "Make dinner tonight,
or something.  Or be sure to be practicing when she gets home.  Make sure
she doesn't have any excuses!"

"Fine! I'll bug her.  I'll call you tonight, and tell you what she says.
Seeya in Chapel."  Daniel and I split off into different hallways towards
different parts of the school.  He had Spanish next, and I had math.

The real story is that my mom had been pushing me to stay over at Daniel's
for a while now, I just didn't have the guts to spend a whole weekend with
somebody I lusted after for the entire school year.  I knew I was gay the
instant I saw Daniel; His eyes were a steely blue, and his hair a deep
brown.  He liked to keep his hair shaggy, and long enough to cover his
ears.  His nose looked like it had just popped out of his face, and he had
the tiniest dimples ever.  He was also growing- a lot! and he was pretty
skinny.  I guess that's normal for guys, because I was going through a
growth spurt myself.  I happened to think I wasn't that bad looking either,
but Daniel got most of the attention even if I tried to look cuter.  I
always took care to make sure my hair didn't get too shaggy, and that my
rectangular silver glasses were always pushed up on my nose.  My hair was
light brown, but turned almost blonde in the summer.  No matter what I had
on, or how I did my hair, I never thought I looked as good as Daniel.  He
made it look so easy!  I had to get over him though.  All I ever did was
think about Daniel, and I was deeply ashamed to be having a crush on my
best friend. If anybody ever found out, I'd never live it down.  School was
tough enough.

The school we went to was called Breck Academy, and it was in the suburbs
of Minneapolis.  It was a pretty upper class kind of school, the kind that
takes big bucks to even walk through the door.  The high price came with
perks, though.  We had great food, all the time, computers for home and
laptops for bringing back and forth.  The school also had the highest
academic averages in the State, but only the adults ever cared about that.
It was also an Episcopalian school, the biggest in the state.  All grades
attended chapel everyday, making sure everybody got the regulated amount of
God before running off to the busses to go home.

The schooling itself wasn't all that bad, and the classes could sometimes
be a lot of fun.  We had to wear uniforms every single day at Breck, until
we hit 9th grade.  They were pretty simple for such a stuffy school, white
button down collared shirts, with a navy blue necktie and navy blue pants.
Us boys had it easy as compared to the girls; they had to wear those ugly
green and blue plaid skirts even in the winter.  Anybody that knows
Minnesota knows it's not a place to wear a skirt in the cold!

My parents sent me to Breck because they thought it would boost my
discipline and education.  I had only ever attended public school, so the
whole experience was pretty jarring.  After almost an entire school year at
Breck however, I felt much more relaxed and ready to learn in a place so
dedicated to education.

As I reached the math department, I made up my mind to spend the long
weekend at Daniel's.  How I was going to get through it, I had no idea.
But at least i'd be spending some time with my best friend.

Chpt. 2

I've never wanted to go to chapel so bad in my life! I spent the entire
math class thinking about Daniel.  I must have had my face scrunched up
funny in thought, or something because my teacher gave me funny looks all
class.  At least I didn't fall asleep!

Once I finally got out of math, I darted to the canteen near the entrance
of the chapel to wait for Daniel.  We always used that canteen to meet up
to go to class, it was where we first met.

"Heya, Jon!" I heard Daniel shout.  He was running towards me as the bells
tolled signaling 5 minutes until chapel started.

"Let's get in there before all the seats in the back are gone."

Daniel and I never actually paid attention in Chapel, we used our bibles to
pass notes between each other while the headmaster went on with his sermon.
We never passed notes of any substance, just lame jokes making fun of the
teachers.  We weren't really scared of getting caught, because everybody
passed notes.  Again, as usual I was distracted with thoughts of Daniel.

I had never had a sexual thought before in my entire life, and Daniel was
the one that triggered the mad and insane feelings I felt anytime I saw
him.  I realized that as I was thinking about Daniel, I got a stiffy.
Being 13, a stiffy was not uncommon, it just sucked that I was in the least
appropriate place to start jerking off.

As chapel ended, and Daniel and I got up from the pews we were sitting in,
Daniel nudged me in the side.

"Hey," said Daniel in a hushed voice; "My brother told me that my parents
are going to go to a Memorial Day barbeque alone Friday night.  We'd have
the whole house to ourselves, until they get back of course."

This got me thinking.

"What about your brother?" I asked.  Daniel's brother Jason was in the
Upper school at Breck, and was finishing 11th grade this June.  I didn't
know him all to well, because he was always at a friend's house, or busy
with school or sports any time I was over at Daniel's house.  I did know
however that he was pretty popular, just like his little brother.

"He's supposed to be watching us, or something.  But he's pretty cool,
he'll let us get away with anything!" chirped Daniel.

"I still have to ask my mom." I said.  I felt bad about lying to Daniel,
but I got so nervous, even just thinking about spending the night at his
place.

"Well, just don't take no for an answer.  It's simple, really!"

"If you only knew." I said.

As we walked to the entrance of the school to go home, we talked about our
days.  Except for getting to slap me in biology, Daniel had an okay day.  I
just couldn't wait to get home to relieve the pressure I felt in my groin.
I waddled to my bus.


Chpt. 3

As I opened the door to my house, my mom greeted me with a sour look on her
face.

"What's this about falling asleep in class?" my mom asked.

"I'm sorry mom.  But the way cells divide...or have sex...or whatever they
do doesn't really interest me!" I said gloomily.

"Too bad.  You've got to learn this stuff, Jon.  Don't tell me you expect
to do well in any of your classes with that kind of attitude?"

"No, mom."

"Just work harder.  If you need help in Biology, go see the teacher, or ask
Daniel to help you."

"Oh yea!" I shouted.

My mom jumped at the sudden change of tone.

"Daniel asked me to spend the weekend with his family.  He said he'd help
me with Biology.  Is that okay?"

"So all of a sudden you want to spend the night? What happened?" My mom
looked at me like she was looking right through me.  How did moms do that,
anyway?

"I dunno, I guess I was waiting for the right time?" I said.

"As long as you promise to get some studying done, I don't see a problem.
Did Mrs. Hardy say it was okay?"

"Maybe you should call her." I said.  Now that I thought about it, I wasn't
sure if Daniel just invited me over without asking his parents.

"I'll call her after dinner, then." my mom said.  "Go change and work on
your homework, and I'll call you when dinner's ready."

It was only 4:00 PM Plenty of time to goof off for a bit.  As I walked up
the stairs to my room, I loosened my tie and started to unbutton my shirt.
As I entered, I threw my tie on the headboard of my bed and dropped by
backpack next to my desk.  Locking the door, I looked at myself in the
mirror behind the door.  I looked under each of my armpits and said to
myself: "Damn, nothing yet."  Once I found out that guys grow hair
everywhere once they hit puberty, I searched for any signs of my maturity
on a daily basis.  All of my searches ended in nothing but bare skin so
far.  Even my arms had very little hair, just wisps of golden brown fuzz.

I took my shirt off all the way, and started unbuckling my pants.  I
started thinking about Daniel again, and I saw my stiffy tenting my pants
out slightly.  I kicked off my shoes, and pulled my pants off all the way.
I stood in front of the mirror, checking out my body just clad in socks,
and white briefs.  I didn't have a bad body, but when compared to Daniel in
his briefs, I'm sure I paled in comparison.

I gently touched my hard dick through the cotton of the briefs.  I rubbed
the head of my dick through the cotton, and through the foreskin that
covered my penis like an elephant's trunk.  I had been masturbating for
almost a year now, after I had realized excessive rubbing in my
nether-regions while in the shower produced a feeling I never felt before.
I was instantly hooked, and used my thoughts and images of Daniel in my
head as a way to get off every day.  "If only Daniel knew what I was up
too!" That thought nearly put me over the edge.  I went over to my bed and
flopped down tummy first.  I wiggled my way out of my underwear, and
started to vigorously rub my stiffy against my bed.  The faster I went, the
more the bed shook.  I took my index finger and thumb, and started rolling
the tip of my hard on in my fingers.  I was already as hard as I was gonna
get, and my foreskin just barely covered the purple head of my penis.  As I
came closer and closer to orgasm, I started to use as many fingers as I
could to wrap around my penis.  My hips started to gyrate and the beat of
my heart got faster and faster.  I buried my face in my pillows to muffle
the moans of pleasure that were escaping my lips.  I thought of Daniel.
His blue eyes, his ruffled hair, and imagined what he looked like naked.
Then I remembered the dream I had of him, of Daniel Just wrapped in a towel
rubbing me silly.  That's all it took.  As the orgasm pulsed through my
body, I rubbed harder and harder with the palm of my hand making sure I
squeezed out every bit of feeling I had inside me.

I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling, panting and coming
down from the high I just had.  As I pulled my underwear back on, I got the
familiar urge to pee and quickly pulled on a pair of sweatpants, and a
t-shirt and went to the bathroom.

The clock read 4:14 when I got back to my room, so I decided to get as much
homework done as I could before dinner.  I sat down at my desk, feeling
relieved and finally able to concentrate.  It seemed that as soon as I sat
down, mom was calling for me to come down to dinner.  I looked at my clock,
and almost an hour had passed since I sat down to do homework.  I was
nearly done with a simple English essay that was due next week.

Going down to dinner I said to myself "I'll finish it tonight, before bed."

When I entered the kitchen, my dad greeted me by ruffling my hair.

"Hey kiddo, how was school?" my dad asked.

"It was school, I guess."  I said as I straightened out my hair.  My dad
was really never interested in how I was doing in school.  It was kind of
strange actually, because my dad valued education so much in his life.  He
had his Masters degree in financial planning, or something so he was always
really busy with his clients.  This also meant he never spent that much
time at home, working mostly at his office.  My mom was quite different,
she was a professional chef and owned her own business as a caterer in the
Twin Cities.  We moved to Minnesota for her career, in New York she worked
for somebody else, and she wanted to jumpstart her own business.

"Mom says you want to hang out with Daniel over the break?"

"Yea." I said between mouthfuls of chicken.

"I guess I don't see a problem, just behave." My dad gave me a small wink.
He had such an odd sense of humor.

Dinner progressed normally, I guess.  My parents talked about their days,
occasionally asking me about school and homework.

Afterwards, my mom told me to go back to my homework while she gave
Daniel's mom a call.

"Alright, mom.  Can I play video games after?" I asked.

"Sure.  It's not a school night, so I don't see why not.  Just don't stay
up too late."

Twenty minutes later, my mom came up to my room to tell me I could stay at
Daniel's for the weekend.

"Daniel's on the phone, he wants to talk." said mom.

I took the phone, and gave my mom a quick smile and mouthed the word
"thanks" before pushing her out of my room.

"Hey, Dan." I said lying down on my bed.

"Hey man!" Daniel said excitedly, "I knew you could get your mom to agree.
What did you tell her?"

"I told her the truth.  We are gonna study a little bit, right?"

"Nah, we won't worry about Biology that much.  We've got the entire weekend
to goof off, plus Monday to do any homework."

"Sounds good to me." I said.  I quickly thought about all of the fun stuff
Daniel and I could do with an entire weekend together.

"Your mom said she would drop you off tomorrow morning, so we can have more
time to hang out."

Tomorrow was Friday, meaning that tomorrow evening would just be me, Daniel
and his big brother Jason.

"Sounds good to me.  Seeya tomorrow!" I said.

After I hang up, I went down to the living room to play some XBOX.  My
parents got it for me after years of nagging, That was the best Christmas
ever!  As I was loading up Halo 2, my dad came in asking if I finished all
my homework.

"Yea, dad.  Dan and I are gonna study over the weekend." I replied.

"Yea, right!" My dad said right back as he left the room.

After killing lots of Covenant, I decided to go get ready for bed.

"Goodnight mom!" I shouted from the top of the stairs.

"Night, Jon.  I'll take you to Daniels at 10 AM tomorrow, so you can sleep
in a little. You two probably won't get any sleep this entire weekend!"

I grinned at the thought of having non-stop fun.

Chpt. 4

I awoke the next morning not knowing what day it was.  I rolled over to
look at my clock, and read 9:03 AM.  Panicked, I jumped out of bed, and
started ripping off my pajamas and hunting for a clean shirt, and my tie.
As I was searching, I realized that I didn't have school today! With a sigh
of relief, I sat back down on my bed with my pajama top still half-on and
rubbed the sleepiness out of my eyes.

Once the panic wore off, I realized my bladder was aching, and I had a
major morning wood.  Anxious to get some relief, I ran to the bathroom in
just my underwear.  As soon as I got in the bathroom, I turned on the
shower, yanked off my undies, and got in as fast as possible.  The hot
water felt great, but not as great as getting to stay with Daniel the whole
weekend! As my hand found it's way down to my stiff four inch penis, I
fantasized about all the great things I could do while with Daniel.  His
face popped into my head, with his cute little nose, and unkept but clean
brown hair.  I imagined what his penis looked like, if it was the same as
mine, and how big it was.  As I massaged my throbbing boner, my forefinger
and thumb did their magic on my foreskin, pulling and tugging and making my
little head pop in and out.  As I got faster and faster, my breathing sped
up and I leaned against the shower wall to stable myself for what I knew
was coming.  Water was pouring down my back as my hips rocked back and
forth to the rhythm of my fingers.  The pressure in my groin was building
bigger and bigger.  A warmth started to spread from the deepest part of my
thirteen year old frame, and my balls lodged themselves into my body.  A
powerful orgasm rumbled through me as I let myself fall to the bottom of
the shower.  I sat there panting and smiling enjoying the high.  The hot
water made me start to pee, and let me tell you nothing beats a good
morning pee after an orgasm.  The yellow fluid rushed to the drain, mixing
with the water pouring down on me.  After I was finished, I decided to take
a quick shower to avoid embarrassing questions.

Once I got out, my mom shouted to me that we'd be leaving in 20 minutes,
and to not forget anything.  I hurriedly walked back to my room, wet towel
wrapped around me.  As soon as the door was closed behind me, I threw off
the towel, pulled a clean pair of briefs on and looked through my closet
for whatever I'd need over the weekend.  I decided on a red t-shirt and
shorts for the day.

As I stuffed all my needed clothes into my duffel bag, and I tried not to
think of dirty things.  I always felt guilty and shameful when I thought
about Daniel in a sexual way, and it had to stop before I got carried away.
I went back to the bathroom, and did a quick brush job on my hair.  I
lugged my bag downstairs, and my mom and I left for Daniel's house.

The trip to Daniel's was boring, and couldn't be longer.  My mom told me to
behave, and do everything that Mrs. Hardy told me.  Daniel lived on the
other side of St. Paul, so it took us almost 30 minutes to get there; and
when we finally did arrive, I was so excited that I didn't even say "'bye!"
to my mom.  By the time I reached Daniel's door, I realized I forgot and
casually waved to my mom, hoping she wouldn't see the need to get out and
lecture me more.

It worked! She just shook her head, and shouted:

"Have a good weekend! See you Monday night! And don't forget to study!!"

It didn't matter, 'cause I was already knocking on Daniel's door.

I was greeted at the door by Daniel's dad, somebody I had never met before.
His hair was pure white and spiked, and his steely blue eyes reminded me of
Daniel.

"Hello! You must be Jon.  Daniel's excited you can stay with us for the
weekend, as are both I and Mrs. Hardy."

"Hello." I said to him as he shook my hand.

"Not very talkative?"  Mr. Hardy asked.

I didn't know what to say, so I just did what I did best, and blushed.

"Alright, then.  Come on in, and you can take your stuff up to Daniel's
room.  He's upstairs on the right.  I have to get to work, so I'll see you
boys tonight before we leave."  Mr. Hardy said with a smile.

I smiled back, and ran up the stone steps with my bag.

Reaching Daniel's room, I knocked on his door.  I heard a loud thud, then
somebody running to the door.  I smiled to myself; Daniel could be clumsy
sometimes.

The door suddenly opened and Daniel popped his head out.

"Hey Jon! Sorry, I just got out of the shower." Daniel's face was flushed,
and his hair was a bit damp.  He was wearing nothing but a towel.  My loins
tingled.

"What? You have a shower in your room?" I said in disbelief.

"Sure! Check it out" Daniel replied.

I gasped as I entered his room.  It was huge!  It must have been at least
two times the size of my own room.  He had a big TV and two video game
consoles setup in the corner, and in the opposite side was his big bed(well
it was bigger than mine).  Next to the door I had just entered into was a
full bathroom, shower and everything.

"What do you think?" said Daniel, as he searched his dresser for some
clothes.

"I can't believe you have an XBOX and a Playstation 2!" I exclaimed.  "How
do you get anything done?"

"That's what moms are for.  Nagging."  Daniel grinned.  He was holding a
pair of clean underwear, and we both kind of just looked at each other, not
knowing what to do.

"Well, are you gonna watch me change, or what?"

"Oh, erm...sorry." I said turning around.

Daniel laughed at me as I heard his towel hitting the ground.

"You say sorry too much, you know that right?"

"Sorry."  I said sarcastically.

"You can turn around now." Said Daniel behind me.

Daniel was standing not four feet away from me, only in white briefs.
Every part of his body looked like perfection to me, from the slight bulge
in his crotch to his little nipples.

"Hey, you okay?" Daniel said, breaking me out of my stupor.

I nodded, and he turned to his dresser to pick out a shirt and pants.  His
butt was now staring me in the face, its round curves covered by the cotton
of his briefs slowly turned my penis into a raging boner.  I went over and
sat on his large bed and tried to think of my Grandma.

"So what do you wanna do today?" Daniel asked, as he pulled a gray t-shirt
over his head.

"You've got a swimming pool, right?"

"It's still too cold outside to swim.  And besides, we don't fill the pool
`till June."

I caught myself staring again, as Daniel pulled on a pair of green cargo
pants.  As my great view of his butt disappeared, he spun around nearly
falling down.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, right?"

I completely forgot to eat anything that morning.  While my mom was a
professional chef, she rarely had time to make anything special for us,
unless she was testing out a new dish.

"I'm starving." I said as my stomach gave a little grumble.

"Follow me." Daniel said as he led the way out of his room.

As we were walking out, he quickly pointed to all the doors down the
hallway.

"My brother and I share the bathroom, he's the next door on the right.
There's an office on the left for my dad, and my parents have the entire
third floor."

We walked back down the same stone steps into the foyer, Daniel leading me
to the right into the kitchen.

"I'll show you the rest later.  I need something to eat!"

Daniel went over to one of the cupboards and pulled down a box of Fruit
Loops.

"Cereal okay?" Daniel pulled out two bowls from a second cupboard and got
spoons from a drawer.

"Sounds good to me."  I said as I went to the fridge.  As with everything
in Daniel's house, his fridge was huge.  Finding the milk, I turned to hand
it to Daniel but he was little closer than I thought and I ended up
smashing the jug into his stomach.  Winded, Daniel fell to the floor
hiccoughing and giggling.

I immediately got down to his level and started asking if he was all right.

"I'm fine, just give me a second." Daniel managed to choke out.

"I'm so sorry! I thought you had the bowls and cereal on the other side of
the kitchen!"  I said.

"Hah, you're sorry.  What else is new?" said Daniel, getting up from the
floor.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?"

"Yeah.  Just grab the milk, and be careful where you aim, okay?" Daniel
said sarcastically, getting the bowls he left on the counter.

We both sat down across from each other, each of us pouring a big bowl of
sugary goodness.  We talked about what we would do during the day while we
ate, and figured we'd just stay at home playing video games.  It looked
like rain outside, so any options to leave the house were null.

While we were eating and talking, my foot accidentally hit Daniel's foot.
Not missing a beat, Daniel gently kicked me back.  Thus started a battle of
will, seeing who could actually touch somebody's foot.  It didn't turn
sexual for me until Daniel actually started rubbing his foot on my leg.

"Now you've got my foot fungus, hope you're happy." Daniel giggled.

"Whatever, man." I said, rubbing his leg right back.  It was like a bolt of
electricity when Daniel rubbed me with his foot; it felt even better
rubbing his leg for a second time.  This time was different though, as soon
as I stopped, Daniel did nothing back to me.  His face flushed, and he
looked embarrassed.

"I think I'm done eating." Said Daniel weakly, looking down.

"What?" I said.  "You hardly ate anything."

Daniel tried to hide his face with the cereal box that was between us.

"Why did you rub me with your foot like that?" Asked Daniel, not moving.

My heart jumped into my throat, and a squelching noise came out of my mouth
when I tried to answer him.  "Did Daniel just catch me?" I wondered.

"'Cause you rubbed me with yours." I said, blushing.

Both of us were blushing now, not knowing what to say.

"Listen, I think I'm gonna go put the dishes away." I stammered, taking the
initiative and ending the awkward silence.  As I grabbed my bowl and turned
to go to the sink, Daniel suddenly got up and ran out of the room shouting,
"Thanks."

I didn't know what to do.  It was obvious to me that I had just blown my
cover with Daniel.  He knew my rubbing his leg back was more than just
screwing around.  As I dumped the cereal I hadn't finished into the sink, I
decided to play it safe, and not go with my emotions anymore.  I had a
whole weekend with Daniel, and I wasn't about to screw it up by making him
feel uncomfortable.  I finished cleaning up, and made my way up to his
room.

Daniel's door was closed, so I knocked lightly.  No response.  I knocked a
little harder.  Still nothing.

"Hey Dan, listen, I'm sorry if I made you feel weird." I said through the
door.  Still no reply.

I waited a few seconds, and then I tried opening the door.  It wasn't
locked, so I opened the door a crack, only to find an empty room.

"Daniel?" I said, opening the door fully.

The bathroom door was closed, so I assumed he was using the bathroom, or
brushing his teeth.  I realized at that moment that I needed to brush my
teeth too, so grabbing my overnight bag I sat down on Daniel's bed to
search for my toothbrush.

As I was searching, I heard faint talking coming from the beyond the
bathroom.  I slowly walked up to the bathroom door, and put my ear up
against it.

"You're thinking too much again."  Said a muffled voice.  It was too low to
be Daniel's.

"Whatever.  Jon is different.  I don't know how to explain it, but he's
different."

"Whatever you say `bro.  Just don't get carried away, don't tell him more
than you think you need to." Said the lower, deeper voice.

The voices got softer, so I strained my ears to listen in even more.  I
knew it was wrong to listen in, but my curiosity was stronger than my
willpower.

"...love you though." Is all I could catch from the deeper voice.

I heard Daniel giggle, then a door opening.  I ran as fast as I could back
to Daniel's bed, and sat down acting as if I was still looking for my
toothbrush.  As Daniel opened the bathroom door, he looked happy and
content.  As soon as he saw me on his bed, the smile disappeared and he
turned red again.

"Thanks for clearing the dishes.  Sorry I ran off like that, I really had
to use the bathroom."

"No problem.  Mind if I brush my teeth?" I asked.

"Nope! Your breath reeks, so you better brush good."  Daniel said,
obviously in a better mood.

"Hey, wanna meet my brother?" Daniel asked, pointing his thumb back to the
bathroom.

"Sure." I said as Daniel led the way back through the bathroom.

"He goes to Breck too, you'll recognize him."

Daniel knocked on the door that led from the shared bathroom to his
brother's room.

"Come in."  Said that deeper voice.

When Daniel opened the door, it was like seeing an older version of Dan in
the bed.  Jason was just laying there, and it looked like he was naked.
The only way I can describe his body is "hard".  He was hard as a rock!
From his arms that looked like they could do some real damage, to the pecs
and abs on his torso that bulged and flexed every time he took a breath;
Jason was the perfect model of a young man.

"Hey, man.  Nice to not have school on a Friday, huh?"  Jason said to me.

"Uh, yea, I guess."  I stammered.  I didn't know if Jason knew he was
naked, or what because he didn't seem to care.

Suddenly, Jason sat up and threw the covers off of his body.  When he got
out of bed, I saw that he was wearing boxers.  A little disappointed, I
still stared at the contours of his meaty body as he stretched and yawned.

"What are you guys up to today?" asked Jason.

"It's raining outside, so we're not gonna go anywhere.  Unless you wanna
drive us somewhere?"

"It's raining?" Jason asked looking disappointed.  "I was supposed to have
a game today."

"Well, call your coach, and see if it's been canceled.  Then you can take
us to a movie, or something!" said Daniel.

"We'll see.  I'm going to take a shower, you guys can go watch TV or
something."

"Alright.  C'mon, Jon.  You can use the downstairs bathroom, then I'll show
you the rest of the house."  Daniel said, opening Jason's door to the hall.
As I followed behind him, I got a great view of his butt.  His cotton
t-shirt had ridden up and placed itself at the waist of his pants, so the
view was clear, and I felt my penis growing in my shorts.

"Gah!" I thought to myself.  "I can't keep thinking dirty things!"  I tried
to clear my mind as I caught up to Daniel.

"You can brush your teeth in the rec room bathroom.  I'll load up some
Halo, or something."

Daniel led the way down those same stone steps, but went to the left this
time and opened up another door that led further down.  When we reached the
bottom, I couldn't believe my eyes.  Not only was this a rec room, it
looked like a whole other house.  The stairs led into a big open room, with
a pool table in the middle.  On the far side was a big screen TV, with a
big leather couch facing it.  A whole bookshelf was devoted to electronics,
from video game consoles to audio equipment.

"Bathroom's the door on the right over there." Daniel pointed, grinning at
the look on my face.  "Don't take to long, I wanna see if you're as good at
Halo as you claim to be."

I went off to the bathroom to quickly brush my teeth.  Once done, I left my
stuff in the bathroom and came back to the rec room to see Daniel already
playing a level.

"I'm gonna kick your ass, punk." I said confidently, picking up a
controller and flopping down next to my best friend.

"We'll see about that."

We sat and played Halo for at least 30 minutes, each winning a round.  It
turned out we were both equally as good, and were both very intensely into
the game.  Jason eventually came down to tell us he had some errands to
run, and that his baseball game was canceled.

"If you really want, I'll take you to a movie.  You guys think you can
handle being on your own for a few hours?"

"Yea yea yea." Said Daniel, as Jason left the room.

After an hour of Halo, and no clear winner, we both decided we had enough.

"Wanna see what's on TV?" asked Daniel.

"Sure." I said, happy to take a break from our intense gaming session.

Nothing was really on TV during the day, so we ended up just talking about
school and stuff.  Once we ran out of stuff to talk about, we sat in
silence as we watched some random show about sports cars.

Daniel looked like he wanted to say something the whole time, and I
suspected what it might be.

Finally, he spoke up.

"So, I uh...yea, sorry about running off during breakfast." He said.

"When you gotta go, you gotta go.  Right?" I asked, giving him a chance to
claim a bathroom break.  "Well, actually..." Daniel started.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." I said.

Daniel didn't say anything back, so we sat in silence once again.

"Do you masturbate ever?" Daniel suddenly asked.

I suddenly recalled the masturbation session I had that morning, in the
shower.

"Yea, sometimes."

"Whaddya mean sometimes?"

"I just mean I do it sometimes."

"Oh." Said Daniel.

More silence.

"Can you shoot yet?"

Can I shoot yet? What kind of question was that?  Was he talking about
Halo?

"Uh, what do you mean, shoot?"  I asked, not knowing at all what he was
talking about.

"You know, make sperm come out when you jack off."

It suddenly hit me.  I connected the dots in my head, and realized where
sperm came from.  Going to Breck meant no sex education, which meant
figuring out a lot of stuff on my own.  I knew guys helped create babies,
and that sperm came from guys, but I always assumed that sperm was just the
adult word for pee.

"I guess I can't shoot then.  I don't have any sperm when I jack off." I
said to Daniel, suddenly worried.  What if I didn't have sperm?  Did all
guys have sperm?

"Oh! Don't worry, I only started shooting a few months ago.  It's something
that just happens, when your body is ready.  Jason told me that."  Daniel
replied.

Relieved, I gave a sigh.

"I don't have any siblings to help me figure stuff like that out." I said.
"And I don't want to ask my parents about that kind of stuff, that's just
weird."

Daniel laughed.  "Well, now you know.  Just don't freak out when white
stuff starts coming out of your dick."  "Sperm is white?"  I asked.

"You don't know anything, huh?" Daniel said, in a genuine tone.

"Nope.  Like I said, no siblings."

Daniel blushed, and said "You know when you're rubbing your dick, and you
get all those good feelings, and it feels like you have to pee?  That's
when the sperm is gonna come out.  Just let it.

"I always have the urge to pee, right after I masturbate."  I replied.

"Yea! That's it.  Just let it go."

"Cool."  I said, not really knowing what to say next.  I really wanted to
try masturbating again, just to see if I could get to the point where I
could shoot.

Taking the conversation a step further, I asked Daniel if he masturbated
already today.

"Nah, I haven't yet.  I usually do it at night, when everybody's asleep.
How about you?"

"Yea, I usually have a go in the shower, all the hot water helps." I said,
with a little smile.

"Do you want to see what sperm looks like?" Daniel asked, hesitantly.

I couldn't believe my ears.  Surely, Daniel wasn't asking me if I wanted to
see him jack off.  This was too much.  I decided to take my risk, and run
with it.

"What, do you wanna show me your sperm?"  I kinda laughed out.  What I just
said sounded pretty funny, and I never thought I'd ask another guy a
question like that.

"Why not.  We're both guys, right?  You don't have to show me anything, if
you don't want." Daniel said, sensing my apprehension.

"C'mon.  We'll go up to my room, and talk more."  Daniel declared, as he
got up from the couch and headed towards the stairs.

Realizing this might be my only chance to see Daniel naked, let alone
jacking off, I shook the haze from my head and quickly got up and followed
Daniel.  Once I stood up, I realized how excited I had gotten during our
little talk, and my dick made a slight tent in my shorts.  Thankfully,
Daniel was ahead of me on the stairs, and wasn't looking back.

He led the way back up the two flights of steps and into his room.  After
locking his door, he went and sat on his bed.

"Do me a favor, and lock the bathroom door?" Daniel asked.  I went over,
and locked the door.

Daniel patted the space next to him, indicating for me to sit.

"If you don't like this, just tell me to stop, okay?  Daniel said as I sat
down on his big soft bed.

"Alright."

"I guess you liked talking about jerking off?" Daniel was looking at the
tent formed in my shorts, and gave a slight grin.

I blushed, and put my hands in my lap.

"Don't worry, I wont tell anybody."

Daniel lay back on his bed, and lifted up his shirt.  His smooth belly was
exposed to me, and his belly button protruded from his soft looking skin.
He quickly unbuttoned his pants, lifted his hips, and slid his underwear
and cargo pants down in one swift motion.  He was everything I expected him
to be, pure perfection.  His erect penis was bigger than mine, not by very
much though.  He didn't have skin covering his penis like I did, and his
head was more pink than purple like mine.  He even some little black hairs
around his balls, and the balls were darker than mine.

Suddenly, Daniel spit into his hand.  He gripped his hard penis, all five
inches, and started to pump up and down.  I watched as Daniel gyrated his
hips with the motions of his hand, and listened to the moans that were
coming from his mouth.  I was still sitting on the side of his bed, and I
myself started to rub my stiffy with the palm of my hand.  Even though
Daniel's eyes were closed, I was still embarrassed to pull down my shorts.
I continued to watch Daniel, as he got faster and faster.  He had a rhythm
to his pumping, and I tried to match him.  I realized I was going to
climax, so I stopped rubbing.  I focused my attention on Daniel, as he
pumped harder, and faster.  His moaning sped up too, and the head of his
dick started to visibly pulsate.  Daniel stopped pumping, and squeezed his
dick and bucked his hips.  Pearly white sperm shot out and up from his
dick, arched and landed on his tummy.  A second load shot up, but not as
high, and not as much, and finally a third load oozed out of the tip of his
penis.

Panting, Daniel lay on his bed obviously physically spent.  He opened his
eyes, and gathered some of the sperm on his finger.

"See? That's sperm.  Smells kinda like bleach...and it's sticky."  He
reached out his hand towards me, inviting me to touch his sperm.  I reached
out with my own hand, and felt the goopy substance.  Touching his sperm
really turned me on, and my little dick begged to be touched.

"Phew! I'm always a little tired after doing that."  Daniel brought his
hand back, and pulled a tissue out of the tissue box that was on his
nightstand.  As he wiped up the sperm all over his body, he looked at me,
and asked if I was okay.

"Yea, I'm fine.  I don't think I can shoot, though."

"Go ahead and try!"

"I dunno.  I've never masturbated in front of anybody before."

"Well what are you doing now, then?"  Daniel asked, looking at my hand that
was gently rubbing my crotch.

I instantly blushed.  I didn't even realize I had started playing with
myself, but I was.  And I couldn't stop! Seeing my crush jack off in front
of me had me so incredibly horny, I just didn't want that feeling to end.
I reached into my shorts, and into my underwear and started to use the same
motions I had just seen Daniel use.  I felt kind of wet down there, and
apparently I was visibly wet.

"Don't worry about that stuff, it's just precum.  It cleans out your
pipes."

Pleasure streaked up and down my body as I lay back next to Daniel on his
bed.  My hips started to gyrate, just like Daniel's.  As my rhythm
increased, I got that familiar feeling of pure ecstasy and the urge to pee.

"I have to pee!" I shouted, starting to get up.

"No! Keep going!" Daniel said right back, pushing me back onto the bed.

I went for it. I closed my eyes, and I pumped as hard as I could in my
pants, and I felt the head of my dick pulse just like Daniel's did.  I felt
a hot rush of liquid pour out of my dick.  But it wasn't the same kind of
liquid I felt on Daniel's fingers, it was more...well, liquidy.

"Ahh." I heard Daniel say.  "I guess you can't shoot yet."

I opened my eyes, and looked down at my shorts.  I was covered in my own
pee!

TBC...