Date: Sun, 3 May 2020 15:17:47 +0000 (UTC) From: Sam Peters Subject: My Early Love Part 2 - Gay - Young Friends DISCLAIMER This story contains sex scenes between a minor and another teenager. If this bothers you, please don't read any further. Nifty is great, so why not give a donation. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This is the first story I have written, any feedback or comments would be lovely. sam.peters100@yahoo.co.uk. My Early Love Part 2 Nicky sleep twitched, his body jolting against mine before falling calmly back into sleep. We had allowed ourselves to rest right after cumming, not even cleaning up the cum that was now drying on our bodies. Nicky had drifted off in my arms. To be fair, it was mainly my cum, and mainly on his body, but as we snuggled it transferred itself messily to me too. I had stayed awake, content, but worried. I was, to be honest, worried about my not being at all worried. I should have perhaps felt guilty, or ashamed at what we had done, but I didn't, I had loved it, and I was sure that Nicky had too. I wasn't even worried we would be found out, somehow just imagining it would all work out somehow. His gentle slow breathing against my cheek as he dozed was reassuring and comforting. I knew that I wanted to be close to Nicky again, and not just for the sex stuff. Eventually Nicky shifted, and I could tell he was awake fully this time. `You ok little guy?' I said `Yeah, I think so. I'm comfy though!' and he stretched his arms around me in a hug. I held him to me, and kissed him on the cheek. He blushed a little, but smiled as he looked at me. `Eugh.' I realised that our cum had gone cold and sticky between us, not the nicest thing. `Let's get in the shower' I continued with a grin. We left his room and went across the landing, thinking to myself how easy it already felt being naked around him, no sense of anything strange or awkward between us. As he walked in front of me to the bathroom, I saw his bum, smooth and pale, little dimples appearing and disappearing as he moved. I wanted to touch him. I hoped there would be time for more, I knew we still had a good few hours until Nicky's mum brought Jason back, but I didn't want to push anything either, happy to just spend time together. I laughed as I saw him hop quickly forward as some cum was dripping fairly quickly down the inside of his leg, not wanting to get it on the landing carpet. Once in the bathroom we got in the shower together, but it wasn't sexual. If anything it was fun, making a bit of a mess and joking around. We cleaned ourselves off, and had a quick wash. He did briefly put his hand on my penis, and giggle a bit, but it was light hearted as opposed to sexual. `I need to pee' he said. `So just go' I laughed. He stood and aimed against the wall of the shower, and I quickly joined him. I often need to pee after cumming, I figured he was the same. I started to go first, but soon we were both splashing the wall with our pee. He was laughing so hard at the naughtiness of it that he almost stopped peeing, his stream slowing and then re-starting a couple of times, his tummy flexing as he laughed. To be fair, it was infectious and I was laughing too; two naughty boys peeing in the shower. Once dried and back in the clothes we had left on his bedroom floor we went downstairs, gathering up the chocolate bars that had been intended for Jason, and sat on the sofa together, Nicky getting the remote. `What do you wanna watch Tom?' he asked me. I wasn't particularly fussed. I knew he loved the films me and Jason would watch, but that he was never allowed to. `Terminator 2?' I said grinning back. `Only if you want though . . .' `Ah can we? That'd be awesome!' He ran up, got the DVD from Jason's room and was back in no time. Setting down next to me we quickly got into both the film and the chocolate bars. It was nice sitting next to him. I got for the first time that feeling you get when you are doing something with someone you care about. Even if it is something as common as watching a film. The now empty chocolate wrappers on the floor, Nicky was sat with his knees up and feet tucked up under his bum on the edge of the sofa, his bare feet just over the edge. He made a face as on screen the T-1000 stabbed John Connors dad through the milk carton. `That is grim!' he said, clearly loving the film. I remembered vividly the first time watching this film, and others like it, and felt glad I could give Nicky the same experience. `Yeah it's pretty good right? The whole film just keeps getting better. Maybe we'll watch the first one too sometime, but it's not quite as good' I replied. `Do you think we can? Watch more films together, I mean?' I could tell there was more to the question than films. `Yeah, I really hope so, I mean, I'll always try and be the one to babysit you and stuff, and we can try and play in the park sometimes too.' He hummed non-committedly, before his eyes went back to the screen. I wasn't sure he liked being reminded he was 10 to my 15 years old. I also knew that anything we did had to be a secret, and as kids we weren't in control of our time or our lives. I wasn't sure what to do. I wanted to tell him it would all be ok. Nicky's hand that was closest to me was by his side near the remote as he sat on the sofa. I inched my own over towards his very slowly, keeping my eyes on the film. I'd never held hands with anyone before, I wasn't sure if it was right to do or not. He was looking pretty intently at the TV, so I inched my little finger towards his, until our fingers touched. He flinched a little, looking suddenly down at our hands, as though a tiny electric shock had touched his hand. `Sorry' I said. Saying nothing he put his hand back where it was. The only difference being we were both watching our hands now, and not the TV. I put my fingertips so that they were touching his before gently laying them on top. His hand was completely still beneath mine. I gently stroked the top of his fingers, my index finger tracing a line from his knuckles to the tip of his thumb and back again. Then I took his hand in mine, and held it. Responding, he turned his palm, and we interlocked our fingers. We sat like that, until I felt I had to hold him, to be close to him. Before I could move though, he let go of my hand, and turning to face me he jumped up on the seat of the sofa, before kneeling with his body towards me. Like that his head was actually higher than mine was. Smiling at me, he placed his hands on my shoulder, and leant down, kissing me high up on the cheek. He looked me in the eyes as though to check it was ok, so I moved my face a tiny bit closer to his, and we kissed, his lips on mine. His lips were soft, and it was the most intimate thing I had ever experienced to be kissed like that. I put my arms around him and pulled him around so that he was lying with his back in my lap. He leaned up to kiss, me, but realised he now couldn't reach. He tried and failed again, before making a mock angry face, pouting his lips. I couldn't help but laugh, he was so cute. I put my hands on his hands, and we played with each other's fingers, caressing each other, as well as tickling each other's palms. I half stood then rearranged myself to be lying down on the sofa, with Nicky lying in front of me on his back, me on my side facing him. Holding his hand again it was easy to kiss him. He snuggled his body closer to mine and we lay there, feeling each other breathe, holding each other and touching. The film was forgotten. I put my hand under his tracksuit top, and felt his smooth tummy, running my finger from his belly button to the waistband of his tracksuit bottoms. `My willy is hard again' he breathed next to my ear. There was laughter in his voice, and it was true there was a giddiness to what we were doing, gleefully naughty and we both knew it. `Mine too' I nudged his leg with my erection through our clothes. He put his arms around me and held my tight in a hug, before pulling his arms back and laying them across his chest. Looking up at me he had the cheekiest grin on his face I had ever seen. `Would you like me to play with it?' I said, barely able to keep a straight face. He just grinned wider, and nodded. I put my hand on his leg, the heat of his body radiating through his clothes as we lay together. I stroked the inside of his thigh, felt through the material the bulge of his balls and penis. I lay my palm on them, and I could feel him deliberately twitch his penis against it, silently urging me on. I lowered both his tracksuit bottoms and pants at the same time, leaving them halfway down his thighs, his bare pubic mound and rigid penis out in the open. I would love to say I hoped we wouldn't get walked in on, but I'd forgotten everything except what was happening. I put my hand on his penis, which I'm sure was large for a boy his age. Maybe not in length, but in thickness. As I closed my fingers around him, he breathed out a long breath through his nose, and I saw his tummy flex. I began to gently move his foreskin back and forth, taking my time, enjoying it probably as much as he was, if not more. You could just see the redness of his head poke through as I moved his foreskin back at the end of each stroke. He moved one of his hands to put in mine, our fingers closing over each other. I moved from playing with him to openly masturbating him, my movements quicker and just a little firmer. I could feel his breathing, and I kissed him lightly on the forehead, his attention totally on what I was doing to his willy. `Tom, is it ok if I think I'm cumming?' he said quietly, and breathlessly. `Yeah, of course, you can cum whenever you want, just enjoy it' I replied. He must have been closer than I realised, because no sooner had I said that his toes flexed away from him, his body rigid, his breathing paused, and a single thin shot of clear cum erupted from inside his foreskin, landing on his tracksuit top right where his belly button would be, leaving a little trail to his pubic mound. His penis was now twitching in my hand as I continued stroking him, with only a few more wet hiccups of clear cum running out over my fingers and down his penis. `Woooahh' He let out a huge breath. `That was amazing, did you see! I actually squirted it this time, I've never done that before!' He said, obviously over the moon with himself. `Yeah I did! To be honest I think it looks really cool when guys shoot cum' I said. And it was true, I did. `It felt amazing too' he said `I like the way you do it for me.' `I like doing it for you' I answered. `Do you want to cum too?' He asked me, lying looking up at me, his cheeks red from the orgasm I had just given him. `Yes please!' I laughed. To be honest I had nearly just cum in my pants while I was touching Nicky, but had not quite got there, which I was glad about now. `Can you take your top off?' I said. He went up on one elbow, pulling off his top, before lying back down, his slender body next to me. I kissed him on the chest, just lightly, before throwing his top to the floor and undoing my jeans. I kicked them off completely, but wasn't sure how it was going to work best. Having an idea I leant over Nicky, moving until I was kneeling over him, with my knees either side of him, half sitting on his legs. `Can you do it for me?' I asked him. In fact he had already been reaching his hand forward towards me, his other hand resting on his chest. I could feel his still hard penis nudging the underside of my balls, leaving a trace of sticky wetness there. He held my penis in his small hand, his fingers circling around it, just behind my head. As he closed his fingers around me, I felt myself twitch, and I watched as a string of precum left my penis and dripped onto his lower tummy. `Wow' he breathed. As his fingers explored my now wet foreskin, I said `Is it ok like this?' `Sure' He said not taking his eyes off my penis in his hand. I hoped he understood I was trying to say I was going to make a mess, and that I wouldn't be long either. I put my hands so that they were resting on his hips. My fingers feeling his soft smooth skin. His hand was working my penis, copying what I had just done to him, moving the skin back and forth. He did it so lightly, like I would never do, yet if anything it was making me harder and bringing me closer to cumming than if I was doing it myself. He was watching closely, his soft brown hair splayed around his head as he rested it against the arm of the sofa, his lips a little pinker than normal from when we had been kissing. My foreskin was making small wet noises as it went back and forth in Nicky's soft hand. Lying there underneath me he looked so beautiful, I briefly felt weird being above him like that, but he was such a beautiful sight, and I knew I was too close to stop. Being naughty with Nicky like this was something I knew I would never not want to do. I could feel my orgasm starting in my balls and at the base of my penis. I felt Nicky push his hips a little, nudging his penis into the back of my balls. I was going to cum on him, I just didn't know whether to say anything. But somehow Nicky knew, his hand ever so slightly firmer on my penis. I let it happen. I came, my penis erupting in his hand as my orgasm hit. I shot my cum over Nicky, my first shot hitting him under the chin and on his neck, leaving a streak across his chest. I do usually shoot a lot, but this was more. He kept holding my dick, my foreskin partially back as squirt after squirt left me, streaking his chest and tummy. It was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had, only made more intense by Nicky seeing me cum so openly over him, his hand doing it for me. His smooth young body was a mess, the last squirts falling onto his bare pubic mound, dripping from the wrist of the hand that held me. My face must have been red from the intensity, and I was breathing hard. I sat back on his legs and put my hands on his arms. `God Nicky, I'm sorry' I said, truly worried he would be freaked out. He looked up, surprised. `How come?' he said? `Cos I made a mess, you know, on you, and stuff' I said a bit quieter. `Well, yeah, that was the idea, right. And you did it before too, upstairs remember' he giggled. His hand hadn't yet left my slightly softening penis, his fingers playing with and exploring my sticky foreskin. `And I like it' he followed. `You sure?' I asked. `Yeah you don't need to keep asking!' he laughed. `I told you I like this' His other hand was now exploring the cum on his tummy, a little smile on his face, running his finger in circles through the little puddles. `Well I really liked it too. And I mean really really' I said starting to laugh. `But you are dripping, let me sort you out!' We got him to the kitchen, leaning comically backwards to stop the cum dripping onto the floor, and wiped him down and threw away the evidence. After which, we sat and rewound the film to where we had last seen it, and were sat there finishing it, the picture of innocence, when Jason and his mum got back to the house. It was a while then before I was able to see Nicky again. I missed him. I would masturbate often over the memories, even getting distracted in class and cumming under the desk into my pants. I would think of him especially as I fell asleep at night. It was a full month later that I was allowed another sleep over at Jason's. My parents were traditional and quite strict, so the chances to be away weren't many. I had a good night, especially once I realised that Nicky couldn't join us and so just let myself enjoy being with my best friend. There was never any awkwardness with me and Jason like I have sometimes with other people, and I have always felt very comfortable hanging out with him. We played games, chatted, took the piss, and finished up with a film. After lights out was usual too, talking for a while before drifting off, him in his bed, me in my sleeping bag on the floor. Some of my favourite ever nights were spent like this. Later, listening to Jason's regular breathing, I knew he was asleep. I thought back to the time I had first seen Nicky's penis, in the loo, just down the hall. It was difficult knowing he was so close, yet also that I couldn't be with him. I gently played with myself, just lightly rubbing up and down the shaft of my penis and fingering my foreskin through the material. I had a thought, and wondered if I should risk it. I was sure Jason was asleep, and hoped his parents were too. It was late by now after all. I unzipped my sleeping bag as quietly as I could manage, ever so slowly getting out of it sideways onto the floor. I checked Jason was still sleeping, and was relieved to hear the same steady pattern of his breathing. Opening and closing his door as carefully and quietly as possible, I tiptoed down the landing to Nicky's bedroom door. I paused before his door, but only briefly. I needed to see him. Going in as noiselessly as I could, I stopped by his bed. I could see him there under the covers, fast asleep, his face beautiful in the pale yellow of his nightlight. I lifted the corner of his duvet and climbed in next to him, shuffling up so that I was spooning him from the side. He awoke with a start, jumping, and opened his eyes wide at me. `Hey! Shhh!' I whispered at him, grinning. He calmed immediately. He rested his forehead on my shoulder. `You woke me up. I only just fell asleep. I thought I wouldn't be able to see you this time. I've been to the loo five times so far in case you went' He said. `I didn't think of that' it was true I could have snuck in there with him. I hadn't though, and I was kicking myself now. `Never mind' he said, snuggling in close to me. He was in his matching pyjamas again, and his body was soft and warm to the touch. His hand was resting on my penis through my pants, a wet spot already forming at its tip. I realised I must have walked all the way here with a massive tent in my pants. Thank goodness his parents were asleep. I hugged him back, and kissed his neck. `I can't stay all night, just in case, but I can stay for a bit, I think' I said. `Well maybe I won't let you go' he said with a smile, and climbed on me, lying on top of me with his legs on mine too. The weight of him felt nice. `I don't think we should be naughty, just in case we get caught or anything, we don't have the house to ourselves this time' I said quietly. He put his head up close to mine. `But I want to be naughty!' He whispered. `Come on, let's just cuddle for a bit' I laughed. I pulled the duvet up over us both. I held him with my arms around his back, his hands under my shoulders, and we lay there together for a while before he lifted his face. Kissing him in the dim light I felt his soft lips on mine, the warmth of his body on top of me, the feeling of his chest rising and falling against me. I could even feel his heart beating in his chest, and I'm sure he could feel mine. I could also feel his penis pressed against mine. He started to hump a little, grinding it into me. `Come on, stop' I said quietly, with no real conviction. Nicky didn't even bother to respond, just continued to gently hump on me. It felt nice to me too. I was amazed actually how good this felt, my penis responding, squashed between our pubic mounds. I didn't know what this was, and I'm sure Nicky didn't either, it just came naturally to our two bodies to do this with each other. Returning to our kiss I slid one hand down to his bum, and left it there, gently encouraging his movements. Luckily he had a solid bed, and the only sound was a gentle rustling of his duvet as he moved on me. It felt amazing having him move like that against me, being so full of intimacy too. Nicky was the first experience of anything sexual for me, and this felt like how I imagined sex did, the closeness of our bodies, the closeness of our breathing. I looked up at him and saw his eyes closed, his mouth slightly open, waiting for me to kiss him again. His movements were becoming more urgent, his body more tense. I had opened my legs to let his sit just inside mine, allowing our pubic areas better contact. I could feel our thighs rubbing together, his body moving on top of me, pushing into me. `Tom' He whispered, his arms tight around me. `Keep going' I answered. I wanted to wait for him to cum, but it turned out I didn't have a choice. I had been pushing gently back up at Nicky with my hips, and I suddenly felt my penis begin to shoot, squashed between us. I filled my pants with my cum, my orgasm almost overwhelming whilst trying not to make a noise, my head now raised up and in the crook of Nicky's neck. I felt Nicky slow ever so slightly, feeling me cum underneath him, my penis still pulsing with the last of my sperm. `Don't stop' I breathed. Moving if anything even quicker now he humped on me, jerking his body to his climax. I held him to me, and kissed his face, and his neck, my arms around him. Letting out a long breath he went stiff in my arms, his legs pressed against mine, the only movement I could feel was his penis twitching in his pyjamas next to my own. It's funny how already I was beginning to recognise what his orgasms felt like. Eventually he relaxed, resting his head on my shoulder. We stayed that way, silently, for what seemed like an age. I felt something on my neck, and realised he was flicking his tongue out and licking me. `I said no naughtiness!' I whispered at him. `Whatever' he answered, and kissed me. `I bet you made a mess in your pants' I felt his chest moving as he giggled. `Silly boy' I answered, pushing him off me. `I know' He responded. We smiled at each other in the dim light, both aware of how great this was. I knew I had to sneak back to Jason's room soon though, and said so. `Ok' Nicky said, pulling the duvet around him as I slid out from the bed. Tiptoeing over and opening the door, Nicky put his head up from the bed. `Tom' he whispered. `Yes' I said stopping in the open doorway. `I love you' I didn't know what to say, or do. I had no courage to answer. I let myself lose eye contact with Nicky and continued out of the room, closing the door behind me. Half way to Jason's room, I stopped, a lump of nervousness in my throat. Sneaking back the way I had come I opened Nicky's door again. Seeing his head pop up again from out of the duvet, I said `You too' Lying once again back in my sleeping bag I realised Nicky had been right. I had indeed made a right mess in my pants.