Date: Wed, 19 May 2021 21:59:09 +0000 (UTC)
From: Sam Peters <sam.peters100@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Early Love Part 7 - Gay - Young Friends

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Chapter 7

I was content, lying naked on the bed looking up at the wooden beams lining
the ceiling of the villa. Next to me was the naked form of the boy I
loved. I had woken a little before him, happy to simply lie there and think
of the night before, but could now see him stirring, his back stretching
out

`Morning'

`Morning Tom' he said without opening his eyes.

He rolled over, shifting down the bed a little, and moved so that his head
was resting on my tummy, his hand on my penis. Gripping me lightly he began
to masturbate me, the already hot morning sun streaming through the
windows. I ran my fingers through his hair, letting him do it to me. I
always liked to cum first thing in the morning before getting out of bed,
but I rarely got the chance. I laid my hand on his neck.

`Cum like this?' Nicky said, and I just squeezed lightly in confirmation.

I lay there and enjoyed the heat of our naked bodies touching, his torso
resting against my hip as he lay his head on my tummy. Although I couldn't
see his face I was sure he was watching intently as he wanked me. He fell
into the now familiar rhythm, taking his time. I ran my fingers up and down
his spine, my other feeling the earlobe and cheek that wasn't pressed to my
tummy. All too soon I felt my balls tighten. Nicky made a quiet exclamation
as I felt a large amount of precum leave me, to surely now be running over
his fingers. He took his other hand and rested it softly on my balls, and
the extra contact put me over the edge. I ejaculated strongly, my semen
hitting Nicky in the face multiple times, before slowing to throb and pulse
the last out over his hand and my tummy.

Nicky sat up, sitting astride my legs, his face and neck dripping with my
cum. I smiled. He leant down and kissed me, his lips messy against mine. It
was hot though, kissing him with my cum on his face and mouth. I licked
some from around his mouth, and we tasted it together.

He swung off my legs, and knelt by my side, looking at me. I shuffled down
the bed a little, and pulled at his leg, holding his hips, until I had
manoeuvred him so that he knelt over my head, one knee either side of me,
facing down my body. As I looked up I could see between his legs, and
pulled on his hips, so that he was all but sitting on my face. I kissed his
smooth and hairless hole, eliciting a small moan from Nicky. I began to
lick him, and was aware of his jerky movements as he began to masturbate
himself. I felt his upper legs with my hands, his soft skin warm to the
touch. My tongue explored from his balls to his bum crack, taking my time
to really relish licking the pink wrinkled skin around his ring. I could
feel his thighs flexing on either side of my head, his buttocks clenching
as he enjoyed what I was doing to him.

Only a short time later he moved his bum back on the bed a couple of
inches, leaving his balls touching my forehead, his hand flashing on his
penis only inches above my face. It was an incredible view, this young boys
body above me, and about to make himself cum over me. This boy that I
adored. He put his free hand against my cheek and I could see he was
looking down at me. I flexed my penis, making it jump. He saw, and grinned
back at me, before closing his eyes in concentration.

The first two shots flew over my face to land on my chest and neck, but, as
Nicky came, his body frozen above me, his legs twitching against the sides
of my head, I watched as only centimetres above me, his sperm ejaculated
onto my face. I could see it squirt from his foreskin as he held it
partially back, and felt it wetly splash over my nose, mouth, and chin. I
titled my head back and kissed his balls, drawn tight up against
him. Sitting back on his ankles, he looked down at me, our faces upside
down to each other. Shuffling back even further he leant and kissed me, our
mouths upside down, and I tasted his cum as he kissed it into my mouth.

After wiping both our faces off with the provided towels, we lay side by
side on the big double bed, hand in hand, comfortable in our nakedness. The
day was beginning to get really warm, and we would be up and out
soon. Feeling Nicky's smaller hand in mine, our fingers interlocked, I felt
the luckiest boy in the world to be where I was.

School had been tough, for sure, but then I was used to that. Home life was
much the same too. What had been hard was the feeling that Nicky and I were
different now. It felt like there had been a change, somewhere around the
time of our cinema trip, and I felt we were close in a way that was
different to before. When we would sit with Jason and play games in his
room, it felt normal for Nicky to lean over and kiss me if I won, or if I
lost. To hold him in my arms watching a film, or for us to be physically
close, for us to be open about how we felt. It was tough knowing that that
feeling was limited to only one or two safe spaces, or places where no one
knew us. Jason of course was totally accepting. He had even sort of got a
girlfriend now, but it was early days he said. She was a nice girl from his
after-school music class. He said we could all hang out together some time,
go on a double date. When I asked him what would happen if she wasn't cool
with me and Nicky, he just that if she wasn't, she wasn't going to be his
girlfriend.

I had begun to be more defiant at home too. A paper round meant I was
paying my own phone bill, and odd jobs here and there meant I had money to
take Nicky and me to the cinema again, a couple of times. The third time we
went we didn't even do anything sexy, just shared our popcorn, held hands,
and enjoyed our time together.

A week or two after that cinema trip I was sat with Nicky and Jason in
their parents kitchen, waiting for breakfast and idly playing footsie with
Nicky under the table. His dad came in and sat with us, and we enjoyed
blueberry pancakes with maple syrup and bacon, their mum keeping a steady
stream of them coming from pan to plate. I felt happy. We'd stopped the
footsie with parents around, but there was still a feeling of closeness and
safety. Nicky had slept with me in Jason's room last night after our
sleepover. No naughtiness, just a cuddle as we lay in our sleeping bags
side to side. We had stayed up late in the pitch darkness, the three of us
talking about everything and nothing.

As breakfast wound down, their mum collected the plates and shooed us all
into the living room, their dad included. The atmosphere in the house was a
happy one, and I loved being there. I flopped on the sofa, taking it all
up, before their dad, Daniel, shoved my legs to the floor so that he could
sit too. We all sat in front of cartoons, allowing our breakfast to
settle. Eventually I saw Nicky stretch, arms and legs wide.

`Want to get the bikes?' Jason asked him, also looking back at me.

`Yeah for sure' he said.

`I'll come help' I added.

`Actually, if you two can do something quickly for me' their dad
interrupted `I need those boxes in the loft put in the garage. Then you can
get the bikes' Nicky moaned. `Go on, you two, Tom can wait here, it'll only
take a minute'

They heaved themselves up and leaving the living room I could hear them
taking the boxes down and out to the garage.

`Tom, I hope you don't mind, but I wanted to just catch you for a minute' I
looked across at him sat next to me on the sofa. The same sofa I had done
so much with Nicky on. God, if anyone found out. I heard Nicky and Jason go
outside and into the garage.

`Now, you don't have to say anything, I don't want you to feel
uncomfortable. This doesn't have to be a conversation, there's just a
couple of things I want to say' he paused, clearly trying to find the right
words. My chest felt suddenly tight. `We like you a lot, Julia and I. We
know that you have a very special friendship with Nicky. Well, maybe
friendship isn't the right word. I can't say I fully understand what it
means to, to find another man attractive. But we aren't blind, you know,
even though children often think parents are' he smiled at me. I felt like
a train was running through my brain, and I couldn't help but wonder if
this was how it all ends. `But we can tell when we see something special'
he continued `Are you ok with me saying this?'

I nodded, unable to reply.

`Julia and I have talked, and we want you to know that we love you
both. You are very special to us Tom, Jason hasn't always had it easy,
especially at school, and you have always been there to help him. And now
it seems you are helping Nicky too. He is growing up to be someone we are
very proud of, and we think you are part of that. Perhaps you don't, well,
I know you don't have it too easy at home, so I want to tell you that we
will always help you. You and Nicky, well, who knows what the future
holds. As long as you look after each other. You are young, and things
might change. But for now, don't feel you have to hide it from us'

I felt close to tears, and their dad reached over and squeezed my foot.

`You ok?'

I nodded.

`Good. And just so you know, you can always talk to us. We are here'

Jason and Nicky then came into the room, stopping when they saw my face,
and clearly sensing something was up. Their dad stood briskly, and walking
cheerfully to the kitchen, he paused only to pick Nicky up, swinging him
around and kissing the top of his head, before planting him back on the
carpet.

`What's up?' Jason asked, worried, seeing my face.

`Well, your parents know' I said looking at Nicky and shrugging.

`Shit, what did they say?' Jason said, looking alarmed. Nicky was frozen to
the spot.

`Er, they are totally fine with it, apparently. And, er, apparently we
didn't hide it that well, anyway'

Their dad chose that moment to reappear in the sitting room, coffee in
hand. Nicky was a rabbit frozen in the headlights, and I felt like my brain
had just been fried.

`Come on boys, it's a beautiful day, don't waste it standing round with
your chins on the floor' He whistled as he left again.

`Your dad is such a dickhead!' I said as I burst out laughing with
relief. I pulled Nicky to me and gave him a hug. `Hey, I think it's going
to be ok' I told him.

When I got home that night, there was one further surprise. And a big one
too. My mum came into my room, and stood in front of me.  `Now listen Tom,
I know you've had this invitation, but are you sure you want to go?'

I looked up at her questioningly. `What do you mean?'

`I mean, are you sure you want to go on this holiday with Jason? Daniel and
Julia have offered to take you, but I think it's a bit much'

Confused, but trying hard not to let it show, I just said that yes, I would
like to go, despite not knowing what it was that I was agreeing to go on. I
just figured as long as it wasn't here, I was up for it. My mum said
something then about how it felt a bit of an imposition, and it's not like
I didn't get holidays with this family, but I was already reaching for my
phone.

`What this about a holiday??' I texted Jason immediately.

`My parents literally just told us. We're going to Spain, to a big house
with a pool, right by the beach, and they have totally said you can come'

`But really? Even after they found out about me and Nicky?'

`I think that's why, idiot, you are kinda family anyway at this point. You
don't have to pay or anything, there are enough bedrooms they said'

And so that was how, three weeks later I found myself on a plane for the
first time in my life, sandwiched between Jason and Nicky on the plastic
leather blue seats, heading for my first foreign holiday. The house was
amazing, a big villa, with multiple bedrooms, huge kitchen, swimming pool,
the whole works. A white sandy beach ten minutes away. There had been no
fuss, or indication there was anything out of the ordinary, when Julia told
us which rooms were ours, and that Nicky and I would be sharing. Jason just
grinned at me. I didn't know what to say. I had never experienced this
level acceptance of who I was before. That first night we played cards
round the main table, all of us together, the adults drinking wine, us hot
chocolate. I felt truly happy. As the evening wore on, Nicky began to get
tired and dropped out of the game. He leant his head against me, and closed
his eyes. Nicky's parents looked at us before smiling at each other.

Later that night as we climbed the stairs and went to our respective rooms,
I pulled Jason aside and gave him another hug. He took this one better than
when I had hugged him the time before, and he embraced me back.

`This is awesome' I said.

`And tomorrow we're going out on the boat!' he grinned. `Just try and get
at least some sleep, yeah?'

I rolled my eyes, said goodnight to him, and went to our room. Nicky was
brushing his teeth in the en suite bathroom. I joined him, and together we
got ready for bed. I was first finished, and lay back on the bed, my legs
over the side.  The night was hot, and a warm breeze still came in through
the blinds, a single sheet on the bed instead of a duvet.

Nicky came from the bathroom, and instead of his usual pyjamas he was in
underwear and t-shirt, like me. Walking towards me, his hair damp from
where he just washed his face, he nudged my knees open with his thighs, and
let his upper body fall on mine. Wrapping our arms around each other we
stayed like for a while, feeling each other breathe.

`I wish we could sort of melt together and become one person' Nicky said
finally.

`Hmm, but then I wouldn't be able to cuddle you'

`True' He paused. `So, I'm actually not that tired...'

He lifted his head. Leaning up a little I kissed his lips, putting my hand
to his neck. I had learned that he had a very sensitive neck and loved to
have it touched and kissed. My fingers lightly ran from his chin to his
collar bone, before abruptly stopping.

`Did you bring your birthday present?'

`Mmhm' He affirmed.

`Then it's your turn' I wrapped my legs around him, pulling his crotch down
into me as I lay on the bed.

He pulled his head a little way from mine, seeming a little uncertain. `I
always sort of thought of me as being on the bottom, whenever I think about
it'

`We don't have to, we can do whatever you want' I said, lowering my legs
again. He seemed to contemplate for a moment, his fingers tapping a beat
against my skin.

`Take your clothes off?' He asked quietly.

Now naked, I lay back on the bad and looked at him standing between my
legs, our clothes thrown in a pile in the corner. Neither of us had abs, or
pecs or any of that, but we were lean and skinny enough. I thought he
looked beautiful. We had found the first faint blonde hairs growing around
the base of his penis, though they weren't yet visible from a distance. I
felt his fingers caress the inside of my thighs, his penis, resting on
mine, as he pushed gently into me.

`I really want to try it'

`I want you to'

`Are you sure?'

`So much' and I couldn't help but giggle, my penis flexing with
anticipation of him inside me. `I've wanted to try this for ages'

`Ok' he grinned.

I lay still as he went to the corner of the room, and into an inner pocket
of his travel bag, getting the lube. Returning to stand between my legs he
handed it to me, and let me use my fingers to put it over his penis. I
enjoyed the super slippery feel, and the wetness as I rubbed it into his
foreskin. He held out his hand, fingers together, palm up. I squirted a
little of the lube onto his fingers, and he reached between my legs. He
didn't find my hole immediately, but soon I was finding out how it felt to
have someone else rub you there with soft fingers. He felt around,
inquisitively pressing against and around my ring. When he took his hand
away I realised I had been holding my breath. I was aware Nicky was looking
at me, as though wanting reassurance.

I gave a single nod as I looked up at his beautiful green eyes, watching
them crinkle a little at the corners in a smile.

`Ok'

I felt his slick willy pressing into my bum, but not over my hole. I
reached under myself with my hand, and circled the base of his penis with
my thumb and forefinger.

`Push when I say'

`Ok' he replied. I lined him up, and felt him pressing against my entrance.

`Mhm'

At first he didn't get inside me, but I put my hand onto his waist and
encouraged him, until with a firm push he slipped inside me. Taking my hand
from his dick I reached to my side and grabbed a pillow, putting it under
my head, raising it up a little. I knew my hole needed a moment to adjust,
even if Nicky's penis wasn't the biggest in the world.

`Kiss me'

Nicky leant down, our chests touching until his upper body weight was on
me, his hands under my shoulders. His lips found my neck, and softly made
their way up and over my jawline. He kissed my cheek, quick kisses in fast
succession, until he held his lips to the corner of my mouth. I turned my
head, and we kissed fully. As our tongues played I felt his body shudder as
I involuntarily squeezed my bum muscles around him.

`Wow' He whispered next to my ear. `Did it feel like this for you, when you
did it?'

`Yeah, I loved it. Both times' I smiled, licking his neck.

I wrapped my arms around his body and we were lost, his hips starting to
pump, at first only withdrawing and then re-entering a mere fraction, and
so slowly it was almost imperceptible. I lifted my legs, my calves on his
bum. He lowered his head, breathing against my chest.

`You can go faster, if you like' I said quietly.

His eyes scrunched up as he started to stroke in and out of me. His smooth
hips rubbing against my thighs. I felt his warm back, the soft hair on his
neck. His hands gripped me under my armpits, something I found I liked,
another place we never get touched, but that feels intimate and special
when it does. His movement slowed, almost to a stop. He held me even
tighter, his face in my neck, breathing onto my collar bone.

`Tom' he murmured.

I lifted his chin with my hand. `I know. I don't know what I'd do without
you either'

Kissing me briefly but passionately, he raised himself up, and held my
knees in his hands. With my own now free, I put one across my chest, and
with the other I held my penis, but only after feeling where Nicky was
inside me between my legs, the hot stickiness, and his shaft embedded in my
hole. Nicky looked around the room, then back down at me. His hair fell
across his face as we fucked, his bare pubic area slapping wetly into my
bottom. We both became sweaty in the nights heat, and luckily his parents
were the other end of the house. We held hands, interlocking our fingers,
my other bumping against his tummy as I masturbated myself. I couldn't
believe how it felt, the sensation in my bottom overwhelming as his penis
hit something special inside me.

Nicky's movements were becoming faster, and I knew he wouldn't be long. I
gripped his hand tighter, and he looked at me. I could tell that although
he was close his orgasm took him by surprise, hitting almost without
warning. He let out a quiet cry, and went still between my legs, his face
looking almost in pain, his tummy tense. I felt his penis twitching into my
hole, even if I couldn't feel his actual cum squirting into me. His hand
was sweaty in mine, his other rubbing over my leg. With a long sigh he fell
forward and I caught him in my arms.

`Good?'

`Oh Tom'

I smiled. I hugged him. His penis had come from inside me as he came down
on top of me, and I moved him to my side, pulling us both up onto the bed
proper. He lay against my side as we embraced each other.

`Cum' He said simply.

I looked at his face, lightly sweaty, and kissed his eyelids, his nose,
then his mouth. I pulled him into my side, and held him tightly as I
stroked myself, his head against my shoulder. I pulled him even tighter as
I came, so that he was almost on top of me, my cum squirting in long arcs
landing over his back and up to his shoulder, and falling on his smooth
bum. Both of us were still for a time after, my semen drying on his body.

As we lay there we felt the night cool, and I pulled the cotton sheet over
us.

`I can't believe we get to do this' I said.

`I know. And, you know, I didn't think I would like being on top as much as
I did. It was really, like, I don't know, me and you are the same'

`Well, I want us to be, I want us just to both do what we want, and I
dunno, we can look after each other, and just be there, I guess'

Nicky had all the while been holding my penis, almost absentmindedly
masturbating me, and perhaps because until tonight I hadn't cum in day, or
perhaps just because of Nicky, I felt close to a second orgasm. I felt
close to my orgasm, thinking I was going to cum over us again. He was
tracing circles on my chest with the finger of his other hand.

`Are you tired yet?' he asked softly.

`A little' He didn't say anything then, but I knew just from holding him,
and from the erection I could feel against my hip, what he wanted. I took
his hand from my penis, and turned to lie face down on the bed, my arms
under my head, under the pillow, letting my legs part, ready for him. I
felt his hand on my bum, his palm smooth as it glided over my cheeks. My
bum tensed as a finger brushed against my hole, still slippery with lube,
and cum. Still covered by the sheet, he climbed on top of me, his legs
falling between mine. It took a couple of tries, but his penis was soon
nestled inside me. He wrapped his arms underneath me, holding me to him.

I closed my eyes, and focused on what I was feeling, my head comfortable in
the pillow. Nicky was breathing against my back, our legs rubbing together
as he made little thrusts into me, his pubic mound bumping my bottom. I
felt him lay on me completely, and our sex felt intimately connected, the
only sound the light rustling of the sheet as he moved on top of
me. Beneath me my erection throbbed, and I wasn't totally surprised when I
began to cum, ejaculating strongly between my stomach and the sheets. Nicky
pressed his face to my back, and his body went still as he came into me.

`Tom'

`Love you too' I breathed back.

The warm days passed in a happy haze, exploring the beach and the area by
day, and Nicky and I exploring each other by night. Jason and I spent some
time learning how to sail, and we would all help cook for the evenings. By
the end of the holiday it felt natural to have Nicky sat against my side,
my arm around him, as the three of us read comics by the pool. I felt
grateful for everything I had, and I realised I was looking forward to
life. I realised I was more in control of it that I had ever thought, and
that some things were worth the difficulty you had to go through to get
them.




Epilogue.





Looking up and around me at the walls of the cheap flat I was currently
living in, I thought of how lucky I was. I had finished university a few
years before, getting my degree in Fine Art Painting, and was now living
further north, in Liverpool. I had a pretty good bookshop job, with some
good people. I even had some gay friends. I put my notebook down, the pen I
was using to tell my story acting as bookmark. I wondered if anyone would
ever read it. It was pretty explicit in places, and still taboo, despite it
being a true story. During the writing of it I would often stop, needing to
masturbate. Sitting lengthways on the sofa, I pushed my toes out and nudged
my boyfriend in the thigh.

`Hmm?' he said, lost in a textbook. He was at the university here in
Liverpool, studying Psychology, and was close to his final exams. I had
started writing as a way to pass the time, while also spending time with
him during his studies, and to also just to remember. Then it had grown
into its own thing.

`I was just wondering how I should finish our story'

Nicky looked up at me then. `Have you finished it?'

`Pretty much'

`I'll read it when you have'. He returned to his book, his hand falling to
his side, playing with my toes. `Your turn to make dinner' he said.

`Fine'

I looked at him once more. A long way from the boy I had fallen in love
with, Nicky had become a beautiful man. His face was more defined and had
stubble now, that I liked a lot, and his hair was longer, setting off his
still livid green eyes. The happiness and excitement that came for both of
us when we were together had never gone away. There had been the whole
thing with my parents a few years back, but I won't go into that. I don't
see them much anymore anyway. Jason and I are still very close too. We have
a good life living together here in Liverpool, and once Nicky has passed
his last exam this summer we are going off around the world together,
starting in South America, and then on to wherever we feel like going. It
hadn't always been easy, and both of us were much changed, but we had never
wanted anyone but each other.

`Pasta ok?'

`For sure' he replied, lost in the book again.

I smiled to myself as I went into the kitchen, wondering when I would find
the right moment to ask him to marry me.