Date: Sun, 7 Nov 2010 15:42:18 -0800 From: Ian Bridge Subject: My Time With David Readers Warning: This story, though based on reality is a fictional account. The story contains elements of sexual contact between young boys. If this subject matter offends you, or is not to your tastes, or, if you are a minor and not of legal age; then you should read no further. It doesn't matter who we are, we all are searching for something. This story written, and posted by: `This Boys Life' `My Time With David' When I was a boy, I lived in a small town, like a lot of other towns; in a neighborhood, like a lot of other neighborhoods. There was nothing special about it, or me. It was, just what it was. I guess I was a pretty typical twelve year old boy. It's hard to say of course, because at twelve, you don't have anything to compare it with. My universe was small, and not knowing any other way, I suppose I thought that every other boy's life was the same as mine was. For sure, one boy was like me. David was one of my friends from school. We had a lot in common, and I have to say, as I look back on it now, I more than had a crush on him. This was different, but I didn't know it at the time. Like I said, this was all I knew, so everything seemed quite normal to me. David was a very cute boy. He was small for his age, like I was; and he just looked fantastic to me. He had soft light brown hair, with a small slightly upturned nose, and his eyes... Well, he had the softest brown eyes, which, as my mom would have said, "They could melt butter." And his body, god that kid had a beautiful body. Both of us, even at twelve were very athletic looking. But his body was perfect. He always seemed tan, even in the winter, and he had a flat firm belly with the smoothest, soft skin. I wasn't so bad either. I was lean, had blue eyes and blond hair, with broad shoulders that made me look cut, and both of us were often described as cute. We were both kind of shy in Jr. High School. There are kids of all shapes and sizes there, and David and I were certainly among the shorter kids. Guess that's why we were so cute. After gym class when we showered, we grabbed showers that were side by side. That way we could keep our shyness between us. None of the other kids could look at our dicks if we faced the wall, or each other. I suppose that's when I started falling for him. I was scared of girls. Didn't really feel comfortable around them, and I wasn't turned on by them either. Not that I knew what that meant back then. But, I was turned on by David. Whenever I was around him, especially in the locker room, something felt, well, special. I don't know how our `messing' around got started, but it did. One time we were in the library, sitting across from each other at one of the tables. We had our shoes off under the table, and David and I somehow started touching each other's toes, more or less playing footsie, rubbing our sock covered feet together. It was innocent enough, you know, it just kind felt good. Without any notice, David had suddenly raised his foot, and slid it between my legs. It surprised the hell out of me, and I looked around thinking someone surely would see. David began rubbing my crotch with his toes, and nervous though I was, it felt awesome, and I was quickly getting a hard on. Twelve years old, so what else is new... It felt so good; I let him do it, though I was still looking nervously around to see if anyone was watching us. I have to say I was truly disappointed when he finally stopped. It was my turn now, and looking around I slipped my foot up between his knees and began fondling his soft package with my toes. It was warm, and wonderful. I could feel him start to go hard as I worked my toes, thinking how cool it would be to make him cum, right there in the library. Cumming was something new to me, having just discovered it several months earlier. Of course the bell rang just then, spoiling everything. Damn it. But David reached down and softly stroked my foot. Almost a happy ending anyway! We had about four of our classes together, and we sat together in all of them. I sat behind him in science, and would casually scratch his back with my pencil. I'd spell things sometimes, hoping he could `read' what I was spelling; mostly suggestive stuff of course. Sorry to say, we cheated on tests sometimes. Slipping each other answers on a piece of paper. He hadn't studied for a test one day, and told me he would `make it up to me' if I helped him, which of course I did. In return, he gave me a piece of paper with some numbers on it. He said, they were like tickets, and if I gave him one, I was entitled to, shall we say, `favors.' I couldn't wait, and later that day just before gym class, I handed him one of the slips of paper with the number `one' on it. He grinned at me, and we slipped into the `coaches' bathroom. He told me I could `feel him up.' Rather naïve, I put my hands on his chest (I didn't have a clue). He told me no, and pushed my hand down to his crotch. I began rubbing his dick and fingering his nuts through his jeans. It was heaven to me as I felt him get wood, which of coarse I was sporting as well. Suddenly the bell rang to start class, (Damn I was starting to hate that bell.) I was going to use more of those tickets in the days to come. Couldn't wait to see what the ticket with the number 3 on it was for, but I was damn sure going to find out... After school, we were both on the wrestling team, so other opportunities presented themselves there. We were one weight class apart, but frequently got to wrestle, and you can be sure the `holds' and squirming around we did featured a lot of extra curricular touching. When no one was paying attention, I would grab around his butt, shoving my fingers in his crack. David would do a reversal, and manage to let his hand trail under me, where his fingers would squeeze my junk. Sweet... After practice we hit the showers of course. We were back at our lockers, and David, naked, had one foot up on the bench quietly drying his toes. I was coming from the shower, and with no one looking, I squeezed by right behind him, and dragged my hand across his bare ass, letting my fingers find his crack. This was the first time we had actually touched skin. I was still kind of shy at this point, and that was rather a bold move for me, but like I said, I kind of had a crush on him. That touch was awesome though, and I knew right away that I wanted more. I'm quite sure David did as well. After practice one day, we were running late and David missed the activity bus. Unfortunately, we lived several miles apart, and though David rode the bus, I walked home from school. Anyway, he missed the bus and I told him I would walk halfway home with him. The half way point was a gas station on the corner where we stopped in to buy a candy bar from one of the vending machines. David didn't have quite enough money and when he asked to borrow a quarter, I grinned and told him he'd have to earn it. So while I stood there, he felt me up till I gave him the change. As he finished, we looked over and noticed some old lady in a car by the pumps, she had been watching us. We both busted out laughing, while she drove off, shocked at what she'd seen. Then came the best day ever. It was a Saturday, just a week before school let out for the summer. I lived in a nice apartment with my parents. There was a great swimming pool there, with a day room, a workout room, and a shower room with a sauna. It was only late June, not that warm out yet so no one was down there swimming but me. I was swimming around when I looked up to see David, standing at the gate watching me. I was surprised as he had never come over before, and I swam over to the shallow end near where he was. I really was a bit shy, and here I was in my small swim suit, looking at the boy I had a crush on, and was afraid I might bone up. He said he'd just happened to be in the neighborhood, (ya right) and we chatted kind of awkwardly for a minute. I knew he had come all this way to see me, (he was a bit shy too) and I thought it was great that he had made a move like that. There were so many times I wanted to come right out and ask him over, or ask him to do more `stuff' but I never had the nerve to do it. And, here he was. I asked if he wanted to come in swimming, but he said he had no swim suit. I wasn't going to let this chance slip by, so I told him he could wear a pair of mine if he wanted. So I grabbed my towel and we walked back up to the apartment. I showed him around, and we went to my bedroom. I was pretty excited and rather nervous at the same time. I grabbed another pair of swim trunks that I had, and a towel and told him we could go down to the shower room by the pool and he could change there When we got to the shower room, David noticed there was a sauna in the locker room as well. He thought that was kind of cool, and asked if we could go in there for awhile. I think he must have been reading my mind. Next thing I know, he had stripped naked, and wrapped the towel around his waist. Grinning at me, he walked toward the sauna. I quickly slipped out of my wet swim shorts, grabbed my towel and followed him in. We sat there in the warm sauna, towels wrapped around ourselves, until a fine film of sweat was covering our bodies. David was sitting on one of the benches, leaning against the wall. He raised his leg, and rested his foot alongside him. Geeze, he had nice feet. He let his knee drop off to one side, and I could see up his towel, he beautiful soft penis and smooth sweaty ball sack fully exposed to me. Are you kidding me? How many times had I dreamed about something this, and jacked off to the thought of it... I lay my leg across the bench, stretched out toward David. I finally got up the nerve, and rolled my foot toward his bare leg and touched the top of my foot on the inside of his thigh. The contact was thrilling to me, and I began rubbing it gently there. He met this with a big grin, and I swallowed hard in anticipation of things to come. My mind was racing, as I wondered just how far this could go. We kept stealing glances at each other, and finally, the urge overpowered me. Reaching my toes out, I slipped them under his partially raised thigh, slid my foot forward and softly touched, then rubbed them on his warm, wet testicles. I'm surprised my boner didn't burst out of my towel. This was beyond my wildest dreams, and excitement was raging through me. David closed his eyes and laid his head back against the cedar wall, with a contented look on his beautiful face. I closed my eyes as well, and swallowed as the sensations seemed to course through my body. It was so many things; sexual excitement, fear, wonder, lust, perhaps just raw adrenalin. And no school bell about to ring to ruin this. I gently rubbed him for a bit, massaging his tender boy sack, feeling each testicle with my warm wet toes. I squeezed his boy tool with my toes, and savored the soft warmth. After a time, we looked at each other, grinning, and I could see he wanted a turn. I reluctantly drew my foot back, and he moved his leg and slid his foot between my open thighs. His toes were warm and wet as they gently stroked my smooth hairless scrotum. He spread his toes around my young boy dick, and fondled me, leaving me wanting to cum right there. I finally had to stop him to prevent this pre mature explosion. We sat there, quietly, looking at each other with a sheepish look of satisfaction on our young faces. I had no idea what love meant, but I'm sure I was feeling it there. I slid over next to him till our bare sweaty arms were against each other. I don't know why we were both still so shy. Both of us wanted the same thing, and the raging hormones, and pure curiosity of a horny twelve year old could hardly be contained. Finally I lay my hand on his thigh, still partially covered by the small towel; my fingers resting on the bare skin above his knee. There was an obvious bulge, tenting up beneath his towel, as he did the same to me. At long last it felt like the time had come. I was nervous, with a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach, and we awkwardly kind of grinned at each other. I looked at his naked upper body, covered in sweat from the heat of the sauna. I watched as a drop of it rolled down his smooth chest, cling for a moment on his pebble of a nipple and then fell away to his flat hairless belly. I can still see it clearly in my minds eye, even today. Our wet, warm feet were hanging off the bench, rubbing together and heightening the sensory overload that was already elevating my young body like nothing I had ever felt before. David leaned his head against mine. It was warm in the sauna, but there is no feeling like the warmth of another person's skin against yours. I could feel his cheek, softly touching mine and I swallowed hard again. We turned our heads, and the inch between our lips began to close in slow motion. We stopped, just short, lips not quite touching, but so close that we could sense the taste of each other. They touched then, softly. There was a joy within me at that moment, that I had never known before; or, since for that matter. David turned into me, and our lips firmly pressed against each other, our arms seeking to wrap the other up in our groping boy embrace. We pulled apart to look at each other, then leaned together again, our lips slightly parted. I didn't know what `French kissing' was, neither did David, but we both wanted to taste each other, to take each other inside of us. Timidly, our tongues explored each others lips. David sucked at mine, gently tasting me. My lips parted more, giving him access. Tender, wet lips; sliding upon each other, our tongues curling, and twisting like wet snakes exploring the moist insides of the other boy's mouth. After a time, we pulled apart, leaned our foreheads together and breathed hard, trying to catch our breaths. I hopped off the bench and faced him, and standing between his knees I put my hands on his lean waist and pulled him forward till he was sitting just on the edge of the bench. I pulled his towel away, and smiling his boyish grin, he took hold of my towel and let it drop to the sauna floor. I leaned in, and we pulled our wet bodies firmly together. It was amazing all the things you are aware of. David's warm, wet twelve year old body was pressed against me. He wrapped his lower legs around me. Our young hairless groins were tight to each other and I could feel his firm erection pressed against my bare pubic mound. My young boy cock twitched, but firmly pinned between us, it didn't move. I could actually feel his soft testicles against mine. How I managed not to cum right there is beyond me. David's hands found the firm globes of my buttocks, and I could feel his fingers holding them, pulling them apart, and squeezing playfully. The warmth trapped between our chests and bellies was incredible. Instinctively my hips were bumping forward, innocently humping at his groin. I could feel David's finger had found my boy hole. His fingertip massaged my grommet, gently pressing in, and around it. God, could my young body handle any more new sensations, this was awesome. I had to experience this, so stepping back, still clutching firmly to David's beautiful, naked boy body, I slid him off the bench, till we were both standing firmly together. I dropped my hands to his ass. Rubbed, massaged. My fingers sliding up and down his sweat lubricated butt crack. I spread his cheeks, and with my middle finger I found the soft rim of his clenched anus. Rubbing it, I could hear David sigh softly into my ear. Our tongues continued to search each others mouths, until I pulled out to rub my damp nose against his cheek and ear, licking gently at his earlobe. I could feel his boy cock pulse between us. He wasn't cumming, just the excited twitching of an over stimulated cock. Suddenly I felt his finger enter me. He slid it slowly up my eager sphincter. I mirrored his actions, and pressed my finger into him. It was amazing to feel his insides contract against my finger, almost suckling at it. When David pulled his finger from inside me it felt strange, exciting, but disappointing, as I wanted him filling me. "Geeze, that felt so awesome..." I breathed, and I heard him moan as I continued pumping my finger in and out of him. "Fuck, this is great." He replied. I pulled my finger out of him, and opened my eyes to grin at him. I needed more, and David gave it to me. With his hands on my sides, he dropped down to his knees in front of me. He pressed his moist face into my groin, nuzzling my dick with his nose and lips, breathing me in, and then, he took me into his mouth. Let's face it, if this isn't heaven, it sure should be. My boy tool was encased in his hot mouth. He licked it, sucked it, and bobbed relentlessly on it. My erection was as big and firm as it had ever been. He pulled me out, and then I could feel his young tongue, searching the slit on the head of my dick. "Mmmm..." I heard him utter, as he tasted drops of precum that were drooling from my over stimulated tool. I dropped my hands to his shoulders, and massaged them, tightly closing my eyes I grabbed handfuls of his hair as I could feel my insides begin to tingle. I thought I could hold it off, but he had reached around behind me and slid his finger into me again. The combined wriggling of that and his tongue on my slender boy pole was too much. Everything tensed within me. My thighs began to spasm with excitement. My eyes rolled back, my mouth opened in a long deep moan. I may as well have stuck my finger into a light socket, because so many feelings coursed through my totally soaked, naked body. My young testicles suddenly drew tightly against me. "Ohhhhhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh, fuuu..." Wave after wave of euphoria enveloped me as my young prick began to pulse, shooting my amber cream into David's hot mouth. He pulled me out, and took two more streams of my boy honey in his face. I winced as my body contorted beyond my control. I was panting heavily, my heart racing, and my knees buckled. I could no longer stand; my legs weak with numbness. I sank to my knees, in front of David. He held me tightly to him as I recovered; my young penis pulsed dryly against him. At last I was able to open my eyes, and I looked into his grinning face. I was actually crying, but you couldn't tell, our bodies were dripping with sweat. I looked at his sweet, cute face. There was a glob of my amber boy spew, clinging to his face just above his lip. I smiled at him, and then leaned in and with an open mouth; I wrapped my lips around his, taking in my own spunk, and sharing it with him in his mouth as we exchanged our spit. As I said, at twelve years old, I had no idea what any of this meant. I knew only one thing; that there was nothing else like this, anywhere... Here we were, in some small little town, like a thousand other towns. Two young boys, like a thousand other boys. Living, learning, exploring; trying to find something that made us special. And the thing is, there was no other place I ever wanted to be... End... There may be more, but that, alas is a story for another time. Comments welcome at, this.boy.slife@hotmail.com My other stories: `The Boy By the Lake', `Warm Summer Days', and `My Friend Coda'.