Nicotine and Damp Blue Jeans Chapter 1

Young Friends

This story is inspired by real events from my youth. I hope you enjoy it.

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Chapter 1. Nicotine and Damp Blue Jeans

Nicky and Brad were friends since the second grade. Just heading into grade 9 now, they vowed to protect each other as they went to a new high school together and were at the bottom of the totem pole after leaving the eighth grade of public school in the opposite position.

The two boys had both similarities and differences. Nicky's complexion was best described as Mediterranean with black hair, an olive complexion with piercing dark eyes. He would be described by most people as being shockingly handsome.

Brad was very blonde, with soft brown eyes and long lashes, lush lips and dimpled cheeks. The kind everyone who liked cute kids would want to pinch. He was as cute as Nicky was handsome.

But they were similar in some ways. Both were of the same build, slight and lithe. Both favored shaggy long hair. And both gave the appearance of being younger than their 14 years on the earth suggested. Their voices on the telephone were both mistaken as belonging to their sisters' or mothers' and a source of mutual frustration and embarrassment.

They were unsure how their childlike qualities would serve them in high school and thus the pact to stay true to each other.

As the summer drew to a close they headed off on one of their familiar bike hikes and ended up in a secluded spot they had discovered several years ago in nearby woods. They dismounted and took drinks from their water bottles as they sat on the ground, their backs resting against a large tree. Nicky put his hand in his pants pocket and extracted a package for cigarettes and tossed them into Brad's lap. Brad picked them up and asked with a smile, got a light? The matches were produced and the package opened up. They smelled the fresh cool scent of the packaged cigarettes.

Brad was concerned that the smell of smoke might be detectable when around his parents when he got home. Nicky suggested two things, ensure the wind was at their back so the exhaled smoke would blow away from their bodies and to remove their shirts and place them up wind to further mitigate the possibility of them picking up the smell.

Both pulled the shirts off and hung them from their bike seats and found a suitable position against the tree where the faint breeze was at their backs. They each took out a cigarette placed it between their lips. Nicky struck a match and cupped it in his hands as Brad bent over it to ignite the tip. Nicky lit his as well and the both took a few tentative drags, blowing the smoke out of their mouths without inhaling.

They sat silently, watching each other smoke and wondering how they looked as well. As Brad looked at his bare-chested friend he noticed how Nicky's nipples protruded slightly. They looked like his older sisters when she was really young and just started to develop. Brad's were flat and dime shaped.

Nicky's left arm was slightly cocked back and Brad noticed the appearance of several strands of thin straight hair poking their way out from his armpit.

He had a quick peek into his own underarm to see what might be there, which was nothing. `What are you doing?' Nicky asked. Brad replied `I saw you got some pit hair, was wondering if some showed up on me.'

`Yea, I got me some' Nicky replied and raised his arm up to reveal half a dozen strands that had rooted in the center of his armpit and grew flat against his skin in the direction of his elbow. `Becoming a man now' Brad joked, then said a bit sarcastically `I thought maybe you were turning into a girl when I saw your little titties starting to stick out'.

`Wanna suck them?' Nick dared. `Maybe after another smoke' Brad joked.

They lit up their second cigarette and studied each other again as they puffed away. Attempts to blow smoke rings were impossible. Nicky tried to do a French inhale and had some success. Brad formed gobs of saliva and let them fall to the ground between his legs.

The smoking made them a bit light headed as well as brought down their inhibitions somewhat.

`I have to pee' Brad announced and proceeded to find himself a suitable tree with his cigarette dangling between his lips. Facing away from his friend, we unleashed a forceful torrent of his pee first against the trunk of a tree and then turning slightly to his side shot a decent arc into the air, creating a puddle about 6 feet away from him. He could see Nicky watching but his equipment was hidden from view.

The boys had seen each other's naked bodies a few times when they went swimming or at a sleepover, but the last time had been a couple of years ago and while they were never overly shy about their nudity, neither were they overtly open about it.

When Brad finished, he zipped up and returned to sit beside his friend, the half burned butts between his fingers. They finished their second smoke and stubbed out the butts. Nicky took his nipple between his thumb and forefinger and began to roll it around, while Brad watched. The action caused the little bump in the middle to stiffen and the entire soft brown colour of the circular surface darkened slightly with the engorgement of blood.

`Feel it' Nicky offered and Brad tentatively touched his friend and felt the small fleshy mass move around between his fingers and at the same time an immediate stirring in his groin. `Feel's like a real tit' he exclaimed. Nicky let out a contented sigh and remarked it felt good to him as well. Nicky shifted slightly and put his hand on top of Brad's head, which he then used to push it down a bit. Brad took this to mean he should try and latch on which he did but not before tentatively tasting them with his tongue before puckering his lips around the budding nipple. He applied gentle suction which brought it deeper into his mouth and then ran his tongue over and around the sensitive apex.

Nicky sucked in his breath and unselfconsciously made an adjustment in his groin, there was no mistaking the fact that he was becoming aroused. Brad was able to see this activity as he continued to enjoy the sensation of sucking on a breast. He also reached down and moved his own rigid appendage into a more comfortable position.

With his mouth on Nicky's breast his nose was not far from the sparsely decorated armpit and he detected a slight muskiness that was present between the creases. The odor was not unpleasant but seemed to become more pronounced as his friend panted slightly and cooed with pleasure. Brad wondered whether he too smelled that way too.

He detached and sat back up. Does it really feel that good he asked? Nicky's response was to bring his mouth to Brad's nipple and kiss and nibble on it. Brad squirmed a bit and announced that it tickled. He sensed he was not getting the feelings his partner did. Nicky gave up after a few moments. There was nothing there for him either. `Not really much of a tit' he announced and Brad agreed.

Nicky's entire body was flushed with excitement and a need to obtain relief. He asked his friend a question he had never asked, but was pretty sure he knew the answer to. `Do you beat off?'

`Um yeah' was the response. Nicky said `I gotta do it now or I will explode. If you wanna do it with me, that's cool, but if not I am going to go over there and do it' motioning in the direction to some small bushes that would give him privacy.

`Don't go' Brad replied, almost too quickly. Both looked around one more time to ensure privacy. The spot they were in was seldom travelled, but nonetheless, caution was in order. Sitting on the ground, their backs leaning against the large tree and secure in their privacy, they began to fumble with belts, buttons and zippers to expose their objects of desire.

Nicky's was the first to appear, and Brad sucked in his breath a bit with surprise. Nicky spear was close to 4" long with thickness of a roll of nickels. He was cut and the purple head shone in the sunlight, a testament to his level of excitement. His ball sac hung somewhat loosely below. Most impressive perhaps was the status of his hair growth. With his olive complexion the black hair contrasted against his skin colour. The patch consisted of a large number of thin, straight hairs. They had not yet reached the stage of thickening and curling, but the quantity was quite impressive and there was evidence of some wispy growth occurring on his scrotal sac.

Nicky looked at Brad as saw some hesitation. Was he chickening out or was there some other concern? `It's OK' he offered, `I really don't wanna do this alone'. With that, Brad bared himself. There was quite a contrast. Despite the boys being of similar stature and giving an outward appearance of similar development, Brad was behind Nicky on that curve. His spike was quite thin and a good inch shorter than his pal's. His ball sac was tautly gathered against the base of his shaft, the skin on it hairless and thick, obscuring any ability to see evidence of testes. There was the beginning of hair growth, but with his blonde features, the first impression was that he was hairless. In fact, the requisite peach fuzz was trying to make an appearance. His equipment was intact, the tip covered by a translucent sheath adorned with a pink nipple of skin with a hole in the middle.

Neither could hide the obvious looks at each other, no doubt comparing and contrasting their assets. Clearly Nicky was ahead on all measures.

Ready? Nicky asked. Brad nodded and placed his thumb and forefinger on either side of the tip if his foreskin and began pulling it out, stretching it away from him, then jiggling it back and forth without exposing his knob. Nicky looked on, watching him do something that he was prevented to do as a result of his circumcision.

He wrapped a fist around his own stick, leaving the head exposed and tugged up and down half covering it on the upstroke and exposing it entirely on the down stroke.

Brad was equally fascinated by seeing the knob in full view and the alternate grip method employed. Nicky employed rhythmic stroking and began to thrust out on the down strokes as the pleasure of the impending release became more imminent. Brad began to sort of squirm around, his jiggling movements seeming to send him into some sort of a weird dance. He was the first to announce that his coming was imminent. Let her rip was Nicky's response as a clear precum spilled out of his slit and greased his hardness.

Brad moved his fingers down slightly and retracted, his pink shiny knob, wet with his own lubrication appeared. He pulled up and down more rapidly, the knob now appearing and disappearing under actions. His equipment flushed crimson and he pulled the skin fully back and ejaculated the first jet of his clear fluid well up his belly, it landing in a perfectly straight line of dots. He continued to expel each time he pulled the skin back, successive and smaller amounts of his inner fluid escaped from him, the final amounts oozing out over his fingers and dripping onto is sparse blond pubes.

Now it was Nicky's turn. The fist action continued, he crossed his legs at his ankles, with his left hand reached for his pouch and squeezed his balls at the same time he released a very large amount of thin milky fluid, the first volley of which hit his upper chest and began to drip down the nipple that had started the arousal only a few minutes prior.

His climax continued for another 7 contractions, with an impressive debris field now pretty much scattered across his chest and abdomen the streaky fluid moving downwards across his hairless chest and belly.

`Man, that's the most that has ever come out' announced Nicky. Brad looked at his own deposits and agreed the volume was huge. `About 3 times more than mine' he responded. The boys delicately separated their fingers from their softening appendages and pondered the mess that they needed to somehow clean up.

Brad produced a single Kleenex from his pants pocket, Nicky came up empty. Brad passed the tissue to his friend telling him that he was most in need to it. Nicky collected the semen as efficiently as he could while Brad simply smeared his clear globules across his chest and belly area, stating that it would dry up pretty quick. Nick used the last bit of dry tissue to blot as much as he would from his pubic patch, announcing with a grin that it would probably start to itch like crazy. Brad pulled up his underpants and rubbed them against his little bush to blot out the remaining trapped liquid.

Neither boy said anything for a while as they lit up another smoke and came down from their self induced high. Finally Brad asked if Nicky had ever done it with anyone before. Nope, just you he replied. Same here Brad offered.

Feels so good to do it Nicky offered to which Brad agreed and added it was something he did daily with Nicky nodding concurrence. Nicky then thoughtfully added `this was the best it has ever felt'. And Brad asked if it was the smoking that made it that way. Nicky shrugged and hesitated before saying it was better because they did it together.

Brad blushed a bit and said that they could do it again sometime. Nicky grinned and said `sure, and maybe next time you can suck on something more than my tit'. Brad's response was a bit tentative. `Well, maybe we beat each other off and see how it goes'. `It's a date' said Nicky before announcing that he was not gay and was just joking about the sucking thing.

Thinking they should probably head home they retrieved their shirts and as they expected there was no telltale odor of smoke on them. Brad cupped his hand in front of his mouth and exhaled, trying to sample his breath of odor. Nicky came close and offered to smell it. He opened wide and slowly exhaled with Nicky's nose sampling the vapor. Yep, smells smoky for sure, try mine and Brad confirmed they both had butt breath.

Nicky smiled and pulled out some gum for them to chew which they did as they pedaled home, their spirits high from their little escapade, their underwear cold and damp with the residual traces of the climax of their escapade.