Date: Fri, 21 May 1999 14:50:01 -0700 From: David Subject: Paul's Plantation - Part 5 (young boys) This story is a fantasy of mine. It involves boy/boy sex and love. If that is not your "thing", you should not even be in this archive. If you are under 18 you shouldn't be here, but enjoy it anyway. If you have comments please direct them to "dai@accesscom.com" I guess this sort of story is not appreciated by many people who use ASSGM or or Nifty. I have only had about 20 responses. To those of you who did respond, a very special thank you. It is the only reason I am carrying on with the series. Dedicated to Chance, Josh and Peter C. - you know who you are - thanks guys. A very special dedication to Paul in England - This one is especially for you. Paul's Plantation - (b/b) Part 5 - Surprise, surprise. "Why haven't you done those things with me?" this quiet voice asked. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I was instantly awake and startled. I was no longer sleepy. I rolled over and looked up. There, standing not five feet from me, was Nicky. I was flabbergasted. I was ready to freak out. I just know that my eyes were bugging out of my head. I kept gasping for breath and unable to say anything. I was not sure I had heard him right. My mind was racing at a thousand miles an minute and seemed to be going nowhere. Did he just ask me what I thought he said. No, I told myself, I must have misunderstood him. "Um, H..H..Hi Nicky." I stuttered. I just knew that I was blushing. And not just my face, but my whole naked body. How much did he see. I was getting another hard on. He asked the same question again in his soft, gentle voice. He was looking me square in the eyes with this questioning look on his face. I didn't know what to say. Here I was absolutely naked in front of the one whom I considered my best friend and for whom I had the most intense feelings, having just had fantastic sex with another friend. Had he really seen me with my cock up inside Trevor? Do I tell him the truth? Do I make up some story about Trevor and I? Again, I thought, just how much had he seen? Did it really make any difference? I still wasn't sure that I had heard him right, and, if I had, do I tell him exactly how I feel and do I tell him that I was afraid of losing him? All of that seemed to take less than five seconds to run through my mind. Nicky took a step nearer to me. He looked pretty calm, but his eyes had an intense look about them. "Because I was scared, Nicky. I was scared that you wouldn't like me if I did anything with you. I didn't want to lose your friendship," I said. "Your friendship means more to me than doing this kinda stuff with you. I didn't even know if you knew about such things, and I didn't want to scare you away by even hinting about them." "I was hoping you would touch me the night you bought me the books," he said. "Do you remember?" "I most certainly do," I said, "I could barely keep my hand from touching you. I wanted to touch you all over. I wanted to touch you down there. But I was scared. I was afraid that if I did anything with you, you would not want to be my friend anymore." I finally looked around. He must have walked all the way from his apartment because I didn't see anything like a bike or anything that he could have used. "Did you walk all the way here Nicky?" I asked. "Yeah," he answered. "I was hoping that I would find you out here and if not I would have gone back to the house and asked. I wanted to go swimming with you, and I wanted to do this other stuff with you." He blushed, hesitated, but then carried on. "I hope you don't think that I was trying to spy on you. When I saw you with Trevor I just decided to wait. I really wanted to see you by yourself. You both looked like you were having so much fun that I didn't want to interrupt. You're not mad at me are you?" "Of course I am not angry with you," I said, "just a little bit embarrased that you saw us doing that." I chuckled and said, "Its just that I have never had an audience before." He giggled a little bit also. "It really looked awesome," he said. I blushed deeply. I also found myself with another raging hard-on. As much as I like Trevor, there was nothing in this world to me that came even half way to what I saw and felt for Nicky. "Can we go swimming together Paul?" he asked. "I bought my swim suit, its here in my back pack, but I would rather go naked with you. And if you want to afterwards maybe we could do some of the other stuff. You would have to teach me how because I have never done anything with anyone before." "If that is what you want, then that is what we will do," telling myself as much as telling Nicky. "I would love to go skinny-dipping with you, and if you would like to do that other stuff afterwards I would very much like to show you how." Nicky took another step forward, took his backpack off and began to pull his shirt out from his shorts while he kicked his shoes off. I looked at him. He was swaying his hips a little from side to side. God, he was so sexy. I asked him to stop. He looked at me with a question in his eye. "Because I would really like to undress you if I may?" I said. He nodded. I crawled towards him on my knees. He looked down at my crotch and saw my "bar of steel" leading the way. As I got close, his eyes found mine and a little smile appeared on his face. I was hooked. I could tell that he was nervous, but there was an eagerness about him also. There was nothing that I wouldn't do for this boy. Still looking in his eyes I began to unbutton his shirt and pulled it down off his shoulders and to the ground. I didn't even ask him if he was sure that he wanted this to happen. I could see it in his eyes. Without taking my eyes from his, I reached down and undid the button on his shorts. Pulling the zipper down, I could tell that he had an erection. Oh how I wanted to get my hands and my mouth on that. But I decided to take it nice and slow. I wanted to enjoy this unveiling. I pulled his shorts slowly down his legs. He lifted each leg as I pulled them off and threw them on top of his shirt. He was now left in just his underwear and socks. He had a small wet spot on them about the size of a half-dollar. Tearing myself away from his gaze, I looked at his lips. He was licking them in nervousness. I slowly leant forward and gave him a gentle peck on those lips. His arms went around my neck, and he pulled us closer together. The kiss became more passionate. This time I licked his lips for him and immediately afterwards he licked mine. After a minute or so of this I pushed the tip of my tongue through his soft, slick lips and played with the tip of his tounge. He spluttered and pulled back. He giggled. "That feels weird," he said. I smiled and said, "If you don't like it I won't do it again." "It's not that I don't like it," he said, "It's that I have never done that before and it feels weird. Of course I have never really kissed anyone but my mom and I can tell you that she doesn't do THAT." He giggled again at his emphasis. "Of course there is that little kiss you gave me that day, but I don't think that counts." "May I do it again?" I asked. "I think you taste wonderful." He blushed, and nodded his head. I let him go for a minute and took him by the hand and led him to the blanket. I laid down and pulled him on top of me. My erection went between his thighs and just under his scrotum (which were still encased inside his briefs, but I could feel his own stiff cock against my stomach. His head came down and hesitantly our lips met. My hands went under the waistband of his briefs and I slowly started to rub and knead the soft, smooth skin of his bottom. This time his tongue found its way into my mouth. We slowly licked each others tounge and across each others teeth. We battled like this for a little while and he then withdrew. I gently took his lower lip between my teeth and nibbled on it. He tried to laugh and to say something but it all came out garbled. I let go and he couldn't stop laughing. He layed his head on my shoulder still spluttering with laughter. I took his earlobe in my mouth and nibbled on it. He let out a moan. I could not keep it in. I just had to say something. "Oh, how wonderful it feels to have you in my arms, Nicky. I want to hold you there forever." I whispered into his ear. He jerked his head back and again looked me intensely in the eyes. Tears formed in his eyes and slowly rolled down his cheek. "I have never had a close friend before." He put his head on my shoulder again. "I feel so safe being held like this by you," he whispered into my ear. "You are the first person that I have ever felt safe and cared for with. He tried to giggle again, but it got mixed up with his snuffling and it came out this very awkward noise. We both began to giggle at that. For the next ten minutes or so I kissed and lipped just under his ear and he did the same to me. One of my hands was still rubbing and smoothing over his bottom and the other was slowly rubbing up and down his back. We were just very content to lay there holding each other. I rolled the two of us until he was on his back. I slowly kissed my way down to his chest. I kissed, nibbled, lipped and sucked his small left teat. It grew tight and pointed. I moved to the right one and repeated the performance. I could feel his heart thumping inside his ribs. His throat was producing this sound half-way between a purr and a moan. Looking up I could see his eyes were closed and his neck was arched against the blanket. His hand came up and rested on the back of my head. As his fingers roamed through my hair he would push his chest against me and pull my head harder into himself. While keeping my weight up off him with one arm my other hand had come up and was playing with his other nipple. Putting one hand down again to the blanket to hold myself just above him, I kissed and licked my way down to his bellybutton. I swabbed and licked in and out of it. I stuck the tip of my tongue inside this truncated orifice to his body and slowly slipped my other hand inside his briefs. My fingers combed through his tiny patch of pubic hair and finally found his rigid staff. Taking it gently in my fist, I slowly began to rub up and down. As his fore-skin moved back and forth over the glans, I could hear the soft sounds of slickness from the pre-cum that leaked from the head. Letting go of him for a moment, I pushed down his underwear and exposed him in all his glory. It wasn't big and powerful. It was just the right size for his body. What I considered just the perfect mouthful. Between the two of us we completely removed his briefs and he was naked before my eyes. What a glorious sight. Still slowly masturbating his so very, very soft but rigid penis, I lifted my head and gazed with wonder along the entire length of his body. His eyes were once again open and, with a look of excitement and wonder, were watching me. He had this full grin on his lips and mewling noises arising from his throat. There was a slight tan line where his precious treasures had been hidden from the sight of others. I could see that his scrotum was beginning to contract towards the base of his wonderful body. His twin eggs, about the size of small cherry tomatoes were clearly outlined beneath the soft skin. I bent forward and took them between my lips and slowly tried swallowing them. With pre-cum seeping across my enclosed fist slowly marking my cheek, I ran the rough texture of my tongue across his balls as I sucked on them. His mewling changed to a keening. Not yet a scream, but getting close. Releasing his twin balls of delight from between my lips with a sucking sound, I flicked my tongue across his pre-cum slickened glans. His body responded with several twitches. His keening took a higher note and became more pronounced. I pulled the foreskin further down and, as I ran my tongue around the rim of the head, I pulled the foreskin back over it. My tounge was now captured beneath the foreskin and was pushed harder against the sensitive nerve endings that covered the top third of his wonderful dick. Removing my hand, I allowed my lips to slowly masturbate his entire length. Each time uncovering and then covering my tounge as it slowly circumnavigated that glorious helmut shape. His body arched and I knew that he was about to ejaculate. I had never wanted anything so much as to have his juices exploding inside my mouth. I had just finished piercing his slit with the tip of my tongue and slid my lips back down his entire length again, when with a body wracking tremor he began unloading his essence inside me. He let out a scream and pushed himself further into my mouth. Once. Twice. A third time. His back arching high in the air. A final fourth tremor and scream, and he collapsed back against the blanket. With a slurping sound I released his quickly deflating cock and pulled myself up at the same time as I pulled Nicky closer to my chest. I could feel his heart beating at a million miles an hour, and his lungs were rapidly gasping for air. As I gently and with closed lips tried to kiss him, he several times tried to say something, but could not catch his breath enough to voice anything. He slowly began to relax from his body's paroxyms. His heart finally achieved its normal rate of beating and his eyes closed. With a big smile on his lips he drifted off to sleep in my arms. No words had been exchanged between us. None were needed. For fifteen or twenty minutes we lay there with Nicky clasped in my arms. His breath softly flowing in and out against my neck. The first sign that I had that he had awakened was as he moved his head and gently took my earlobe between his teeth and began to nibble upon it. We both pulled back our heads at the same time. Our eyes met. I guess some anxiety showed in my face. His whole face lit up with a beautiful smile and he leaned forward and softly kissed me on the lips. Again no words were exchanged. With that understanding that comes from shared emotions and feelings, I knew that my anxiety was unnecessary. We both scrambled up and ran into the water. He dunked me, or I should say I let him dunk me. My body was certainly bigger and more powerful than his, but I just loved letting him take control of the situation. He swam around me and, going underwater, pushed himself between my legs. He appeared not to be able to keep his hands off me. As he went through my legs he would run his hands up my thighs and over my scrotum and cock. He would stand in front of me for a few seconds and run his hands across my chest and nipples. Again he dived through my legs and as he came up behind me he ran his hands up and over my buttocks. He was giving me goose bumps all over. Even though the cool water had taken care of my erection, I found myself getting hard again. He reached around and taking hold of my hard cock he gently stroked it a couple of times. He quickly pulled his hand away. I frowned and started to worry about his freaking out. Just as I was starting to say something that might calm him down, he said, "Not now, but very, very soon." He seemed to be saying it more to himself than to me. He came round the front and wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me in to kiss me. He rubbed himself against my body. My hard-on found his and they rubbed together. I could feel myself approaching another blinding explosion. Pulling apart, Nicky grabbed my hand and pulled me back up onto the beach. He collapsed on the blanket and stretched his arms up towards me. Laying down beside him I wrapped my arms around his back and our lips met once again. Several minutes of this went by before I heard Nicky softly ask me if I would do to him what Trevor and I had done and make love with him. I looked at him. I was really astonished. I hadn't expected that. "I want you inside me," he said. I pulled back and asked him if he was sure. I tried to explain that it was likely to hurt, especially the first time. He blushed, and shyly asked me if he could tell me something without me laughing or making fun of him. After I had assured him that he could, he went on to tell me that ever since that evening when I had visited him, he had been using a carrot stolen from his refrigerator to slowly get himself used to having something inside himself. I really did want to laugh. Not at him or because I thought he was silly. I wanted to laugh in happiness. I wanted to laugh with joy. Joy and happiness in the knowledge that this awesome being laying here with me, wanted me so much that he was willing to make himself look ridiculous just for my sake. Visions of Nicky flashed across my minds eye, of him lying there in bed at night pushing a carrot in and out of himself. I managed to keep a straight face but not without difficulty. But this vision also highly aroused me. Even though, I am sure that he could see the laughter in my eyes, I think he could see that I would not, and could not make fun of him for this delicious glimpse of MY Nicky. I just had to hold him and hug him and kiss him. So I did. I wanted to taste him. To drink in his beauty. I wanted to give him anything that I possibly could. Looking at me through lowered eyelashes he said that he really, really wanted me to do this. I looked at his face and I saw that he was very serious. I got the lube from where I had thrown it and lubed a finger. As I went back to sucking on his earlobes and his lips, I gently inserted my finger. As the tip pushed through his sphincter, I felt him flinch a little. I stopped and rested it there. As he relaxed I pushed it further in. It was not long before I was moving it in and out at a good pace. On the next outward movement I added a second finger. This time he only moaned. I slowly pushed them both in as far as I could go. This time I deliberately bumped against his prostate. He moaned loudly and humped up against my body. I gradualy forced my fingers apart to stretch his muscles and not many more minutes later was able to add a third finger. His back was now arching into mine almost constantly. "Please, please," he said. "I am now ready. I want you." I pulled my fingers out and moved down below him as he brought his legs up towards his chest. I rubbed some more lube in and around his hole. He was now constantly moaning and mewling. As I got into position, I took a large glob of lube and spread it all over my throbbing hard-on. I found myself having to be very careful or I was going to orgasm before I had even got inside him. He put his legs over my shoulders and as I stretched out over him putting a hand on either side of his body, he took hold of me with one hand and guided me in. Other than one small flinch and a quick gasp from Nicky, the next second found my glans inside his muscle that protected his interior. I held myself still for as long as I could. Partly for my sake, since I was very close to cumming, and partly for Nicky's sake so that he could get used to the invasion of his body. As I very slowly began to sink into him, Nicky pushed his his beautiful butt upwards. I pushed in maybe an inch and again stopped. I slowly pulled back and again slowly moved back in. Inch, by very slow inch, I pushed a little bit ahead. Nicky's eyes were closed. His face did not seem to reflect any pain, it appeared more to be concentration. The inside of him was hot. It felt almost like a double sleeve. As my pushing into him pushed back my foreskin and I delved a little further forward, the loose skin would move forward also, aided by the lubricant. As I pulled back I not only felt the pressure and warmth from his bowels, but that loose skin, acting as a second hot sleeve would double the pleasure. I finally reached bottom. I just had to stop or else I would explode well before we wanted me too. Without his telling me, I just knew that Nicky did not want this to end too soon. His powerful muscles that controlled his bowels were squeezing me up and down the length of my cock. I have no idea if it was a natural reaction or if he was consciously causing it, but his muscles were having a rippling effect from one end to the other. As soon as I reached the nadir and came to a halt, his muscles started to slow. Nicky pulled me towards himself, and relaxing my arms, I lowered myself to lay upon his chest. My weight did not seem to bother him. He smothered my face in kisses and, as soon as his lips found mine our tongues met in my mouth. This was not some hurried, frenzied exchange, but rather a slow exploration of each others teeth, gums and the raspiness of our taste buds. I am not even sure, now, how much later it was, but Nicky began to push his pelvis against my stomach. If his own cock had gone flaccid during my entry, I know not, but it was now hard and erect between our stomachs. Taking his pushes as a sign that he was ready to bring our coupling to a climax, I slowly began to move in and out. Starting with barely a half inch at a time and a slight circular motion, I proceeded to perform that age old act of "making love". On my inward strokes I could feel my hyper-sensitive glans rub over his prostate. Every forward shove was producing a keening from him, which climbed the scale as we proceeded. Even though it had not been long since last I had performed this act with Trevor, and was still moving at a slow pace, I could feel my scrotum pulling close to my body and the precursor throbbings of my shaft, telling me that I was getting close to expelling my juices once again. I am sure that Nicky could feel it also, because he reached down and pushed his hand against my buttocks bringing me once again to a stand still. "This is what has been missing in my life," he said softly. "For the first time I feel like a whole person. I really thought that this was just going to be a 'fuck', but I think that I finally understand what it means to "make love". Once again we began to move in co-ordination. Nicky began to suck and nibble on my neck. I just knew that I was going to wind up with one big hickey, but I didn't give a damn. Our movements became more rapid. We both understood that this was the time that we would not be able to forestall our explosions. His clenching interior muscles were like a tight fist around my throbbing erection, only warmer. I clenched my teeth as I approached my orgasm, and Nicky's keening and moaning got louder and louder. The only thing my throat could produce was a very raspy repitition of Nicky's name. With a loud scream of pleasure Nicky bucked and blasted his essence between our bodies. My cock was being massaged by what felt like a million separate, clasping fingers. With a last loud scream of "Oh, Niiiiicccckkky," I blasted his insides with everything that was in me. It seemed as though it lasted hours. I collasped on him and we both lay there jerking, twitching and shivering with our mutual orgasm. I had never felt anything so intense. Even minutes later we would find our bodies twitching every so often. Then every muscle in my body seemed to collapse at one time. I went to push myself off Nicky. But he held on tightly. He begged me to stay. Not to move. I could feel my cock going soft inside him, but he somehow was using his muscles to keep me there. Finally our breathing reached an almost normal rate. Pulling his lower legs back up beside his head, Nicky asked if I could twist around and come up behind him without pulling myself out of him. We tried, and as I slowly moved around, Nickly clenched his sphincter and was able keep us from separating. He was now spooned against my chest and my cock was still lodged inside his wonderful body. We lay there for about ten minutes, me kissing the back of his neck and just below his ear. My hand and fingers were slowly running up and down his chest and down into the sticky residue of his orgasm. As I rubbed over and gently pinched his nipples, his ass muscles again began to massage my penis back into erection. I couldn't believe it. So many orgasms in a row and here he was getting me hard and ready for another round. I reached down with my hand and found that he was hard also. As he began to slowly move back and forth on my embedded cock, I masturbated his beautiful rod with the same cadence. It was something that I had never experienced before and I am sure that Nicky had not either. I had never felt 'at one' with someone like this. What I felt, I was sure that he felt. Our bodies were synchronistical. Again, long before I ever thought it was possible, we approached the apex. Both of us were grunting. Our panting and grunting came closer and closer together. As Nicky's body began to convulse and his cock began to spurt, my own orgasm overtook me. I pushed myself forward as far as I could as Nicky pushed back as far as he could. Although the amount we ejaculated was dimished our spasming bodies convulsed as hard as they had during our first orgasm. We finally fell apart. All I could do was roll on my back in exhaustion. I couldn't believe how lax every muscle in my body was. Where Nicky found the energy to turn on his side and lay his head on my shoulder, I have no idea. As we lay there, him curled beside me with his head on my shoulder, one arm across my chest and his leg across my thigh, I thought about what we had done. Or more to the point, I thought about what his mother might think about what we had done if she ever found out. Nicky had told me how much he had wanted it to happen and how much he had enjoyed it. In fact he had said that it was more than enjoyment, that he felt whole for the first time. But I was wondering how I would act the next time I saw his mother. Could I keep feelings of guilt from showing on my face. She was so protective of him. I was beginning to feel very worried. Even now, without having faced his mother yet, I guess it showed on my face, because Nicky asked what was bothering me. How do I answer him without lying to him. I had never felt guilty about having sex before. I really shouldn't call it just sex. It was much more than that. And I could not really call it "love", I didn't think that I knew what love was. I cared for Nicky a great deal. I knew that I wanted this again with Nicky. I knew that I really wanted him around. I knew that I wanted him in my life. But I didn't think that I was ready for a committed relationship. I didn't think I was ready for a "one and only" lover. I really wanted to help other guys near my own age who had problems. To be completely honest I wanted to have sex with other guys, but I also wanted Nicky. Shit!! What was I going to do. More importantly, what was I going to tell Nicky. I didn't want to lie to him. I suddenly realized that I had, except for the money, got everything I wanted by being completely honest and aboveboard. I decided to tell him exactly how I felt. "Nicky," I said. "What we just did was absolutely fantastic, and I want to do it again and again." "But....?" Nicky asked. He knew that was not all I wanted to say. "I have to be honest with you," I said. He was about to say something and I gently put a finger to his lips, stopping him. "I love you Nicky, but I feel we..." I hesitated. "No, I feel that "I" am too young to be in a single committed relationship. YOU are my best friend, and I do love you very, very much, but I am not going to lie to you and say that I don't want sex with other guys." He lay there looking at me. "I love you, Paul," he said. "And I am not sure of all that I am feeling myself right now. I feel that in time we will become lovers. When I told my mother how I felt about you and what I wanted us to do, she said, I should look around and experiment with other guys or even girls." "YOUR MOTHER KNOWS?" I gasped out in amazement. "She knows about us?" End of Part 5