Date: Mon, 29 Apr 2019 04:41:13 +0000 (UTC) From: pensievemind@aol.com Subject: "Rain Dance" New story for the Gay > Young Friends forum Just what I hope is a cute short story in two parts, only because it seemed a bit long for one part. Please feel free to let me know what you think of it. ** As always, please remember that Nifty needs your donations to continue to provide this forum for us authors who love to write, and for you readers who love to read! Just go to: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ** Rain Dance -- Part One It started back when they were 7 years old, on a hot south Texas evening. The rain came pounding down outside, and the twins, Terry and Trevor, took it into their heads to strip right in the living room and run out into the backyard naked, where they danced around in the rain with one another. It soon became known as their `rain dance,' and both of their parents thought it cute and charming, presuming it was a phase that would soon pass. It didn't. Finally, when the twins were coming close to 11 years old, their parents laid down the law, saying they were getting too old to run around outside naked. The twins paid lip service to their parents' directive, but then began sneaking out, like whenever their parents were at work or late at night, but always only when it rained. Besides, it wasn't as if the yard was visible to any neighbors. There was only one window visible from the yard, and it was obviously a high attic window, and not a room likely to be inhabited. It was only towards the end of their twelfth summer that their nude rain dance took on a sexual nature. Both boys had learned from other boys what it meant to jack off, and soon it became part of the dance. They'd stand in the middle of the yard, the rain pouring over their skin and soaking their dark blond hair, watching one another slide their fingers and thumbs up and down their thin little cocks. They were, technically, identical twins, though anyone who knew them could tell from the tilt of their eyebrows and the shape of their faces which was which. Remarkably enough, if anyone saw them only from the neck down, they'd be indistinguishable from one another. Everything from their chests to their groins to their feet was a near perfect copy of the other's body. The next summer, when the twins were 13, a strong rainstorm hit around 2:00 in the morning. They'd both known it was coming as they always watched the weather report. Soon, they slipped out of their bedroom, tip toeing down the stairs naked, their stiff 4 inch dicks bouncing as they went. Quietly, they slid open the patio door, the sound of the pounding rain remarkably loud. Setting aside the towels they'd brought with them, they stepped outside and closed the door. They ran out in the rain and began performing their rain dance, as they'd done for six years. Tonight, though, the dance didn't last long. Both boys knew why they were there. They faced one another and, smiling, took hold of their hard cocks and began stroking them. Trevor, always the boldest of the two, stepped closer and placed his left hand on his brother's right shoulder. He then reached out and pushed Terry's hand off his cock, taking hold of it himself. Terry quickly caught on, and soon they both had a hand on each other's shoulders, and a hand on each other's dicks. Both of them moaned as they stroked one another, delighting in the warm air and the cool rain. They alternated between squeezing their eyes shut and staring directly into each other's eyes as they drew ever closer to powerful climaxes. It seemed neither had to tell the other when he was getting close. Perhaps it was some unique attachment between twins, or just an ability to read each other's body language. What ever science or magic it was, they both achieved their mutual orgasm at the same time, looking into each other's eyes and smiling as their clear, young cum shot up between their crotches. From that time on, the twins' rain dance followed the same pattern, but now included allowing the rain to wash away their young semen. Soon, the hand on the shoulder became a hand on the other's ass, as the boys pressed closer together, their chins on each other's shoulders. Each found the intimate contact more conducive to a powerful climax. They tried the same in the shower, and though they both felt it pleasurable, and often allowed them to more easily fall asleep, it simply couldn't compare to standing outside in the rain. **************************************************************** The reason the boys' parents had ever allowed them to play nude in the backyard was the belief that no one was observing them. As it turned out, that little window across the way was actually the bedroom window of a 15 year old neighbor. He'd begged his parents to allow him to convert the attic to a bedroom two years before. It wasn't until the next summer when he was 13, though, that he'd first seen the two twelve year old twins running about naked in their yard on a hot rainy July afternoon. He gazed out his window open-mouthed as he watched the boys stroke their little dicks. Now, two years later, he was even more stunned to watch them jerking each other. **************************************************************** Yes, the weather forecast was very important to the twins. And so, at the beginning of summer the next year, when they were both 14, they kept watching for a perfect weekend, a night when the temperature would be high and the rain would be heavy. They had learned some time ago why they were called weather `predictions,' as the weathermen and weatherwomen seemed to bat about .500 anymore than a couple days out. The reason they were so focused on the weather forecast was that they had devised a plan. They were hoping to enjoy a rainy day with their best friend George. They'd seen him bone up in the pool shower room, and thought he might like to play with them in the rain. Finally it was arranged for George to stay over one Friday that was promising to be a nice rainy one. Since their parents were both at work, they suggested that George come over for the entire day. George agreed, totally unaware of the twins less-than-innocent plans. George arrived, already soaked from running from his mother's car to the front door. He came into the entrance hall, dripping water on the floor. He kicked off his flip flops and followed the twins into the kitchen. "Shit, I'm soaked through," George complained, shivering a bit in the air conditioning. "You got a towel or something?" "Yeah, I'll get you one," Terry said, leaving for the laundry room. "Towel's not gonna do you much good," Trevor said casually. "Your clothes are soaked." "Yeah, well they'll dry out," George grumbled. "Eventually." "Here ya go," Terry said, returning and tossing the towel to George. He started drying his face, arms and legs, and then rubbed his rain matted hair. "Why don't you give us your clothes and we can toss them in the dryer," Terry suggested, following the unwritten script he and Trevor had devised. "Yeah, right," George snorted. "I'll just take my clothes off." In a very bold move, Trevor responded, "Might as well. Me and Terry were just gettin' ready to go out and do our `rain dance.'" "What's that mean?" George asked. "When it's hot and it rains like this, we take our clothes off and run around in the rain." "Like in swim trunks, right?" George asked. "Nope," Terry smiled at him. "Like in nothing." "You go outside naked?!" George asked incredulously. "Yep," Trevor nodded. "Been doing it since we were kids. But now only when the rents aren't here, or real late at night. They don't like us doing it anymore." "So, if you want, you can come out and do the `rain dance' with us," Terry added. "I-I don't think so," George said, with just enough hesitation that the twins already knew he was considering it. Terry nudged Trevor, and nodded towards George's crotch, the wet shorts that clung tightly to him clearly showing an indication of interest. "Well, do what you want," Trevor said, throwing Terry a sly wink as he reached down and began pulling his t-shirt over his head. "We're goin' out." Terry matched Trevor's motions, and soon both twins stood there in the kitchen, totally nude in front of their friend. George looked like a deer in the headlights as he stared at the two boys, clearly unsure what to do. "C'mon, dude," Trevor said. "You don't have to come outside, but give us your wet clothes and we'll toss them in the dryer." "I... I can't..." George stammered. "Why not, dude?" Terry asked, and then acted as if he'd just had a thought, though they'd both had the thought when they'd seen George bone up in the shower. "I get it, Trev. He's afraid he'll get a boner." "Oh, is that all?" Trevor answered with another scripted line. "Just watch this, George." Trevor thrust his hips forward, and without touching it in any way, his dick began to stiffen, and in less than a minute was at it's full four and a half inches. While George had been staring at Trevor's growing penis, he hadn't noticed that Terry's had also risen, still a near perfect copy of his brother's. "So, what do you think?" Terry asked, as he and Trevor stepped up close to George. "Wanna get out of those cold, wet clothes?" "We can help you if you like," Trevor smiled. Without waiting for a response, he reached down and took hold of the hem of George's wet t-shirt. As soon as George raised his arms to allow it to be removed, the twins knew they'd already succeeded. The shirt was tossed aside, and then the long basketball shorts were slid down the boy's hairless legs. Next both twins took hold of either side of George's boxer briefs, stretching them out and sliding them down to meet the shorts around George's ankles. He lifted his feet to step out of both. The twins stayed on their knees to examine George's very stiff dick. He was actually longer than either of them at around five inches. His dick stuck straight out, as opposed to the twins, whose dicks both pointed a bit upward. They were all similar in that they were all circumcised. "Wow, George," Terry couldn't help saying. "That's a great lookin' dick." For as long as he and Trevor had been enjoying their `naked time,' he'd never really thought about doing anything more than he and Trevor handling each other's dicks. Now, however, he was feeling an urge to take the dick in front of his face into his mouth. Like any other 14 year old, Terry knew what a blowjob was, but until that moment, he'd never even considered giving one to another boy, not even his brother. "OK," Trevor said, breaking the spell. "I'm gonna toss George's stuff in the dryer, then we can go out." "You ready for it, dude?" I asked, standing up and seeing George's apprehensive face. "I dunno," George replied. "You guys do this all the time? Nobody ever sees you?" "Nope, it's real private out there," Terry assured him. He was lying, however. Both he and Trevor knew that the single window visible from the backyard was not simply an attic. The window was lit every evening, and the twins knew that it was actually the bedroom of a 15 year old boy from their school. They'd caught him one night, clearly visible standing at his window with binoculars, looking into their bedroom window. As if suddenly realizing he could be seen with the light on, he vanished from sight and the window immediately went dark. From that time on, the twins enjoyed teasing the older teen, leaving their light on, each taking turns stripping off in front of the window, giving the older boy a clear view of their nude bodies. They'd even spent many an evening standing at the window stroking each other's dicks. They simply found it all very stimulating, knowing they were making the older boy beat off watching them. **************************************************************** Adam was thrilled to receive the high-power binoculars for Christmas. He'd justified the request by saying he'd love to have them for their annual beach vacation. He could use them to spot pods of dolphin, look at ships out on the horizon, and other such things. He never mentioned he often used them to watch boys cavorting in the surf and on the sand. The primary reason, of course, was to watch his twin neighbors dancing in the rain naked. He loved it when the weather forecast called for a hot, rainy day during the summer. He didn't even have to guess. If it happened, he knew the boys would be out there. He could easily rest his binoculars on the window sill, so the image wouldn't be shaky. That worked out well, since his own right hand was often stroking his 6 incher as he watched the twins working on each other's pretty cocks. He kept wondering if there would ever come a time when he could join in the hot twins' naked games. The idea of standing in the rain, handling both of those wonderful dicks and having them handle his, filled his whole body with lust and longing. He was amazed how often the twins stood at their window jacking each other off. It didn't happen every night, but it happened quite often. He sometimes wondered if the twins knew he was watching, and were just doing it to tease him. **************************************************************** "All right, we're outta here," Trevor said, hanging three towels on the back of one of the counter stool, so they could dry off when they came back in. "Whatcha gonna do, dude," he smiled at George, glancing down at the boy's hard dick and flicking his own up and down. In his own bold move, Terry stepped up beside George and put his hand on George's bare butt. "C'mon out with us. I promise it's awesome, and we'll show you our special `rain dance' moves." Slowly, almost robotically, George followed the twins who hooted and hollered as they ran out onto the wet lawn. Once they reached the middle, both boys put there hands behind their heads, arching their backs so that their middle were thrust forward and their hard cocks jutted upwards. "C'mon, George, it feels great," Trevor coxed, as George stood just outside the door watching his friends being so uninhibited. "Look, we've already seen your boner and you've seen ours, so what's the big deal?" George looked to his left and his right, as if to ensure that no prying eyes would see his nudity. He glance up at the attic window across the way, but it was just dark in the gloomy weather. Finally, he took a deep breath and began walking toward the twins, who were now having a sword fight with their hard cocks. **************************************************************** Adam couldn't believe his luck. Though he'd watched the twins on many a rainy day, he never dreamed that they'd include another boy in their games. Yet here he was, looking reluctant but still joining the twins in their rainy day games. All three boys were hard as could be, and Adam's high powered binoculars could easily see all the details of their cocks and balls. He was frantically pounding on his own throbbing dick as he watched the boys engage in a three-way sword fight, slapping their dicks against each others. It didn't seem to take long before the new participant lost his inhibitions, especially when one of the twins took hold of his dick, feeling him up and stroking him a bit. Soon the other twin stood behind the new boy and started rubbing his wet ass. Adam felt like he was about to explode watching the twins basically seducing their friend, knowing all three of them were likely to cum on the grass. **************************************************************** "Think he's watching?" Terry asked, leaning over to whisper in Trevor's ear. "Hard to say," Trevor shrugged, glancing up to the ersatz attic window. "One day I'm just gonna wave him over and see if he's been there all the time." "What's that?" George asked, not able to hear the twin's whispered conversation. "We were just talking about how much we like you," Terry said without a pause. "You do jack off, right?" "Uh... yeah. Don't you?" George stammered again. "All the time, dude!" Trevor assured him. "Why do you think we come out here? You gotta know, though, that we found out it feels a lot better if we... if we do each other." "You play with each other's dicks?!" George asked with wide eyes. "Yep," Trevor replied. "But today we want to play with yours. Is that OK?" George wasn't sure how to reply. Yes, he most definitely wanted either or both twins to play with his dick. He wanted one or both of them to stroke him off until he shot his cum all over the grass. But he didn't want to seem so very eager as to reveal himself as the gay boy he knew himself to be. Having some fun with a couple of nude friends was one thing, but he didn't want to be labelled and have it known all over town that he liked boys. Then again, he hadn't initiated anything that had happened so far. The twins had stripped off in front of him, and then stripped him. They nearly begged him to step outside naked, and once there, Trevor had taken hold of his cock, and Terry had started rubbing his butt. He enjoyed both immensely, and decided the twins had as much to lose as he did. "Yeah, you can play with mine," Adam said. "If you want," he added, still making it clear it was the twins' idea, and not his own. He stood there being fondled and stroked by two pairs of identical hands in the warm, driving rain. He shivered from time to time from the exciting new feelings coursing through his young body. Clearly the twins had done this with each other for some time. The thought of the two nearly identical boys, lying in bed together and pleasuring each other pushed him to an unexpected and powerful orgasm. "Holy shit!" Trevor exclaimed, as George began shooting his sperm into the air and onto the ground. "I wasn't even stroking him! Well, not much." Both twins watched as three full shots of cum launched into the air, and then the rest dribbled from the tip of George's dick, over Trevor's hand. "You horny little shit!" Terry said to George. "I can't believe you came so quick. Many, you're a sex pot." **************************************************************** Adam had just cum for the second time since he'd seen the three naked boys walk out into the rain. He'd luckily had his binoculars aimed just at the right place to see the new boys shoot his sperm, amazed at how much he had squirted. He licked his lips, wondering what it would have been like to have the boys shoot into his mouth as he held his lips tightly around their wonderful looking cocks. He dreamed of a scenario in which he could join the twins playing in the rain, unashamed to stroke each other, or even another boy. Despite how close his binoculars made them seem, he longed to be with them in person, maybe feeling their smooth skin and playing with their hard cocks. And he knew for a fact that, if given the chance, he would take any or all of the three boys' dicks in his mouth, and swallow every drop they had to offer. He'd never given a blow job, but he knew he would for the boys now stroking each other out in the rain. **************************************************************** "He's up there," Trevor said. "How do you know?" Terry asked. "I could see something move," Trevor explained. "And I swear I saw a reflection, like on his binocular lens." "Who's there?!" George asked in a panicky voice. "Is someone watching us?" "Don't sweat it, George," Terry said soothingly and as softly as he could while still being heard over the rainfall. "There's a neighbor boy who likes to spy on me and Trevor." "What the fuck!" George shouted. "You said no one could see us!" "Yeah, well," Trevor shrugged. "We like to tease him. He's fifteen, and we let him watch us. At night we rub each other off in front of our bedroom widow, and we know he watches us. It's kinda hot, really." "Hot?!" George shouted, holding his hands over his dick. "You knew he would be watching and you made me come out here naked. And you made me... you made me..." "Sorry, dude," Terry said. "It's just we knew that if we told you, we'd never get you to come out and play with us. Besides, we didn't really `make' you." "But seriously," Trevor piped up, "it's no big deal. He's been watching us for a while, and he's never said anything. In fact, I think that if we gave him the sign, he be over here in a second. In fact..." Terry and George watched as Trevor turned to face the attic window, waved and then made an exaggerated beckoning gesture.