Date: Thu, 8 Jun 2023 09:05:38 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: Robby falls asleep part 3 (young friends)

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The weekend was finally arriving, and I couldn't wait. Just thinking
about what Robby and me could get up to and knowing I didn't need to wait
for him to fall asleep. I'd barely seen him all week. On Tuesday, I spent
nearly the entire day with my hand down the front of his shorts. While he
wasn't always hard, whether soft or not, his penis was in my grip, like I
was holding a little leash on a puppy. He wanted my hand there all the
time, too, to the point where if I hadn't touched it for a while, he
would remind me that I could hold it if I wanted.
After Tuesday, however, I hadn't seen him at all. When he wasn't there on
Wednesday, I asked our teacher where he was, but all she could tell me
was something about a sudden out-of-town trip his dad had sent him out of
school for and that it was something to do with his church. She assured
me he was okay and should return to school next week.

As a result, the second half of my week was back to being like old times.
I was back to having no one to talk to and spending my breaks and
lunchtimes alone. On the odd occasion when one of the other boys did
actually speak to me, it was only to ask me where Robby had gone, and I
only told them what little I knew. If the week wasn't dragging when he
was with me, it surely dragged on without him. Every day I asked Mrs
Brooks about him, but every day all she could tell me was what she
already had.

I had yet to tell my parents much of anything about Robby. They knew I
had a new friend and I had spent the weekend at his, but I didn't want to
risk giving away how close Robby and I had become. My parents are pretty
anti-gay; in fact, they are anti-anything that isn't just "normal"
marriage. They knew I had made a friend and were just happy with that,
and so was I. Little did they know that my stomach had been doing
somersaults all week, buzzing with butterflies to see him again.

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"Hey, Mr Leo... " I said late Saturday evening, relieved to finally be at
their front door.

"Hey, Lucas! And just call me Leo."

"Oops, sorry, Leo. Sorry, I am late. My parents had a bunch of chores for
me to do before they would let me come over. Is Robby back?"

"He sure is, but he has just popped into the shower. You can wait in his
room for him if you like."

Heck yeah! In my brain, I punched the air, but outwardly I politely
nodded, letting myself down to his room and flopping on his bed. I had
been days without him, and I couldn't wait. Even the room smell reminded
me of him as I looked around it. I was in bliss, knowing he would be with
me any moment.

So many memories flooded back as I waited. His computer still sat in the
corner, and although playing computer games last time was fun, I hoped we
wouldn't need it this time. The posters on the wall showed all the stuff
Robby liked, and his bookshelf was full of cool books, all the things
that meant something to him. Some of his dirty laundry lay scattered on
the floor, so I grabbed one of his t-shirts that was within reach. I
brought it to my face and closed my eyes, inhaling his scent like bliss.
I could smell him on his clothes.

Being in his room and smelling his scent made me feel safe and happy.
Smelling his shirt again, I couldn't help but smile. It was his smell,
and I had missed it. I had missed it after holding his cock all day
Monday and Tuesday, sometimes secretly sniffing my hand afterwards. His
shirt stunk of his odour, but to me, it smelled good. It didn't smell
stinky, or sweaty, or like a girl's smell. It was a boy's smell--his
smell. Robbies smell. I sniffed it again, losing myself in his scent, not
realising I had company.

"There are some cleaner ones in the drawer, " Leo said from the bedroom
door.

Panic surged through me as I realised I had been caught red-handed, my
face still in his shirt, still clutching it in my hands.

"Ahh! I was just, um..." I stuttered, my mind racing to come up with an
explanation.

Leo laughed heartily, "Haha! Don't worry about it, little buddy," he
reassured me. "I'm sure if you look around, you might find some of
Robby's dirty socks or even some undies if you're brave enough!"

My eyes widened in surprise. Was Leo joking? The thought of searching for
Robby's dirty underwear seemed both exciting and a bit scary, but why
would his dad suggest such a thing?

"I'm sorry, Leo. You don't think I'm weird now, do you?"

"Hah! Of course, you're weird! If you weren't weird, Robby wouldn't have
invited you around! Twice! There is nothing you can do that will freak me
out, Lucas. As I told you last time, I let Robby do what he wants, and if
you're under my roof, that applies to you too.

"T..thanks. " I replied, still embarrassed about being caught. "Has he
told you anything about us?"

Leo's eyes twinkled back at mine. "He tells me everything," he boasted.
"He told me all about how you two sit together in class and what you two
get up to. He even told me about a certain first kiss."

My cheeks flushed as I looked down at the floor. "Just a kiss?" I asked
sheepishly.

Leo chuckled and winked at me. "Well, I suppose he doesn't tell me
EVERYTHING," he admitted with a grin. "But he did tell about some of the
places those kisses were planted."

I gasped, my eyes widening with surprise, my face turning an even deeper
shade of red.

"I... I guess he does tell you everything," I muttered. Although feeling
shameful that Leo seemed to know it'll, I was also relieved knowing that
Robby's dad was cool with it all. His playfulness and acceptance of me
and Robby making me jealous that my parents weren't the same way.

"Just a word of advice, Lucas," Leo said, his voice turning. "Robby has
experienced a lot already. I know it might be hard for you to fully grasp
at your age, but trust me when I say that whatever you come up with,
Robby will be up for it. So don't be shy, okay?"

I nodded. It was a lot to take in, but it made sense with how different
Robby was from all the other kids my age.

Suddenly the sound of Robby's excited voice filled the room. My heart
skipped a beat as he appeared around the corner, instantly lighting up
the space. There he was, my friend and partner in crime, wearing only a
towel wrapped around his waist, his chest bare, and his damp hair still
clinging to his head. My cheeks flushed with a mix of excitement and
admiration. Oh my god, he looked so hot!

"Hey, Lucas!" Robby exclaimed, his eyes shining. I couldn't help but
smile back, feeling a rush of emotions surging inside.

"Hey..." I managed to reply, my voice shaky from his return.

"I'll make my exit," Leo announced, sensing the energy in the room and
closing the bedroom door behind him.

"I missed you!" I blurted out, my voice cracking slightly with emotion.

Robby's face lit up, grabbing me and pulling me into a tight bear hug. "I
missed you too, you weirdo!" he teased.

With his arms wrapped around me and my head resting on his shoulder,
 everything felt right in the world again. The scent of his wet hair
mingled with the room, dripping onto me, and I didn't care one bit. This
was my friend, my boyfriend, my secret. And he was all mine. As the wet
droplets from his hair trickled down my face, I couldn't hold back a
second longer. I had been waiting all week, and I wanted him NOW.

"Are you wearing anything under that towel?" I asked.

"Wanna see?" Robby grinned.

I nodded vigorously. Robby stepped back for our embrace, watching me
coyly as he swayed from side to side. He slowly undid the knot on the
towel, all sexy-like, before tossing it aside, all my dreams coming true.
Nude. Completely bare. My mouth dropped and ran dry, Robby's naked body,
like an unwrapped present, all for me.

"Wow..." I gasped.

Robby returned back to me, his naked body wrapping itself in mine, my
hands cupping his bare bum cheeks. His mouth sought out mine, kissing me,
our lips entwined. I gripped his ass tight; I never wanted to let go.

"Touch my dick, Lucas. Please?" Robby begged.

I moved my arm round the front, gripping his cock. I found it. His hard
cock, already twitching in my grasp, Robby kissing me back hard as I
squeezed him.

"Your dad said I could do anything, " I gasped, his mouth wrestling mine.

"Yeah... you can," Robby replied between breaths.

I playfully wrestled him around, pushing him down on his bed with me on
top. His bed bounced as I weighed down on him; I tugged at my shorts,
feeling frantic to be naked like he was but unsure of what we could do
from there. Robby watched me as I tore everything off like a mad thing.
What had I become?

"Look at you go! " Robby laughed beneath me, his laughter filling his
room.

"Shut up," I retorted, trying to hide my nervousness. Naked with Robby,
we continued rolling around on his bed, though he didn't seem to be
putting up much of a fight. However I bent him or wanted to touch him, he
let me. More than once, our boners touched, brushing against one another
in a moment of erotic heat, causing us both to flinch and moan together.
If he had been the other sex, we would have already...done it.

"Why couldn't you have been a girl?" I muttered, grinding my crotch
against his.

Robby's laughter continued, his amusement infectious. "But girls are
gross!" he exclaimed between giggles. "Why would you want that?"

We were still just kids, our innocence shielding us from the implications
of what we could do, but our being together was quickly pushing past
those boundaries.

"Yeah, they are," I replied, grinning at him. "But then we could at least
do... well, you know, the sex thing."

As soon as the words left my mouth, I couldn't believe I had said it out
loud. Robby's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and curiosity dancing in
his eyes. We exchanged a glance, his eyes reflecting a silent
acknowledgement of what my mind was thinking.

"The sex thing?" he repeated, his voice uncertain. "What do you mean?"

"I know we are way too young, but at least if you were a girl, you would
have one of those... you know, their slit "thing". The one our thing goes
inside of."

"But I've got a thing you could use like that, too." Robby insisted.

"You mean you're mouth? That feels nice and all, but it's not-"

"Not my mouth, silly. My butthole. You could give that a try if you
want?"

My brain put the mechanics of such an idea together. I calculated in my
head the size of my dick and his butthole. It all made perfect sense. I
had just never imagined such a thing.

"Have you done that before?" I asked curiously. "Does it work?"

"Sure! I've done it a few times! It took a while before I could take a
big one, but yours should be easy!"

I felt a pang of hurt at his unintended insult of my size. My brain was
still apprehensive about the idea of sticking my dick in such a place,
but my tingling dick had other ideas.

"Turn over, " I ordered.

"About time, " Robby winked, eagerly turning onto his front.

Seeing Robby's butt again made my dick strain ever harder. Robby even
helped by spreading his bum cheeks apart, showing me his clean pink hole.
I felt nervous. This was going to be my first time...doing it.

"I'm kind of scared..." I confessed.

"Don't be. Father Kevin and some of his friends did this to me lots of
times. Just shove your dick up in me, and you will love it. Promise!"

Robby wiggled his ass back at me, wanting it. I swallowed hard, lining my
dick against his crack like a plane on a runway. I swallowed again before
aiming the head of my dick against his willing hole, and giving it a
little jab.

"There it is, "Robbie muttered into his pillow. I was amazed at how
relaxed he seemed, whereas I was tense as anything.

I pushed a bit, carefully at first, not entirely sure what to do. The
head of my dick didn't find much resistance, disappearing into the fold
of his ass like I was entering a tight winter glove. The heat inside him
smothered me, a hot ribbed channel inside, my cock sinking even deeper.

"Oh, man... "

"Ahmmm... there ya go... "Robbie sighed.

"This feels so..."

"Now push in and out. You won't hurt me."

I heard him but never wanted my dick to live in that snug space again. I
rocked my hips back and forth, feeling his hole rub back at my pole. Oh
wow. I humped Robby's butt back and forth, careful not to let my dick
slip out. Whatever I was doing, I was doing something right; Robby was
moaning as much as I was, little puffs of air escaping him each time I
pushed in. I rocked my hips over and over, sticking my dick into that hot
tight space.

"Oh Robby, oh Robby, Oh Robby, " I repeated over and over again, the
suction of his hole gripping mine just as my hand had been holding onto
his at school. I still didn't understand what cumming was, but I could
tell the signs this time, heat flooding from my dick, a pressure
building, telling me what was to come.

"Fuck me, Lucus. "Robby moaned under me, his body bouncing in time with
my fucks and the bed springs creaking in sync. I closed my eyes, letting
it happen, up and down on his bum like a trampoline.

The moment happened, my eyes rolled back in my head. I gripped his ass
tight, groaning as my immature balls squeezed, attempting to deliver what
I couldn't make yet. I collapsed. Sort of squashing Robby for a moment
before rolling off and laying on my back beside him. My chest was going
in and out, Robby propping himself up on his elbow to look back at me.

"Was that sex?" I asked, still in a daze.

"Yeah, bum sex. Like it?"

"Heck yeah..." I replied, helping myself to Robby's cock again, causing
him to moan and smile at me. "You're still hard. I'm not. "

"That's okay," Robby answered softly.

Robby groaned, bucking his hips as I stroked his cock, pulling his
foreskin down. His glans revealed; I could see the head was saturated
with precum, glistening with his own boyhood juices.

"You should get a turn, though."

I thought about it for a moment. Something I would never have imagined I
would have done crossed my mind. Something that, before meeting Robby, I
never would have considered. It lingered, but something in my head still
blocked me. Something was still trying to hold onto what was "normal."

"I don't know if I can do the same things you can, " I admitted looking
down at it.

"That's okay. "Robby replied. "I'm happy just letting you play with me as
you want. You don't have to do anything if you aren't ready."

"But it's like it isn't fair, me doing these things, and you not getting
anything back."

"It's okay, Lucas. I promise. I'm used to it being this way. Just promise
me one thing. After I fall asleep, and you do... whatever you want to me.
When you go to sleep too, can you hold me like you do in class? I like it
when you hold my dick. I feel safer, like you are in control.

"I can do that, " I said, his eyes fluttering. I looked across from him,
noting the time was already 8.59. "Want about a goodnight kiss?"

We didn't need an answer. Our lips touched, his self all mine. When I
pulled away, it was 9:00, and he was fast asleep.

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