Date: Sun, 19 Jun 2016 13:43:23 +0100 From: puermalo14@hushmail.com Subject: sam's sex adventures Nifty is an incredible resource. I urge you to support it if you can and consider a donation to keep it alive and active. This story is an invention. The characters are not real and the events did not happen. It features sexual activity between two 12-year-old boys and makes reference to several other boys in a sexual context. Do not read it if you are likely to be offended by this kind of material or if you are forbidden from accessing it. SAM'S SEX ADVENTURES PART 6 "Right, boys, get through those showers," ordered Mr. Jenks, the P.E. teacher, as he herded the gaggle of noisy 12-year-olds into the school changing rooms. Sam and his classmates had just finished a rather exhausting gym session but there always seemed energy left for chatter and banter. Sam sat on the bench next to his best mate, Adam. "What are you doing this Friday?" he asked. "Dunno, nothing much," Adam replied, "Why?" "My Mum said it was okay if you wanted to come round and stay overnight, that's all." "You bet!" grinned Adam. Mr. Jenks interrupted their conversation. "Hurry up, you two, we haven't got all day!" Sam removed his trainers (using the usual boy method of treading down the heel of one with the toe of the other), slipped off his vest and stood. He stepped out of his white shorts, grabbed his towel and headed for the steam and noise of the showers. He enjoyed shower-time at school and was always disappointed that it was so quickly over. This was his main chance to check over lots of the other boys in his year group. Today he was able to get a good look at Tom, standing beneath the next showerhead. Tom was a good-looker, that's for sure, and a favourite amongst many of the girls in the class. Tall and dark-haired, confident and clever. Sam watched the water splashing over Tom's lean body. Tom had a nice cock, thought Sam, uncut and with a nicely-developing tuft of pubes. It wasn't any bigger than his own but it was plump and very tempting. Opposite was Gavin, a red-headed boy of Scottish origin and something of a pipsqueak. Sam smiled to himself at the less-developed boy hurrying as best he could and desperately trying not to give much chance for others to see his little hairless knob. Tom left the showers and Amir took his place. A slender Asian boy with a good-sized bush sprouting down there. It was a longish, circumcised cock that Sam really wished he could suck. He wondered if he spurted much when it was wanked. Sam went through the routine of showering as he admired other boys furtively. He caught Adam's eye and they winked at one another covertly. It was obvious that Adam was also checking out the clutch of boys around them. Just time for one more, thought Sam. Ah, Owen, the lovely Owen! Class joker, soccer captain and (most importantly for Sam) the owner of a very suckable boycock which was, unless he was mistaken, rather more erect than perhaps it should be. Maybe Owen likes other boys too, thought Sam. As he left the showers, grabbing his towel from the row of hooks, he passed Mr. Jenks, standing at his usual vantage point. Sam had rather assumed that the teacher always stood by the door of the shower room so he could better control the noisy, excitable boys. For the first time, it occurred to Sam that maybe Mr. Jenks stood in that same spot so he could enjoy the sight of each naked boy as they went back and forth. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Friday came and Adam accompanied Sam home for their sleepover. They had pizza in front of the TV with the rest of the Sam's family. Sam had an argument with his older brother Josh; fairly predictable behaviour between the two brothers which their father promptly put an end to. Later, Sam and Adam spent an hour or so playing on the Xbox until mum told them it was getting late and probably time they went to bed. "Okay, mum, see you in the morning!" Sam agreed, much to her surprise. Usually bed time signaled another dispute but tonight Sam seemed quite content to follow her edict. "Goodnight, boys," she said, "Sweet dreams." She closed the bedroom door and left the boys alone. "Will she come back and check on us?" asked Adam. "No, she never does," Sam said, "As long as we don't cause trouble and keep the noise down." "It isn't a question of keeping the noise down, it's more a question of keeping this down!" Adam grinned and thrust his groin forwards showing off an obvious stiffie inside his trousers. Sam laughed and leapt on his pal. A mock wrestling match followed with the two youngsters grabbing for one another's privates. "Let's get ready for bed" suggested Adam, out of breath. "I've a better idea," Sam chuckled, "We'll have a sexy strip show first." "What, like you first then me?" "No, we'll take off the same things at the same time." He turned the bedside lamp on and switched off the main lights, suddenly giving a more intimate ambience to their proceedings. Then he stood on top of the bed and instructed Adam to join him (why do boys enjoy standing on beds so much?). He begun to hum a pop hit as a musical accompaniment for the strip and pulled his shirt up and over his lithe, young torso. Sam followed and was quickly topless. Next came the socks, one at a time (a tricky manoeuvre when standing on a bed). Sam unfastened his trousers and unzipped. Adam did likewise but couldn't resist turning his back on Sam and wiggling his tight little arse. Trousers were removed leaving the boys in just their underwear. Each boy had a sweet bulge in front. There was a countdown – three, two, one – and two twelve-year-old boycocks sprang free. They each moved closer and reached for the other's stiff organs, fondling one another and feeling the throbbing hotness. No words were needed as they sank down onto the top of the bed and into a sixty-nine position. Sam licked Adam's hardness. Adam sucked Sam's stiffness. Sam examined every inch of his friend's genitals. The cock was a bit longer than his but thinner. The foreskin rose to a wrinkled point before Sam eased it back to expose the darker glans. At the base was a smattering of delicate pubic hair which Sam toyed with before running his fingers down to the balls. These were nuggets that dangled in a small, hairless bag. Sam couldn't resist licking them, tasting the trace of boy sweat, before sucking each one in turn into his hungry mouth. Adam sighed with delight and then resumed the blowjob on his mate. Eventually they paused. Neither wanted to cum just yet; despite the impetuousness of youth they wanted to enjoy the fun for a while longer. Adam slumped back onto the bed and Sam sat astride him, his hot little bumhole right above Adam's stiffie. He grinded his hips, pushing his bottom against the boy's cock. "Fuck me, baby," Sam joked, putting on his best porn-star actor voice. "Mmmmm, yeah," moaned Adam, "If you were a girl I'd fuck you hard." Sam collapsed onto his friend's warm chest and whispered into his ear, "I'm a boy...but you can still fuck me if you want." He was praying that such a suggestion wouldn't put his friend off. The boys lay still for a moment with Sam rather expecting a rejection of his offer. "Okay," Adam whispered finally, "If you like..." Sam sat up. "Yeah, I want you to fuck me." "Won't it hurt?" "I got some stuff to help. I reckon if you go slowly it'll be fine." Sam reached towards his bedside cabinet and retrieved a jar of moisturizing cream that he'd found earlier in the bathroom. He took a gloop of the cream and began to smear it on his friend's organ. "Shit, that's cold!" giggled Adam. "It'll soon get warm in my bum!" Sam replied. He took some more cream and began to smear it around his ring before pushing a finger inside. Then he laid down on his front beside Sam. "Ready," he whispered. Adam positioned himself behind Sam and guided his cocklet towards the boy's rear. Sam assisted by reaching behind and parting his cheeks, revealing the dark pink orifice and offering it up for invasion. Neither boy had any experience of this but, with a little shuffling and careful aim, Adam soon had the tip of his organ against the virgin hole. He pushed forward, probing Sam and then eased the tip into the boy's bum until it met with tight defiance. "This is fucking horny," Adam said. He pushed again, testing the resistance further. Suddenly the ring seemed to give way and Sam's cock slid halfway inside. "Ngggg!" Sam winced, "Slow down." Adam withdrew a little and then pushed in again. Repeating this action, he found he was soon buried fully inside Sam's hot arse. It was everything that Sam had hoped and so much better than his own finger (which had been finding its way in there rather frequently of late). He raised his bum a little so that Adam could bury his young cock as deep as possible. Adam responded by lying directly on Sam's back. He begun to fuck him slowly, his own little bum a picture of erotic delight as it tensed with each downward thrust. "D'you want me to spunk up inside you?" he asked. Sam moaned his approval. Moments later, Adam's whole body went taut. Pushing as deep as he could he felt his boycock squeezing out his little offering of hot fluid. Sam could feel it too. The hotness, the throbbing, and the knowledge that his best mate was spunking into him tipped him over the edge. Even though he hadn't touched his own cock he felt the pulses of boyjuice oozing from his three-incher. They remained joined for a minute or so as their orgasms subsided. Eventually, Adam allowed his little dick to slide from Sam's tight arse. Then they slept, exhausted and satisfied. They awoke twice during the night and cuddled before wanking one another off in the darkness. In the morning they had another suck and wank session before getting up. Their little balls were drained and each could only manage a pearly drop of spunk. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Later in the day, after Adam had left to return home, Sam's older brother Josh cornered him in the kitchen. "Have fun last night, then?" he sneered. "What d'you mean?" Sam asked. "You and your little bender friend," "We just talked a bit and then went to sleep." "That didn't sound like talking to me! I could hear all sorts of interesting things happening." "Liar!" "I'm not fucking lying," retorted the older boy, "You had better tell me what happened or else I'll spread it around at school that you two are bum chums..." Sam gulped and realized he would have to confess all. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Dear reader: I would like to continue this story and there are several routes I could travel. I would love to hear some suggestions for the many options. Maybe the two brothers have another session? What about the other boys I mentioned here – handsome Tom, pipsqueak Gavin, well-developed Amir, sexy Owen? Let's not forget Andy, the dirty-minded 13-year-old with a huge cock, or should we explore Mr. Jenks further? My email is puermalo14@hushmail.com and I welcome all comments and suggestions.