Date: Fri, 28 Mar 2008 01:51:54 +0100
From: oh-boy@playful.com
Subject: Thanks for Tellin' 5

Hi peeps, here's the next part for you. As always I'd love to hear what the
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Enjoy!

Oliver
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Thanks for Tellin' - Part 5


I had never had a harder time eating some stupid sandwiches. We were
sitting in the Graham's kitchen and the sandwiches were delicious. But I
just couldn't keep my mind off what had happened earlier. And I couldn't
keep my eyes off Matt. Of course we had put on our clothes before going
over to have lunch but now that I knew exactly how gorgeous Matt really
looked, not just underneath his t-shirt but without his pants too, I felt
my dick twitch each time I looked at him. If I looked for more than a
second I would go hard immediately.

Matt seemed to have the same problem, he was shifting uncomfortably in his
seat and whenever our eyes met we both grinned stupidly and blushed. We
always looked away immediately, munching at our sandwiches silently, and I
hoped Mrs. Graham wouldn't notice anything. Mr. Graham was reading a
newspaper, so no danger from that side.

But Matt's grandmother wasn't blind and sure enough after a couple of
minutes she said "What were you boys up to holed up inside over there all
morning? You look like you were caught with your hand in the cookie jar."

I was trying to swallow a piece of sandwich when she said that and that
somehow went wrong. I started choking and coughing and at the same time I
blushed even more. On the up side, my dick got soft immediately from the
shock. Mrs. Graham came over and started hitting me on the back which
actually made me cough even more. When I finally managed to calm down I saw
that Matt was looking at me with a worried look on his face which turned
into a little grin when he saw that I was alright. He looked at me for a
second longer and then turned to his grandma.

"Well, to be honest, we were on Mr. Frank's computer looking at some stuff
on the internet. Dylan isn't supposed to do that on his own without asking
his parents first. But I wanted to show him some things from my old school
back home, so we did it anyway. Sorry grandma."

I thought that was a pretty lame excuse, but Mrs. Graham seemed to buy
it. She looked at Matt. "The internet, hm? I never understood what that's
all about. I've heard you can see all kinds of strange things there. I
don't want you to do that again unless Dylan's parents are there to watch
over what you're doing, is that clear?"

I looked at Matt. He smiled at me and mimicked a huge sigh of relief. I
grinned at him, feeling my blush fade away.

Mrs. Graham went on "Also I don't want you to stay indoors for the rest of
the day in this kind of weather. You should be outside playing ball or
something."

I felt disappointment run through me. I had so looked forward to doing to
Matt what he had done to me right before we were called over to lunch. I
couldn't wait to finally get his beautiful dick into my mouth. I was so hot
my dick started to get hard again at the thought despite what had just
happened.

Then Mr. Graham said something for the first time. "I want to wash the car
after lunch. Why don't you two help me with that? That will keep you out of
trouble for a while."

He said it with a smile in his voice and he gave us a little wink before
looking over at his wife. Matt and I looked at each other with a certain
resignation and Matt said "Sure Grampa."

When we were done eating Mr. Graham said "You can go and roll out the hose
and get what we need from the garage, I'll get changed and bring out the
car in a minute."

Matt and I walked through into the garage, using the door from the
kitchen. The garage was dark and cool, the big door still closed. As soon
as we were inside and the door was closed Matt pushed me up against the
door and kissed me. I was a little surprised but I eagerly opened my mouth
to let his tongue in. We stood like that kissing deeply for a few
seconds. I was rock hard again and I could feel Matt's boner push into mine
through our pants.

Then Matt broke the kiss and said "Ok, I needed that. But now we better get
ready. My grandpa will be here in a second. At least we can take our shirts
off again. Don't want to get them all wet, do we?" And with that he pushed
the switch that opened the garage door and we started collecting all the
stuff we needed to clean the car.

So we spent the afternoon working with Mr. Graham. He was a cool enough guy
and we actually had quite a bit of fun. Of course I for one knew exactly
how we could have had a lot more fun but we just had to wait. And I really
did enjoy watching Matt with his bare upper body work away, watching his
muscles move as he polished the hood, watching the sweat glisten on his
tanned skin, watching the sun glint off his thin golden necklace and off
the equally golden hairs on his arms and legs. Once or twice when he caught
me looking at him open mouthed he gave me quick splash from the hose he was
holding to bring me back down to earth, which I inevitably reciprocated by
throwing my wet sponge at him. So all in all it wasn't a bad afternoon at
all.

Just as we were finishing my Dad drove up, finally back from his business
trip. He came over to where we were working and we all started talking for
a bit. I was a little anxious that Mr. Graham would say something about our
supposed illegal use of Dad's computer but he didn't, so that was a
relief. Then Dad said that he had spoken to Mom and they had agreed that we
would meet her for dinner in town and told me to go and get showered and
ready. I looked at Matt with a pained look and he smiled back at me
wistfully.

He said "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

I was about to answer when my Dad said "Matt, you're welcome to come along
if you like."

For a second I got my hope up but then Mr. Graham said "That's really kind
of you, Richard, but I think Matt will stay home tonight and spend some
time with us. The boys can get back together tomorrow, right?" And he
looked at Matt.

Matt's face fell a bit but he said "Sure Grampa, no problem."

So I went with my Dad and we spent the night having dinner at a nice
restaurant with my Mom and they took me to see the new Pixar movie
afterwards. It was good fun but more than once I imagined what Matt and I
could have been doing, back home or even here in the movie theater if he
had been allowed to come with us. I popped a boner more than once during
the movie and I was glad it was dark.

When we got back home I went up to my room and right away looked over to
see if Matt was still up. The light was on in his room and he was sitting
at his open window waiting for me. He was naked except for a towel wrapped
around his waist. When he saw me he grinned. He looked left and right out
of his window and then stepped back into the room a couple of steps. I
wondered what he was up to when he took hold of his towel and let it slip
to the ground. I gasped when I saw his hard dick spring up as soon as the
towel fell. Matt looked over at me and grinned. Then he grabbed his dick in
his right hand and started slowly running his fist up and down his shaft.

Once again my dick sprang up painfully inside my shorts and I ripped them
open as fast as I could without taking my eyes off Matt, stroking himself
slowly in his room. For a second as I ripped off the rest of my clothes I
worried that someone might be able to see what we were doing. But then I
realized that if I stepped back into my room a little like Matt had done I
could see no other window next door, much less the street or the driveways,
and therefore no one could see me either except for Matt.

By now Matt was leaning back on the back of his desk chair, stroking his
dick with slow but hard strokes. He was watching me with a smile on his
face. I stood looking at him, my legs spread a little, my dick sticking up
in front of me. I grabbed my dick in my right hand and started matching
Matt's jacking stroke for stroke. We looked at each other and I could see
Matt's breathing get harder as his chest rose and fell while he was
stroking himself. He was too far away for me to hear his panting but I was
starting to moan a little with the feeling I was giving myself while
watching my gorgeous boyfriend pleasure himself. The thought almost brought
me over the edge right away. Yes, Matt was my boyfriend now. I was sure of
it.

I had to concentrate real hard so I wouldn't close my eyes with my orgasm
setting in. But I didn't want to miss a thing Matt was doing. And just as I
felt my first spasm run through me I saw Matt's body contract a little, his
sixpack becoming more pronounced for a second, and then, just as my own cum
started shooting from my dick onto the floor, I saw Matt's juice spurt out
in a long white string which looked like it wanted to go out the window. My
orgasm shook me for the longest time and I watched Matt shoot out at least
five more strings of cum too.

When I finally calmed down a little I stepped back up to the window, making
sure to keep my crotch below the window sill in case anyone was watching.

Matt leaned out his window and in our typical way whisper/shouted "Hey, I
gotta tell you something tomorrow. I'll come over after breakfast. Good
night."

I answered "Can't wait. Good night"

Matt reached up to pull down his blind and I turned back into my room. I
looked down at the mess I had made on the carpet. Not that it made much of
a difference. That carpet had been in there since I was a little kid and it
had enough stains on it so the new ones wouldn't really show up much once
they were dry. I was glad my parents had never gotten around to putting in
a new one like they had planned to do for quite a while. Still I got some
Kleenex and wiped up as much as I could.

When I was done I put fresh sheets on my bed and crawled in. I was so
excited about all that had happened that day that I had a hard time calming
down. Last night I had been in turmoil because I didn't know what to make
of the situation with Matt. Today we had not only cleared up the situation,
we were actually together, I thought. Man, I had had more orgasms in one
day than ever, and most of those were actually with Matt right there,
making me cum one way or another. And he loved it as much as I did. He had
kissed me, really kissed me. With his tongue in my mouth and
everything. And he had sucked me off. My dick had really been in his
mouth. I couldn't wait to do it to him too.

While I was thinking these things my hand had wandered to my dick all of
its own again. I started jacking once more. I realized my dick was really
tender by now but I couldn't stop. So once again I shot my cum all over
myself, or what little was left of it after all of today's sex, before
finally falling into a deep satisfied sleep.

In the morning, alone again with Mom and Dad off to work, I was sitting in
the kitchen waiting anxiously for Matt to finally show up. I hadn't
bothered to put on more than a pair of boxers, hoping for a little action
of the kind we had discovered to be so much fun yesterday. I didn't have to
wait long before the door opened and Matt stormed in. He stopped for a
second when he saw me sitting there. Then he grinned and ripped off his
shirt. I got out of my chair and without saying a word we stepped up to
each other, embraced and started kissing. It was wonderful to feel his body
close to mine again, to have his tongue in my mouth, to taste the inside of
his mouth with my tongue. I could taste his tooth paste and the yoghurt he
had had for breakfast.

I had to laugh at that and Matt said "Hey, what's so funny?"

I grinned at him. "Nothing, I can taste your breakfast in your mouth,
that's all."

He grinned back at me. "Oh, ok." Then his face got more serious. "Listen, I
have to tell you something. When you left with your Dad last night my
Grandpa got all serious and said he had to talk to me. So he took me to his
study and made a little speech. Basically what he said was that they knew
about the trouble I was in back home and with the way we acted yesterday he
wanted to make sure I wasn't getting into more trouble with you here. I
actually had to laugh at that and I told him that we definitely weren't
getting into the kind of trouble I had back then. I told him that I was a
completely different person now, and mostly thanks to you. Which is true by
the way."

He stopped talking and looked at me for a second. I had to swallow hard,
not really knowing what to say.

Then Matt grinned and went on "So he said ok, he trusts me and he knows
you're a good kid and we should just make sure to stay out of trouble. So I
guess we gotta be really careful, you know. Make sure they don't get
suspicious when they don't see us around for a while or something. I mean,
I know we're not gonna get into a fight like I did with Devon. But if they
find out what we're really doing, I don't know if to them that's worse or
better than fighting. I have a feeling that they're probably gonna think
it's much worse."

I looked at him. "Yeah, probably. How stupid is that?"

Matt shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah, right. Anyway, I had to promise we
wouldn't spend all of today in here, so we better get outside and let
ourselves be seen."

I must have shown my disappointment clearly because Matt stepped up to me
again and gave me a quick kiss. "Yeah, I know, I would have liked to do
something else too." He actually gave my dick a little squeeze through my
boxers which almost made me cum right there. "But there's nothing to be
done about that right now. Let's play ball, ok? And maybe we can sneak off
somewhere later."

So we spent the morning playing ball and had lunch with Matt's grandparents
again. In the afternoon I had agreed to mow the Warner's lawn and Matt came
along to help me. In the evening with my parents back home we played a game
on Dad's computer but we didn't get any alone time worth mentioning at
all. We were able to kiss a few times, in the hallway or the Warner's
garage, getting out the lawnmower. But nothing like we both lusted for.

Finally at night we gave each other the same display we had the night
before, standing in our respective rooms and jacking off in front of each
other. With all the pent-up sexual stress finally released I had a mind
shattering orgasm while I watched Matt shoot his cum all over his room, but
somehow that didn't bring me the same kind of satisfaction I had felt the
night before.

And that's basically how it went over the next few days, to our utter
frustration. When we were together we could hardly keep our hands off each
other but there was always someone around. And we didn't dare stay alone in
the house for too long in case Matt's grandparents got suspicious and came
in to check on us. Of course on the weekend my parents were home most of
the time anyway, so we never had a chance to do more than sneak a kiss here
and there. At least our nightly little show before we went to bed became a
habit right away so we got a little release that way. But we both longed
for more and it was driving us mad.

I was getting irritable and when my mother asked me what was wrong I almost
told her. I wasn't even sure if she might not actually understand what was
going on. I knew my parents were tolerant and open-minded but I wasn't sure
I was ready for the kind of discussion that was bound to ensue if I told
them I was gay. And I knew Matt was really afraid of someone finding out
about him after what his so-called friends had done to him back home. So I
made up some excuse about not feeling too well and even though my mother
seemed to see right through me she let it rest at that.

Then finally fate seemed to turn in our favor again. I knew my Mom and Dad
had planned to go to some lakeside resort for a few days. I was supposed to
go with them and I had actually looked forward to that before I had met
Matt. Now things looked different though. I couldn't stand the thought of
being separated from him for even one day. So I got up the nerve to ask if
I couldn't maybe just stay home. And in the end it was much easier than I
expected. Because of the way Matt and I had been switching back and forth
between his house and ours over the last few weeks it seemed like we were
both part of the other's family anyway by now, so both my parents and the
Grahams agreed that I could stay with Matt while my parents were gone. Mom
and Dad actually seemed to like the idea of going on their own.

And it got even better. Matt took a deep breath, put in his most innocent
face and said "Hey, we could actually both sleep over in Dylan's house,
then it wouldn't be empty at night. And we could spend more time together."
Then, looking at his grandfather, he went on "You do see that we haven't
been getting into any kind of trouble, right? It would be so cool. We could
get our meals here and you'd be right next door, so we wouldn't really be
alone, right? But we could turn the music up as loud as we want and talk as
long as we want and everything..."

I was sure when he said "everything" he gave me a hint of a wink. I
couldn't believe my ears. I looked at Mr. Graham expectantly, almost sure
that he'd say no.

But he thought about it for a while, looked at Matt and then looked at my
parents. "If it's okay with you, I'd say that would work."

My parents, who didn't know about Matt's "trouble" in the first place, had
no objections, and I was delirious. So at least our days of abstinence were
paying off. I had the urge to jump up and embrace Matt, but of course I had
to resist. I smiled like crazy and I saw Matt also did. My parents were
leaving on Thursday night, they were both taking Friday off work, and they
were coming back Sunday night. We were going to have three whole nights
alone in our house, hours and hours with no one to disturb us. Three nights
to do what we dreamed of doing and then some.

Of course it was only Sunday now and we still had four days to wait but my
mood improved immediately. Matt and I actually enjoyed the next few days,
doing the usual stuff. We knew we would finally be together the way we
wanted to in a few days' time. And we still gave each other our usual
little show at night before going to bed.

And then Thursday night finally came around. My Dad helped me set up the
folding bed in my room, which I knew we wouldn't need anyway. Then my
parents packed their stuff into Dad's car, we all said good bye and off
they went. For some reason, Matt and I were not really paying attention to
anything his grandparents were saying during dinner afterwards and somehow
we both got tired really soon after we had finished eating. We yawned a lot
and finally we managed to say good night and go over to my house.

As I closed the front door Matt said "Not the couch, ok?"

I laughed and raced up the stairs ahead of him. We ran into my room and I
quickly closed the blind on the window. Then we stood looking at each other
for a second. All of a sudden Matt tackled me and threw me on the bed. He
pinned me down with his body and started kissing me really hard. His weight
felt great on me. I opened my mouth and he dug his tongue in. Then I felt
him grind his hips, pushing his pelvis into mine. I was getting dizzy for
lack of air because we were kissing so hard.

Then Matt broke the kiss. "God, I've waited too long for this!"

He raised himself off me and in the same movement he pulled up my
t-shirt. I raised my arms over my head and Matt pulled my shirt all the way
off. He threw it down next to the bed and then he pulled his own shirt off
quickly. I had a second to admire his beautiful body, then he attacked my
pants ferociously and ripped them off together with my boxers. I wasn't
wearing any socks and I had kicked my sneakers off as we entered the house
so I was naked now. I sat up in a flash and threw Matt over onto his back,
ridding him of his pants and boxers too. Both our cocks were rock hard and
already leaking precum.

Matt made a move to sit back up but I pushed him back down. "I have waited
way too long for this too. This is my turn now." And with that I looked
down at his dick, the foreskin still covering the red head. I put my hand
around it and pulled on the skin, like I had done in the shower. As the
foreskin began to slip back I looked up at Matt's face. He had closed his
eyes and thrown his head back. When his foreskin slipped back all the way
Matt groaned.

I looked back at his dick, the head glistening with precum, and I lowered
my face to it and took it into my mouth. The feeling was overpowering. It
tasted strange, a bit salty, and it felt as slippery as it looked. It also
felt really hot and way larger than I had expected. I ran my tongue over it
and that made Matt moan. He writhed underneath me and pushed his hips up so
his dick slipped deeper into my throat. I gagged for a second but I soon
found that I could take him in quite a way if I relaxed enough. It felt
wonderful, like this was how it was meant to be.

I pulled my head back up, almost letting his dick slip back out. I ran my
tongue over its head again and then I went back down on him until my nose
was in his pubes. Matt groaned louder and I thought I heard him moan
something like "Oh god, man, Dylan, man, yeah, that's it..." I loved the
way I could give him this much pleasure. Pretty soon I had a rhythm going
on him, bobbing my head up and down, slipping his dick in and out of my
throat and licking it in between. At the same time I was running my hands
over every part of his body I could reach, his legs, his belly, his pecs. I
was feeling his hot skin, the hairs on his legs, his pubes, the sweat
starting to make his skin slippery.

Matt wasn't saying anything intelligible anymore, he was just groaning and
pushing his hips up to meet my head in the same rhythm. He had dug his
fingers into my hair, but it didn't hurt at all. He was helping me find the
rhythm he needed, and after a while, when I heard him make a deep guttural
sound, he tried to pull my head off his dick. But I was so far gone myself
by now that I didn't care what happened. I was determined not to stop
sucking him until he had shot his load in my mouth. I didn't think about
it, had never thought about it before, I just knew that that was what I
wanted.

So I pushed my head back down, away from his pulling hands. Matt pushed his
hips up one more time, groaned louder than ever and started cumming into my
mouth. He shot spurt after spurt of cum into my mouth and it was
wonderful. It tasted great, so much just like the essence of Matt. I was so
overwhelmed that my own orgasm hit me out of nowhere at the same second. I
pumped my cum onto the bed without even touching myself. With Matt's dick
jumping in my mouth, his cum filling my mouth and running out into his
crotch and my own climax shaking my whole body everything went blank for a
second. All I felt was ecstasy.

When I started to get my senses back I found myself lying next to Matt, my
head at the height of his pelvis. I was panting heavily and so was Matt. I
crawled up a bit so my face was next to his and looked at him. Feeling me
move, Matt opened his eyes. The look he gave me was one of pure bliss.

He took a few more deep breaths and then he said "Oh my god, Dylan, that
was awesome. I never imagined it could feel that way. Thank you."

I grinned at him. "I really enjoyed that too. The wet spot I made on the
bed is proof of that."

He had to laugh at that. "Glad to hear it. I'll make sure you have more to
enjoy a little later. Once I get my breath back, that is."

I laughed too and then I leaned in and kissed him. I wriggled my body next
to his and put my arms around him. Matt opened his mouth and we stuck our
tongues deep into each other's mouths, kissing hard for a long time.

When we broke the kiss Matt said "Hey, if you think tasting my breakfast in
my mouth is funny, I think I can taste my own cum in yours. Now that's
really strange. But yummy, too."

I looked into his gorgeous green eyes and said "So you want some more?" And
then I dove in for another kiss.

We kissed and cuddled and rubbed our bodies against each other for a
while. I was hard as ever and I felt that Matt was too.

Then he said "Ok, my turn to get some of your yummy stuff," and scooted
down on the bed.

I lay back, my dick sticking up. Matt slowly leaned down and I savored the
feeling as he licked the new precum from my dick head and then slipped it
into his mouth. As his lips closed around my glans I couldn't help but
moan. And as Matt lowered his head and my dick slipped deeper into his hot
wet throat my moan turned into a deep groan of pleasure. I threw my head
back and dug my fingers into the sheet by my sides. Matt started a slow
rhythm, moving his head up and down, slipping my dick in and out of his
throat. All of my senses concentrated on the sensations Matt was giving
me. I lay there with my eyes closed, feeling nothing but that incredible
sexual feeling spreading from my dick through my whole body.

With every move of Matt's head, with every caress of his tongue on my dick
head, I went a little further along the way to another earth shattering
orgasm. My breathing and groaning got harder and harder the closer I got. I
bucked up my hips and dug my fingers deeper into the sheet. I clenched my
teeth to keep from screaming out loud. And finally I couldn't hold out any
longer. I pushed my dick up into Matt's mouth and then my first shot
wracked my body from head to toe. I grunted from deep down inside and the
next shot seemed to come from the very center of my being. The feeling was
more than I had ever felt before in my life, almost more than I could
stand.

And it went on and on. I pumped out shot after shot of cum, and Matt took
them all. I felt each shot rise from deep within my body until my orgasm
finally subsided. I let my hips fall back to the bed and when I had gotten
my breath back a bit I opened my eyes. I was still glowing inside. Matt
grinned up at me, my cum dribbling from his mouth. I tried to say something
but I was still so out of breath I couldn't talk.

Matt moved up to me, smiled at me and put a finger on my lips. By now it
was so dark I could hardly see it, but I knew he was looking at me with his
incredible green eyes as he leaned in and kissed me. This time I tasted my
cum in him, and it was strangely exciting.

Matt put his arms around me, pulled me close and, breaking the kiss for
only a second, said "Good night."

And that's how we fell asleep.

In the morning I woke up and once again something had changed. And this
time I knew it was all for the best. Matt was here in bed with me. We had
finally had the hottest sex I could imagine. And I was happy. It just felt
great, being in bed with Matt, doing what felt so right for both of us. I
couldn't begin to understand why someone might think what we were doing was
wrong or dirty.

I looked over at Matt, still asleep next to me. His short blond hair all
tousled up, he lay facing me, the sheet pulled up to his hips. Once again I
admired his beautiful body, so gorgeous in the bit of morning sunlight
which filtered through the blind. I almost had a hard time believing that
last night had really happened. But I only had to listen to my body, pay
attention to the way it felt, still glowing a bit from last night's sex, to
know that it was true. I reached out my hand and ran my fingers softly
through his hair. Matt's hair. My Matt's hair. My boyfriend's hair. I was
so happy I almost cried.

Matt opened his eyes. He seemed disoriented for a second, but when he saw
me a wide grin spread across his face. He tried to say something but he had
to clear his throat to get his voice to work after sleeping.

Then he said "Hey sexy, quite a night, huh?" and he pushed himself up on
one elbow and kissed me.

I pushed him back and rolled myself on top of him, kissing him back hard.

And then we heard a loud knock on the door downstairs and someone called
out "Hey Dylan! Dylan, you up yet? Marky's back in town. Come on, lemme
in. I got Joey here with me too. Come on man, open up!"

Matt and I sat up in bed like a flash.

"Who is that?" he asked.

"Mark and Joe, they're two friends from school. They're cool. They were out
of town for the summer. Seems they're back. I gotta let them in
though. Mark won't stop making a racket."

Matt looked a little scared. "What are we gonna tell them? They'll notice
what's going on."

Mark was still knocking on the door and screaming his head off. I walked
over to the window, opened the blind and yelled "Alright, leave up. I'll be
downstairs in a minute. Shut up, ok?"

I walked back over to Matt. He was still sitting on my bed, looking
scared. I took his hand and looked him in the eye. I realized that I was
feeling extremely protective towards him. And that was actually a little
funny, seeing how much fitter than me he was.

"Come on, there's nothing strange about having a good friend sleep
over. They're not gonna think it's anything funny. Plus they're good
friends. It'll be ok. And you can be absolutely sure that I won't let
anyone do or say anything to harm you, ok?"

I leaned down and gave Matt a quick kiss. "Come on, put on your shirt and
boxers and come downstairs with me. We'll play it by ear."

Matt got up reluctantly and we put on the most necessary clothes. As we
walked down the stairs I realized that right now my best friends were going
to meet my boyfriend for the first time. And I really didn't know if I
wanted them to know the fact. And I knew that Matt was really afraid of
what would happen.

And I knew one other thing. This was definitely going to be another
eventful day.

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