Date: Mon, 31 Mar 2008 18:50:12 +0200
From: oh-boy@playful.com
Subject: Thanks for Tellin' 6

Hi peeps, here's the next part for you.

I'm giving this story a little different direction so there might be a
little less sex in the next parts. I hope you'll bear with me anyway, I'll
try to provide a little of the fun you're expecting as the situation allows
:)

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you may have. If you think it's not worth reading anymore the way it's
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Enjoy!

Oliver
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Thanks for Tellin' - Part 6


I walked down the stairs with Matt lagging behind. I could hear Mark
chatting with Joe outside the door although I couldn't understand what they
were saying. I unlocked the front door and opened it. The second the door
was open Mark ripped open the screen and practically jumped at me. He
grabbed my right hand with his and pulled me close to hit me on the back
with his left hand.

"Hey Dylan, man, so good to see you. I have things to tell you that you
won't believe. Actually I'm not sure I should tell you, you're probably too
young. But what the heck, it's just so cool, I have to tell you..."

And then he stopped in his tracks. He had pushed his way past me into the
house while he was rattling away and he stopped short when he saw Matt who
had stayed behind and was still standing on the last step of the stairway.

I was holding the door for Joe who shook my hand and grinned, pulling up
one eyebrow as if to say "Yeah, that's Mark, no way to stop him once he
gets going."

I turned around as Joe walked by me and there they were. Mark was halfway
between me and the stairs, staring at Matt. Mark with his shock of curly
brown hair sticking out every which way. I knew that when it was wet it
reached down to his shoulders, but with his thousands of curls it usually
just floated around his head like a halo. Mark was a little older than me,
he had turned fourteen earlier that year. And he was about half a head
taller than me.

Mark Davidson was one of those kids who had shouted "here" twice when self
confidence was distributed. There was nothing he wouldn't try and I had
never seen him hesitate when he knew what he wanted. Still he was in no way
arrogant or egoistic, he was just a really cool guy. And he was my best
friend. Well, besides Joe of course.

Joe on the other hand was almost the complete opposite. He had flat dark
blond hair that he couldn't do anything with. Whatever he tried, after an
hour at the most it was back to just lying flat on his head. And he was
much smaller, definitely too small for his age. He would be fourteen around
Christmas this year. But he was smart. I mean really smart. And of course,
as stereotypes go, he had to wear glasses. At least he used to until he got
contacts a couple of years ago. That gave him a real boost, finally kids
stopped making fun of him, at least for that reason. And Joe was tough
too. He made up for his lack of size with speed and endurance. And,
completely opposite to the stereotype, he was a really good soccer
player. Which is how the three of us had got to know each other years ago,
playing on the same team in elementary school.

So there they were, both of them looking at Matt, my gorgeous Matt, who was
looking back at them from the stairs with an uncertain look on his face. I
walked over and stood next to him. I almost felt like taking his hand. No,
actually it felt wrong not to take his hand. But I didn't because I didn't
want to make him feel worse than he did anyway.

So I just stood close to him and said "Guys, this is Matt. He moved in with
his grandparents next door a few weeks ago. We've been spending loads of
time together and right now he's sleeping over cause my parents went away
for the weekend. Matt, these are Mark and Joe, my two best friends in the
world."

Mark looked from me to Matt and put on his widest grin. He took the two
steps that still separated him from us and stuck out his hand to Matt. "Hey
Matt, good to know you. Welcome to the neighborhood, I guess."

Matt took Mark's hand and softly said "Hey Mark, thanks. Good to meet you."

He said it more softly than I had ever heard him speak before and again I
realized that he was really scared.

Then Joe also came over and offered Matt his hand, a little more
hesitantly, and said "Yeah, hi Matt."

Matt grinned shyly at Joe. "Hi Joe."

Then Mark seemed to remember what he had been about to tell me when he
stormed into the house. He walked into the room, plopped down in one of the
easy chairs and said "Ok guys, listen to this. You won't believe what
happened to me over in France. I wanted to tell you yesterday but you
didn't answer the phone. So I told Joe he had to wait till today too, I
don't wanna tell everything twice."

He looked around at us and grinned. "Actually I love talking about it all
the time but I didn't want to ruin the suspense. Ok, here goes."

Joe also grinned and sighed at Mark's ebullience. Then he walked over to
the other chair and sat down. I looked at Matt and motioned for him to come
with me. We sat down on the couch and looked at Mark expectantly.

"So you know we went to Europe, right? One of the stops was Nice, really
high class place on the coast of France, with beach and everything. We were
in this hotel and the first day at lunch I see this girl. She's about
fifteen, long blond hair, legs up to here, you know what I'm talking
about."

Mark looked around at us to see whether we were getting the picture. I saw
Joe grin knowingly but Matt looked at Mark with a blank face and I knew I
didn't look much more enthusiastic either.

So Mark went on "Anyway, you know me, I don't waste time."

Joe snickered and I had to grin too. I could imagine what was coming. I had
seen Mark do it a couple of times, though he never yet had gotten what he
really wanted.

"So I walk up to her at the buffet and go 'Hey, you feel like taking a swim
with me?' Turns out she's British, name's Charlotte. And can you believe
it, she looks me up and down and goes 'Sure, why not. Meet me in the lobby
in half an hour, ok?'"

Joe whistled softly. I had to admit that I envied Mark for the way he went
about these things. He just did them. And most of the time people went
along with him. I had no doubt that this had really happened.

I looked over at Matt who in turn was looking at Mark. I could see in his
face how uncomfortable he was. This must remind him of that asshole Devon,
all the talk about girls and stuff. I moved my leg over just a bit so it
touched his. I was sure the others didn't notice, they weren't paying
attention to us. But Matt noticed. He looked at me and I gave him a wide
grin to let him know I was with him in this, he didn't need to worry. He
smiled back weakly and then turned back to Mark.

"So I walk into the lobby half an hour later and there she really is. I'm
carrying my swim stuff but she hasn't got anything with her. As I walk up
to her she goes 'Hey, I know what would be lots more fun than
swimming. Feel like coming up to my room? My brother said he wanted to rent
one of those scooters and ride along the coast so we have the place to
ourselves.' Hey, I was baffled, but only for a second, and I go 'Yeah,
cool.' So we go up and she unlocks the door and walks in. And then she
stops and starts laughing her head off. She goes 'Hey Mark, you gotta come
in and see this.' So I walk in and there is her brother, he's like
seventeen or something, kneeling in front of the bellboy from the
lobby. And the bellboy has his dick out and bro' is sucking him."

Mark made a pause to let the information sink in. I couldn't help but grin,
and Matt was also showing a little smile. But Joe didn't seem to think it
was funny. He looked at Mark with a funny look, like he had seen some yucky
spider or something.

Finally Mark went on "Those two looked at us like we were aliens or
something. Then Charly goes 'Hey Davey-boy, I always had you pegged for a
fag. Nice scooter you got there. Anyway, I guess I won't tell if you won't
tell, deal?' And Davey-boy just nodded. Then she pulls me over and pushes
me down on the bed. Man, I was so horny my pants almost exploded. And so
she opens my fly like she does it every day and grabs my dick and starts
sucking me. I mean, there are two guys sucking each other on one bed and
she was doing me on the other, I felt like I was in Twilight Zone or
something."

Mark grinned at us. "I almost shot my load right there, I mean, who
wouldn't? But she knew what she was doing. Like I said, like she did it
every day. She stopped just in time and said 'Hey Davey, you got a condom
there?' I mean, I was thinking, is this real? But it was. Davey stopped
sucking bellboy and pointed at the nightstand. So Charly gets a condom and
puts it on my dick. And then I swear I don't remember anything but man did
she know what she was doing. And man did I shoot a load in that
condom. Hell, that was like all dreams come true and then some. Can you
believe that? And all the while I hear those two guys sucking and moaning
next to us. They were sure having their share of fun."

Mark looked around again at his audience. Matt was grinning more widely
now, and so was I, but again Joe looked on with a strange mixture of
emotions on his face. On the one hand he was fascinated, I was almost
certain I could see the hint of a boner in his wide shorts. But he also
looked a little repulsed. I couldn't really read him right then.

Mark licked his lips and went on "So we're doing it like crazy for like
half an hour. And then, when we're done, Charly goes 'Ok, thanks Mark, that
was good fun. Too bad we're leaving in the morning. But you'll get over it,
right?' I mean, hey, I wasn't in love with her or anything, but man, she
was one cool bitch. Like I said, guess she does that all the time. Only she
never knew her brother also did it, and how." He laughed at that. "So I get
up, the boys are still going at it, now Davey is getting his dick sucked by
bellboy. I put on my pants and Charly and Davey both go 'Bye Mark' at the
same time. That was so funny, I just had to laugh. And then I left and that
was that. There, end of story. How cool is that. Best vacation I ever had,
for sure."

I grinned at Mark. "Man, that's some story. Bet you're sorry you're not in
England right now."

Mark grinned back at me. "Yeah right. Except for the funny accent. But man,
I tell you, when she first put my dick in her mouth, that was like the
hottest thing you can imagine. I mean, that was like the first time someone
touched me down there and then like that. That was almost better than
fucking her. Almost. You should really give it a try some time."

I shot Matt a quick look and I realized that we were both blushing. Joe was
still quiet, looking at us. I didn't know what was going on with him. But
hearing Mark talk about those two gays that were with him in that room I
had made a decision. Not consciously, I just knew that I had to do
something.

I said "So didn't you mind those two guys doing each other there?"

Matt laughed. "Hey, they do what they do, I do what I do. As long as they
don't have a go at me they can have all the fun in the world for all I
care."

Joe made a strange snorting sound, but still he didn't say anything.

I pressed my leg firmly against Matt's. Matt jumped a bit and looked over
at me. I smiled at him, nodded my head and turned back to Mark. I took
Matt's hand and saw Mark's eyes widen.

I said "Actually Matt and I have tried that sucking thing. With each
other."

Matt sucked in his breath, and I felt like he was about to get up and
run. I grabbed his hand more firmly.

Mark looked at us with big eyes for a second and then a grin crept across
his face which developed into a laugh. "Ok, well, that's something. Guess I
wasn't the only one who had a good vacation."

I heard Matt let out a long slow breath next to me.

Mark was still chuckling. "Hmm, if I think about it, that explains a few
things then. You never really were into girls that much, right? I always
thought, hey, he's just a late bloomer. Looks like you just bloomed the
other way, huh. Are you really sure?"

I had to laugh. I looked at Matt, grinned widely and said "Oh yes, I
am. Believe me. With this guy here, I couldn't be more sure of anything in
the world."

Matt finally also grinned again. And he flinched only a little when I
leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the mouth.

And then Joe finally said something. He got up from his chair and said "Oh
man, you guys are crazy. I gotta get outta here."

And he turned and ran out the front door. Mark and I looked at each other
in shock. I could see that Mark had no more clue than I what had just
happened.

Matt softly said "Shit!"

Mark looked at him and asked "What?"

I said "Matt had some problems back home when his friends realized he was
gay. I mean, like real problems. He didn't want me to tell you guys. And
now with Joe acting all funny..."

I turned to Matt. "I'm sorry, I didn't think he would react like that. Who
knows what that was about."

And then Mark did a typical Mark thing. Something that was just right,
never doubting it was right. He came over and sat on the arm of the couch
next to Matt.

He put his hand on Matt's shoulder and said "Hey, I don't have a clue who
you are and where you came from, but I can see that you mean a hell of a
lot to Dylan. And that's all I need to know. We'll sort this out if I have
to drag Joe back here by his ear." He chuckled. "He doesn't have enough
hair to drag him by, guess it's gotta be the ear."

Matt gave a feeble smile.

Mark went on "I don't know what happened to you back home, but we're
different here. And Joe is too. He's a good guy. I don't know what that was
about, but don't worry, we'll work it out, ok?"

Matt gave a deep sigh. He looked at Mark and smiled at him. "Ok, thanks. I
mean, really. I'm a bit edgy about the whole thing. Thanks for being so
cool."

Mark grinned back at him. "Sure thing. After all, I love my Dyllie-boy." He
hesitated for a second. "I mean, you know what I mean. Not like you, I
guess."

Now Mark was clearly flustered. I had to laugh at that and then Mark and
Matt laughed too.

Mark went on "Anyway, what's good for him is ok with me so that's that. And
now I'll go find that little twerp Joe and find out what hit him
there. I'll see if I can get him back here later, kay?"

I looked at Mark thankfully. "Yeah, great. Thanks so much. Call me when you
know what's going on, ok?"

Mark got up and headed for the door. "Will do. Laters." And out he went.

When Mark had closed the door I looked over at Matt. He was sitting there
with a dazed look on his face. I put my arms around him and pulled him
close, but he was sort of stiff.

"Hey, that didn't go half bad. I'm sorry I didn't ask you first. But with
that crazy story of Mark's it was like a cue. It just fit so well. I just
felt I had to tell them. It was as if I was lying to them if I didn't, ok?
Please don't be mad."

Matt finally relaxed in my embrace. He sighed deeply and said "I'm not mad,
I was just so damn scared. You're right. It didn't go half bad. Mark is
some character, isn't he? He's a really cool guy. I like him a lot
already. But what about Joe? I mean, it didn't go half bad, Joe didn't hit
me or anything, but it did go like a quarter bad or something. He obviously
wasn't happy about us."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Yeah, I don't know what that was about. We'll
have to wait and see what Mark tells us. Joe really is a cool guy also,
believe me. His Dad's an asshole though. He's like the richest guy in town
or something, owns the BMW dealership downtown. But my Dad says he got
where he is by stepping on anyone in his way. I mean, he doesn't hit Joe or
anything, I guess he really loves him. But some of the things he says
sometimes, I don't know. It's actually a wonder that Joe is the way he is,
basically the complete opposite of his Dad. But Joe is way smart, I guess
he just knows better."

Matt sighed again and wriggled himself into a more comfortable position in
my embrace. "I hope you're right. It would be so great not to have to hide
anymore. I couldn't even imagine what that would be like." He took another
deep breath. "Man, I'm completely wiped out. I feel like I ran five miles
or something. That really got to me, I guess."

I looked at the clock of the VCR. "Hey, is that how late it is? I'm
starving. Let's get some breakfast and make sure your grandparents don't
send out the detectives if they don't see us outside soon."

That made Matt laugh a little. "Yeah, ok. And I feel a little sticky under
my shirt. Wonder where that comes from." He gave me a wide grin and sat
up. "Listen, I'll call over to my Grandma, tell her your friends were here
to say hello. Does she know them?"

I nodded my head. "Don't know if she would know their names but they hang
out here all the time. She knows them alright."

Matt grinned. "Ok, so I'll ask very innocently what their plans are for
today and see whether they expect us over there soon. Then we can take a
good long shower after breakfast and see what other adventures the day will
bring."

By now my Matt was finally smiling his beautiful smile widely again. He
seemed to have gotten over the shock of the morning. He got up from the
couch and pulled me up with him. Then he hesitated for a second and looked
at me.

"Dyllie-boy, hmm?"

I grabbed his t-shirt and pulled his face close to mine. "Don't you dare
call me that, Matthew, or else..."

He laughed out loud. "Ok, ok, I got it. Come on, you get out some cereal
and I'll get on the phone."

Half an hour later we walked into the bathroom. We both dropped our boxers
and pulled off our shirts in front of each other like it was the most
normal thing in the world. And it was beginning to be normal for us. And
that felt great. I mean, the excitement of the first times was cool
too. But to be here with him, undressing, getting into the shower together,
it was just the way it should be, without a doubt. It couldn't be any other
way. I felt so alive, so sure of myself. For a second I thought of Joe, of
the look he had given us as he ran out.

But then I looked at Matt, naked in the shower, his dick already at half
mast, waiting for me to get in behind him. My dick started rising too. I
stepped into the stream of hot water next to Matt. Matt already had the
shower gel ready and once again he started lathering me up. He turned me so
I faced away from him. Then he stepped up really close behind me and put
his arms around me. I could feel his strong body behind me, pressed up to
my back. He started running his hands, slippery from the shower gel, all
over the front of my body, his left hand on my pecs, his right hand
wandering down over my belly until it reached my crotch.

He put his chin on my right shoulder and said into my ear "Hey gorgeous,
I'm so unbelievably glad I found you. I won't ever let you go."

At the same moment he grabbed my dick and all I could do was gasp. The
feeling of his hand on my dick and the feeling his words caused in my soul
almost made my knees go weak. Then Matt started jacking me off slowly. I
felt his slippery hand sliding up and down my dick, up over my dick head
until it almost slipped out, and then back down to the base. It felt
wonderful. After a moment I realized that Matt's hard dick had slipped into
the crack of my ass. Matt was rubbing his body up and down my back, sliding
his dick up and down my ass crack with the same rhythm he was using on my
dick.

It didn't take long before we were both moaning and grunting in unison, the
hot water streaming down our bodies. Much too soon I felt that familiar but
always new feeling as my orgasm came close. I pushed my dick into Matt's
fist, once, twice, and once more and then the spasms hit. I shot out spurt
after spurt of cum while Matt pulled me even closer to his body with his
left hand, grunting in my ear. I felt his dick jump in the crack of my ass
and I felt his cum, hotter than the water from above, shoot up between my
back and his belly.

Matt held me close until we had both come down from our shared high. When
we got our breaths back, Matt softly let me slip from his embrace.

I turned around and smiled at him. "We seem to always get more dirty in
here before we get clean, huh?"

Matt smiled back. "Yeah, but dirty is good, isn't it?"

I took the shower head off the mount and gave him a quick splash in the
face. "Yeah, but clean is good also."

And so I cleaned him up and then he cleaned me up and finally we got out of
the shower.

As he dried himself off Matt said "You know what, I have had so much action
today, I think I'll just go out in the back yard and lie in the sun for a
change. I'm still kinda exhausted after what happened this morning. What do
you say?"

I looked at myself in the mirror. "I guess my tan could use a little sun
alright. And if we just lie there at least your grandparents can be
absolutely sure we're not getting into trouble, right?"

"Right. Our next trouble will have to wait until tonight then."

I laughed at that. "Ok, let's get over there."

So we went over into the Grahams' garden and stayed there until lunch. I
took our cordless phone with me in case Mark called. And he did just as we
were finishing our meal.

I listened to him for a while, then I looked at Matt meaningfully with his
grandparents listening and said "Hey, Mark asks if we wanna play on his
Playstation this afternoon. He says he can bring it over to our place, Joe
wants to come too."

I could see Matt go a little paler before he caught himself and looked at
his grandfather questioningly. Mr. Graham looked back and nodded. So I told
Mark it was okay and Mark said they'd be there at two.

When I had hung up Mr. Graham said "Listen, it's ok. I can see you two are
getting along great and you definitely don't look like you're up to
anything funny. I'm sorry if I came across as a bit strict the other
day. You guys do what you want, you don't have to ask about every little
thing. Just make sure we know where you are if you're not in one of the
houses, ok? Oh, and stay away from that computer unless Richard lets you
use it."

Matt beamed at his grandfather. "Hey, thanks Grampa. Thanks a lot."

I smiled also, but I also blushed a bit because I knew that if the Grahams
knew what we were doing they would think differently. Still I couldn't see
anything wrong with what we were doing, so I didn't really feel bad about
it. I just hoped they wouldn't notice my red face this time.

But Matt jumped up and headed for the door so I also got up before anyone
saw anything. We went back into the garden, we had half an hour before Mark
and Joe would be here.

Matt looked at me a little anxiously. "So did Mark say anything else. About
Joe I mean?"

"He just said that he finally found him at the mall and talked to him and
that Joe didn't really say what was wrong. But he did agree to come back
with him and talk to us. Although I had a feeling from what he said that
Mark laid into him pretty heavily to make him come. Anyway, we'll have to
see how it goes. Are you ok with that?"

Mark smiled, tough not as widely as normal. "Yeah, I guess. I mean Mark is
really cool and if you say Joe usually is too, I guess we have to give it a
try. I just hope I'm not the reason for another destroyed friendship here."

I looked at him. "I'm sure there will be no destroyed friendship today. And
if there is, it won't be your fault. You did nothing wrong." I smiled at
him again. "You did only right from the second I met you. And that's what
I'll tell Joe too. So come on, let's go over and wait for them."

And so we walked over to our house to see how the afternoon act of this day
would go.


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Ok, I hope you liked this one. My other stories are:

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<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/young-friends/when-lenny-broke-his-leg

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/incest/distant-cousins/

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/young-friends/finally-alive/

<your nifty link>/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/squirtshow-on-ees15


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