Date: Tue, 12 Mar 2024 11:59:13 +0100 (CET)
From: karcamel@tutanota.com
Subject: Theo, Riley and Manga   Gay/young friends

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Theo, Riley and Manga

Theo had started the seventh grade. It was early fall and there were still
leaves on the trees. Even the sun refused to give up its role but warmed up
nicely. His best friend Riley was in the same class, had been since first
grade, and the boys knew each other very well. They seemed to have no
secrets and at the age of thirteen certain things had begun to interest
them.

   Riley had met Annie over the summer, a girl his own age from across
town. Theo had been a little neglected as a result, and he was rather
annoyed. But he didn't express his jealousy and hoped that things would go
back to the way they were. But it didn't look good, his friend was
completely fixated on her.

   It was already the middle of August, and the childish games with Riley
were sadly beginning to be behind them. When they were first graders, they
played with toy cars, joined a soccer club, and kicked a ball one summer,
and the next, they didn't feel like it anymore and were just fooling
around. As they grew older, little boyish tendencies came into play, and by
the age of ten, the boys were quite the little rascals. Prank after prank,
life seemed to offer endless new things.

   But then Annie came along and Theo cursed her. He'd been kicking rocks
alone since mid-June and had no desire to make new friends. He wondered if
he was somehow behind his friend in his development because girls hadn't
started to interest him.

   Riley was sitting in the park with Annie, as they often did. They'd been
dating for a few weeks now, but it was still pretty innocent. They held
hands and kissed a little, but nothing obscene. It was like lip-to-lip
without the tongue. The parents hadn't been told, it was embarrassing,
although there was probably no reason for it.

   Of course, Riley had thought about getting more from Annie. He had often
masturbated looking at her pictures, but sex had been a distant thought,
something he had not dared to suggest. And Annie didn't seem like the kind
of girl who would go wild easily. However, his hormones had begun to shape
him into a man, and hair had already begun to grow on his lower back.

   Annie was determined to do something that would rock the boy's world. At
thirteen, it must be hard to build anything lasting, and Annie had noticed
it too; the intense socializing took all the time away from the other
friends who were everything to her.

   "Are you glad it's just the two of us?" Annie asked carefully. "I like
you a lot, but I think we're a little too close."

   Riley looked at Annie with a look of disbelief on his face.

   "You don't mean that, do you?" He asked in shock.

   "I'm sorry, but I... I don't know how to say this. Let's just say we're
just friends.  Would that be too bad?"

   "Oh, fuck." Riley said and looked at the top of the birch tree that was
swaying slowly in the wind. "I really like you. Can't we just...?"

   "I don't think we should, but we could still be friends."

   "Well, yeah. Hey, you know what? You know how it's going to end.

   "Let's not think about it now. Time will tell. I have to go now."

   Riley watched the girl's back as she walked away. He couldn't believe
what was happening, he was in shock, and the actual reality of what was
happening would hit him a little later.

   Theo lay on his stomach on the bed, wiggling his legs. He was alone, his
mother and father were at work. The school day had ended at one o'clock,
and he had gone to the used bookstore to see if there were any new manga
magazines. He had been fascinated by Japanese comics since he was ten years
old. With a quick glance, he spotted three magazines he couldn't remember
seeing before and bought them without looking inside.

   The first magazine had been a familiar, interesting story with no
shortage of action.  He picked up the second and looked at the cover. A boy
was waving his finger, and behind him another boy with a puzzled
expression. The cover was written in Japanese, which of course he did not
understand. The first page immediately revealed that the entire magazine
was not written in the Western alphabet, so the only thing he could make
out of the story was the pictures, which he thought were very well drawn.

   The story started with a picture of a girl and two boys. They were
discussing something and after a few frames, it was obvious that the boys
were angry with each other about something. The shoving started and the
girl yelled something at the boys.  He thought it would be really
interesting to know what the argument was about, but it clearly seemed to
be about the girl. The girl threw a book at the boys, not hitting any of
them, and left the scene.

   The boys fell to the ground and a five-frame wrestling match began with
no clear winner. Eventually, they were on the floor, one boy on top of the
other, sweat dripping down their foreheads. The boy on the floor began to
stroke the other boy's hair. On the next page, they were face to face and
kissing. The next six pictures depicted the boys' activities. They rolled
around on the floor and ended up on their knees against each other with
their shirts off.

   One of the boys started kissing the other's body down to the waist and
unbuckled the belt. In manga style, he pulled out a rather exaggeratedly
large cock, the head of which was dripping liquid. Oh, fuck! Theo
thought. This is a Shota magazine, not a normal manga! At the same time,
the doorbell rang.

   Riley stood in the doorway with a sad look on his face. His eyes were
red from crying and he hated himself for being so childish.

   "What happened? You look so weird." Theo said, inviting his friend
inside.

   "Are you alone?" Riley asked.

   "Yep."

   "Annie left me. With just a few words. I'm so screwed."

   Theo was kind of glad, maybe he'd get his friend back, at least for a
little while.  On the other hand, it pissed him off that he was suddenly
good enough for Riley again, as if he were an object to be used at
will. Nevertheless, he asked his friend to sit down in the kitchen and
poured himself a glass of juice.

   Riley explained what had happened. He sobbed, ashamed to be so weak in
front of his friend. But what are you going to do? The shock began to wear
off, replaced by a real understanding that it was all over. He didn't know
whether to be sad or angry.

   "Maybe I can cheer you up a bit," Theo said.

   "It would be nice if you could cheer me up a little."

   "You will be cheered up. I went to the used book store and you'll never
guess what I bought by mistake."

   "Well, tell me."

   "Come and see for yourself," Theo said and went into his bedroom to lie
on his stomach on his bed. The bed was quite wide and Riley sat down next
to him.

   "Look at this." Theo pointed at the magazine. Riley pulled the magazine
closer and looked at the pictures. He turned the page and on the next page,
the Shota boys had gone wild. Now the pictures showed both boys sucking
each other off and sticking their fingers up each other's asses.

   "Oh fuck! This is some kind of cartoon gay porn," Riley said in
amazement. He turned the page again and looked at the pictures. "Did you
buy this on purpose?"

   "No. I quickly picked up some magazines based on the cover. I couldn't
tell what was in this one because the cover was normal and I didn't notice
that the text was in Japanese."

   "I looked at gay porn on the Internet once," Riley said in a normal
voice. "Guess what, I got a boner."

   "Yeah, right. And I bet you jerked off too." Theo had seen similar porn
a few times himself and stayed up watching it. It hadn't disgusted him at
all, which was surprising.

   "Of course, I didn't jerk off, I just watched for a while." Something in
Riley's expression told Theo he was bullshitting.

   "I got turned on watching it, I admit. But I'm not gay, believe me."

   "So. Did you jerk off?"

   "A little bit. I was just fooling around."

   "Did you cum?"

   "Of course not, I'm not gay." Theo wondered if his face was telling a
complete lie.  He'd squirted his small amount of semen on his underpants.

   They didn't talk about it anymore, both a little embarrassed by the
whole subject.  After a while Riley went home, having forgotten about
Annie. For a while, anyway, and that was a good thing.

   The next morning school started at eight. Math, biology, the usual
boring lessons.  But the last two hours were much nicer, there was
sports. The coach threw a ball on the floor and asked the boys to form two
teams. One team played with shirts on, the other without, so they could
tell which team they were playing.

   As they played, they became sweaty. In the midst of it all, Theo found
himself looking at his classmates with a slightly different eye. He hadn't
noticed before that some guys' butts looked good, and some of their sweaty
bodies looked interesting.  Interesting was a rather vague word, but he
didn't dare to think of a more meaningful one.

   Riley was standing at the edge of the field. He was out of breath, but
not watching the game. He looked at his friend, whose shirt was soaked with
sweat, his skin showing through. In his groin, he felt his dick begin to
rise. "What the hell is happening to me?" he wondered.

   Tight gym shorts were definitely not the best option when something like
this started to happen. To his horror, he noticed that Theo had his eyes
fixed on the front of his shorts. His erection wasn't at full strength, his
dick had only raised its head slightly, but enough to distinguish it from
the usual. Theo looked up and smiled slightly, and Riley quickly ran out
onto the field.

   At the end of the game, of course, everyone took a shower. Riley noticed
Theo sneaking a peek at his penis. He felt the pressure build up in his
crotch again, and before anyone could pay attention, he grabbed his towel
and rushed to the locker room.

TO BE CONTINUED
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