WITH A CLICK OF A MOUSE
Authors Note 1:
Guys, please note that this story is totally fictional. While the places might be real, certain
situations are not. Certain hobbies I write about in the story, stems from my personal nature
and experiences I went through and things I've done myself, as I want to keep things as accurate as possible.
Thank you for the generous feedback I received, and guys, when I say The End, I mean the end of the chapter. Lol. You guys have given me inspiration to continue this story, and while
I don't know how long it will be, trust me when I say that it's not ending anytime soon. I've
released this chapter a few days later than intended, as I wanted to get the feel right.
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Authors Note 2:
I'm not going to be boring you guys with infantismal details surrounding the boys in this chapter, they've bonded to a point whereby that will show and be explored in the upcoming
chapters, but for this one the focus will 2 faced. Additional characters will also be introduced soon, but for now: "Read and enjoy"
Chapter 4
(TRUE BEGINNINGS)
Life was perfect, for the 2 weeks that Kyle and I have known each other, we became exceptionally close. If he wasn't at my house, I was at his, our parents even noticed the
change in our behaviour and even they spent some time together to get to know each other a little bit better.
School was awesome, Kyle improved a lot in his IT class and even I didn't do so badly in my other subjects. He also went with me every 2nd day to the track as I had to practice for the
upcoming race. He bonded quite nicely with Jason as well when he visited us at my home.
The crew couldn't get enough of him; he kinda became our team mascot, always urging Jason and myself to do better.
Even though he broke the news to me about his twin and how he dealt with everything, it kinda became our silent agreement, that no matter what, we will always help each other through everything.
As I said we became very close, we were having sleepovers even during school nights, our parents gave us a lot of leeway in this regard, we would always share each other's bed,
even though both our homes has plenty of space, I guess you can chalk it up to not wanting to be alone, or being best friends.
It was the start of the long weekend whereby the upcoming race would happen.
The Friday and Monday were public holidays so we would be flying down to Oakland New York on the Friday and would be returning on the Sunday. It was agreed that Kyle's parents
would also join us and we would make it a family outing.
I'm not going to bore you guys with the details, but we endured the 5 hour or so flight from Beverly Hills to New York and the drive to the track (Oakland Valley Speedway), with Queen
blasting all the way there. I'm not going to knock the King Of Rock, as that would be cruel and unusual, but damn, my dad need a few new cd's of other artists as well.
Kyle kept me sane with his angelic voice, chatting all the way.
We got there at 8:45 am.
I would be racing on the Saturday in 2 different classes, but had free practice starting at 1
pm till 3:30.
My dad arranged 3 motor homes for us to be brought to the track, as we always camp out there for the weekend when I have races. I have my own motor home as I requested that I
have my own space when I prepared for the race weekend.
Kyle's parent's had their own and so did mine. It's kitted to the tee with everything being state of the art. It has a lounge, a kitchen, a bedroom and a bathroom; mine however has 1
extra room build into it where I could review my data, everything from kart telemetry to video replays.
Way cool, Kyle said when he saw the motor homes.
I showed him around the track and then took him to our motor home.
Lucky charms, this is where we will be staying, I stated.
No way, you mean one for us alone? He replied.
Yeah, I need my own space for race preparation, that's why I asked my dad to hook me up
with my own motor home, I said
He looked a bit disappointed at that comment I made, and I immediately picked up on it.
Dude, what's wrong? I asked
You said you needed your own space, and now I'm here with you, I'm just going to be a
distraction. He said
Yes you are going to be a distraction, I replied
His eyes shot up from the floor when I said that.
But it will be a pleasant one. I stated.
I pulled him into a hug, I had my chin nestled into the crack of his neck, and I could smell the shampoo on his hair. The aroma hit my nose with brute force and sent me into bliss. I
enjoyed being like this, with no space separating us.
I think during that time, both of us sprung boners, I was as hard as a rock, and I could feel him poking at me too.
We separated, but there was no awkwardness between us, I leaned in and gave him a peck on the cheek and whispered: "Thank You"
He looked at me with surprise, and asked: "what was that for?"
To which I replied: "For being here with me"
He immediately blushed and went the deepest shade of red I've ever seen on a person.
We left the motor home and hooked up with the rents where we would enjoy some brunch before heading to the Pitts.
My mom, being the investigative journalist, picked up that something happened between us and asked:
"What have you boys been up to?"
Nothing mum, Kyle just felt that he would encroach on my space, during my race preparation, but I quickly put his fears to rest. I replied.
"Aaaahhhhhh" that's so cute" both our mothers said in unison which caused us to crack up.
Nothing much happened during brunch, and after, we went our separate ways, myself and Kyle went to the Pitts to meet up with the crew, while our parents went into two different directions.
When we arrived at the Pitts, Kyle called out to the crew:
"GUYS, DO NOT FEAR, CAUSE THE CHARM IS HERE"
Pointing to me, he started singing: "You can't touch this" by MC Hammer, he did quite a good version of the song, with the crew being the "back track" and him doing some break dancing moves as well.
His antics got the whole team juiced up and we immediately set out to prepare the kart for free practice.
Coach didn't mind the distraction, as he could see that it helped with team moral.
We set up everything and when I checked the clock, it was 12:45.
I went to my bag and retrieved the small black box I hid in there.
I called Kyle to the back of the garage and gave it to him.
He had a surprised look on his face and asked:
"What did I do to deserve this?" He asked
Just shut up and open it, I replied.
He tore the box open and was dumbstruck at what he saw.
It was wireless headphones that we use to communicate at the track, but this one, I had made especially for Kyle. It was the colour of LADYFROST, black, silver and red, with my kart number on the ear pieces. The straps that comes across the head, had a black metal
plating moulded around it, with the words "Lucky Charms" engraved in it, the voice piece had also a similar black metal tubing, but had musical notes engraved into that.
He held it as if it was going to break.
I could see he had tears forming in his eyes. I hugged him tightly, and he kissed me on the cheek, saying: "Thank you".
We went back to LADYFROST, and Kyle stood with me while I was doing my pre-race ritual.
I stepped into the kart just as the green light flashed for testing.
I got strapped up and the kart was started.I asked coach to synchronise the headphones for Kyle and he said he would.
I darted down the pit lane to begin my out lap. I was careful not to go to fast as the tires were still cold.
When I started my first lap, I heard that angelic voice in my ear and really started to put the pedal down.
Coach did some instructing of his own.
I was going at it at full pace, and that raised some eyebrows with the other teams, we did low fuel runs and some high fuel runs.
We were satisfied with the set up and coach radioed for me to come back into the Pitts.
When I pulled into my pit box, Kyle was as peppy as ever
- Olympus uprising
- The law, the charm and the victory
- Speed 3 (the chronicles of law)
- The grim reaper returns
- The ice age has begun
For some reason, he never fails to come up with these comments after I've had a successful test.
Everyone started laughing in the Pitts.
Myself and Jason had a short debrief with coach and then Kyle and I headed back to the motor home.
Kyle, I said, I'm just wanna grab a shower and then chill for a bit before we go to supper with our parents at 7:30, is that ok?
Cool dude, no problem, he replied, but do you mind if I play some tracks?
Sure go ahead I said.
Kyle was setting his playlist on his iPod while I started stripping down.
He brought us some OJ and I accidently spilled some on his clothes.
We laughed about it, and I made a mess trying to wipe it off him.
"Now I'm sticky", he wined.
"Then join me in the shower", I said.
He looked at me like I was an alien or something.
"Dude, how are we both going to fit in there?" He asked.
"Just strip down", I replied, "We'll fit".
He stripped down and just as he said, it was a tight squeeze, but we made it work. We alternated using the spray nozzle and he offered to wash my back. I turned around and he
started to soap up my back and within seconds I was moaning from the pleasurable feelings I received from his magical hands.
After a few minutes of him washing my back, I returned the favour and asked him to turn around, and I started washing his.
When I was done, he turned around and we were facing each other. We were standing very close to one another as the space in the shower was not that big. Both our boners were
touching one another, but neither of us said anything.
We rinsed off and headed out to the room.
While we were drying ourselves, Kyle asked:
Do you want me to give you a back rub?
"Yeah, that sounds awesome" I said
We decided to just stay in our tighty whities; Kyle retrieved a bottle of massage oil from his bag, while I made myself comfortable on the bed.
He sat on my bum, with his legs on either side of me.
He poured some of the oil on my back and proceeded to give me a back rub.
I was cooing the entire time. Damn this boy had magical hands.
I could also feel that his dick was pressing into my bum, but the feeling I was getting from the massage was too much.
After about 30 minutes of this, he got off my lower region, and said:
"All done"
I was surprised that we actually spent 30 minutes in silence, his never this quiet.
He laid next to me on the bed, and just starred up into the ceiling.
I picked up on his mood and decided to ask him about it.
"Kyle, what's up bro, you never this quiet, you got something on your mind?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I don't want you to think any less of me if I do ask you" he replied
"Dude, there's nothing that you can say or do that would even bring that into play" I stated
"Law do you jack off" he asked.
"Sure I do, what 12 year old boy you know doesn't" I replied.
"Did you ever do it with anyone else" "I mean, jacked them off" he asked
"No never, my dad gave me the Talk when I was 11, and he told me if and when I do that, that it should be a private thing" I stated
"When our boners were touching in the shower, it felt good, do you think we could give it a try" he asked
Without saying a word I removed my underwear, and he did the same.
We were both standing at full mast and I stretched out my hand to grab his boner.
With him still having his foreskin, it made me curious.
Every time that I would pull his skin down, his purple head would appear; I was enthralled by the movement of it and did it slightly faster.
I would alternate my speed, going from slow to fast to mellow.
He's dicked looked beautiful, his purple head glowing with precum.
At that point I didn't care that I thought his dick looked beautiful, I was just so enthralled and mesmerised by it.
I used my other hand and I started playing with his balls, I could see that he was enjoying these new sensations that were gripping him like a vice.
He was moaning and thrashing on the bed as I was stroking his dick.
"Oh My Gosh" "Oh My Gosh" "Please Don't Stop" "Go Faster" he cried out.
That was like a prayer from a willing victim, and I obliged with the request.
I was moving at break neck speed on his dick, while my hand was coated with precum, it lubricated him to the point that it made a squishing sound.
I continued to stroke his stick while playing with balls, and after 10 minutes of this blissful torture, that's when it happened.
His body went stiff, he lifted his butt off the bed and he arched his back and all I heard was:
"I'm commmm......"
That's when he shot his load.
He shot 3 nice loads of sperm into the air, which landed on his stomach. He was panting heavily, but had a broad smile on his face.
"I take it I did good then, seeing that it was the 1st time I jacked someone off" I said
He was panting so hard, he couldn't speak, but did manage to say one word:
"Peerrrrfect" was all he said.
He laid there, enjoying the afterglow of euphoria while I started to clean up the semen he dispensed from his uncut baton.
I knew he would be a little sensitive, so I took great care not to tangle with his "baton" too much, but I did manage to clean him up properly.
I laid down next to him; he moved his head and said:
"Dude" "5 minutes"
I just nodded and starred into those emerald eyes. At that moment, his eyes were so transparent; it was as if I could see into his soul.
He had this look in them, stemming from pure raw emotion, it's the 1st time I've seen it in his eyes, and believe me, I've looked in them plenty.
When he was finally able to speak he said:
"That was the 1st time I had an orgasm like that" "damn you knew just which buttons to push"
I smiled at him and said: "I aim to please"
"Since when did you start to shoot sperm" I asked
"About 2 weeks now" he replied
"And you?" "You shoot?" He asked
"Yeah" I stated
He looked at me with a hungry look in his eyes and said:
"Pleasure" "with a side order of euphoria coming up"
He took the bottle of massage oil and poured some in his hand and said:
"Let's go back......... Way back............. Back into time........."
And with that he gripped my dick and gently started stroking it.
The massage oil did its job nicely, lubricating my love pole.
My whole body was in complete bliss, it's like I had heightened emotion and feeling
everywhere, coursing through my veins. I was trying to speak, my mouth was open but nothing came out, all that I could dispense from my vocal cords were a feint cry.
He used the same technique I used on him, alternating his speed, while playing with my balls.
It was mere minutes that went by, and I think he could tell that I was close, but he never afforded me that opportunity.
"Not Yet" he said. "Not Yet"
I was panting so hard, I couldn't speak; I looked at him with pleading eyes, begging him to
complete the deed.
He held onto my dick, but came closer to my ear, whispering:
"Patience has its rewards"
He sat on my legs, moving all the more closer to my pelvic region, till he was on top of me, I
could see he was just as hard as I felt and then did something I never thought was humanly possible.
He skinned his dick and unveiled that beautiful purple head and put both our heads together, and then he rolled his foreskin over my dick and started to pump.
He covered a good section of my dick, at least that's what I thought, cause the moment he
started pumping, my head flew back.
All I could see were stars, my head was spinning, no, the room was spinning. I was in
heaven.
I started humping on instinct, in conjunction with his strokes, I wanted to yell out, but my voice left me, all that remained was that faint cry.
Kyle worked our dicks with precision, he leaned over me, looking me straight in the eye, and
that's when that look returned, but this time it had, contentment, joy, love, happiness all mixed up in there as well.
His face was inches from me, I could feel his breath.
All he said was:
"Close" -- "So Close"
He was working my dick like there was no tomorrow, like this was our last night on earth.
He leaned in more, and our lips met.
That was the last straw for me.
My dick swelled, and I could feel Kyle's as well.
We both orgasmd simultaneously.
He fell on top of me with our dicks separating, but our orgasms were so strong, the throbbing continued for another 30 seconds with cum oozing out our love poles.
We were both drained. All I could remember after that; was the feeling.
I now know what it feels like to experience bliss like no other.
And with that, we dosed off in each other's arms.
1 HOUR 30 MINUTES LATER
We awoke to the startling sound of my cell phone ringing. It was my dad, telling me that we would be having supper in 30 minutes.
He asked if everything was okay and I told him that we just dozed off for a few minutes, but we would be ready in time.
We were still lying on top of one another, neither of us wanting to move, but sensibility kicked in and we decided to get up, grab a shower and get changed.
For the entire time, we never spoke and that's weird, cause Kyle would always be the one
talking, but there was no awkwardness about it. It was as if we found a different way of communicating with one another.
Weird I know, but the truth, nonetheless.
We left the motor home, and the Kyle of old starting returning, nothing was mentioned about
our forbidden deed, but he was talking about some new DJ equipment he wants to get, and even offered to teach me to mix some vinyl's.
He was as animated as ever, but had this glow about him.
We met up with our parents and started some small talk and momdar was on the alert.
Actually both our moms.
But instead of asking straight up if something was up, they came with a curve.
"So boys, I take it you had a good day" my mom asked
I very rarely get as animated as Kyle; I guess the only thing that could get me that worked is
my racing.
"Yeah mom" I replied
Today was an awesome day, I set a new track record for testing, LADYFROST was handling well and "Lucky Charms" got his own personalised track headphones.
"That's my boy" my dad replied, while patting me on the shoulder.
I guess I was convincing enough, cause that's where our moms left it.
Dinner was good and we said our goodnights to our parents and headed back to our motor home.
We got undressed and jumped straight into bed.
Kyle played us one of his mixes he made, I must say, he is talented when it comes to DJ'ing.
I might only be 12, but I can appreciate a good DJ when I come across one.
"So dude" "what did you think about our session we had this afternoon" Kyle asked
"Dude, it was epic" I replied.
"I've had orgasms before, but none like this afternoon" "that was just awesome" I stated
"I know" "peerrrrfect" he said
We both cracked up at that.
"What was that thing you did with our dicks?" I asked him.
"It's called docking", he replied.
We both looked at each other and said: "peerrrrfect"
We listened to a few more tunes and decided to call it a night. We fell asleep as we normally
do, in each other's arms.
12 HOURS LATER "RACE DAY"
When I woke up, Kyle was already awake, he was staring at me, and with that same look he
had earlier, when we were doing the deed.
"Good morning" I said
"Morning" he replied
"Dude, what does this make us now that we did what we did" Kyle asked
"The way I see it, is we just two horny 12 year old boys that experimented with one another" I stated.
"Don't over think things" I said.
"You wanna give it another go?" Kyle asked
"Lucky Charms, as much as I would like to, you know how we felt after that, I think if we continued now, I would be too drained for the races" I replied.
He had a look of disappointment in his eyes, but I rolled on top of him, and started grinding my pelvis into him. We both sprung boners instantly.
"I'm not saying I don't wanna do it" "just not now" I said
My head was beside his and I slowed down the strokes of passion and he whispered into my ear.
"I have a surprise for you when we get home"
This spurred my curiosity and I sat up and started tickling him in order to release the info.
He was screaming and thrashing on the bed in fits of giggles.
I heard a knock on the door and my dad stepped into the motor home.
"Good morning boys, I'm glad to see you boys are in good spirits, but we need to get moving" my dad said.
"Good morning dad" we both said in unison which caused all 3 of us to start laughing.
"Dad, give us 30 minutes to get ready and we'll see you at the Pitts" I said.
"Sure thing" my dad replied
We got out of bed, showered and got dressed.
When we arrived at the Pitts everything was ready. Both our parents were there and I stepped into LADYFROST and she was started up.
We had 2 qualifying sessions, which both Jason and myself nailed.
We would line up on the grid in a one-two formation for the race.
The race started an hour later and it was a 2 man show. Jason and I finished the race, and while I was crowned winner, Jason was a close second.
I had another race later that day called the: "Saturday Night Thunder Races"
This too, I represented in and took the winner's cup.
All in all it was a solid weekend, with our team claiming maximum points.
We had a victory dinner with the team and our parents, and Kyle as ever was just being
Kyle.
He was so animated and cheerful and made the whole evening a very pleasant one. I guess his parents saw, why he was such an important figure in my life.
The evening came to an end and we said our goodnights to our parents and the team, and even though we said we were going to continue where we left off, both myself and Kyle were
way too tired to attempt anything and drifted off into a deep slumber.
We awoke the following morning at 4 with the alarm screeching away, we had to be at the airport soon as our flight was scheduled for 6 am. Why on earth would my dad do this to us
when we have our own jet?
Needless to say, everyone was in good spirits and we landed safely at 11am.
Kyle was busy on his phone the entire time and when I questioned him about it, he said that his friend needed his help. I left it at that and didn't bother further.
I went home and Kyle asked me to come over to his place at 1pm.
I assisted my mom with a few chores and after had a shower and changed into some more comfortable attire and left for Kyle's house.
When I got there, I saw that there were plenty of vehicles parked in their driveway, but thought that maybe his folks had people over.
When I rang the doorbell, Kyle opened it and pulled me inside. The place was buzzing with grown-ups all over; I even saw my dad and coach amongst them. I got pulled into the
downstairs room where Kyle does his DJ'ing. When I stepped into the room I couldn't believe what I saw, all our mates from school where there!!!
Jenna, James, Tyron, Marcia, Luke, Peter, Maggie, Chevonne, Audrey, Charles, Lee, Bradley, Carmen, Toto, Beverly, Grant and Nicole.
A few of the mechanic's kids were there, as well as Jason, my team mate.
The room was decorated with both of my trophies I won, as well as a poster of me crossing the finishing line.
It read: "The Lawless Wonder"
Kyle called our folks and the other grown-ups down and stepped behind the mic and starting
speaking.
"Ladies and gents, we are here today to celebrate the victories of my best friend Law and his team mate Jason. If you guys were there at the track and saw how they dominated, you
would be proud beyond words. I find myself fortunate to be a part of something so special. You guys are truly a team and you inspire me to be a better person and reach for the stars,
because with you guys, I see that something like that is possible. I may have only known you guys for a short while, but I regard you as family. Law, Jason, keep reaching for the stars!!"
The room erupted with applause.
Kyle continued: "so without any further ado, let's get this party started"
The floor started filling with red smoke and the strobe lights and lasers started flashing.
At that point the grown-ups left us to our own devices and ventured upstairs, leaving a bunch of teens and preteens to do what they do best.
He started playing a song called "Ayo" by Chris Brown Ft. Tyga, followed by the song: "She Knows" by Neo Ft. Trey Songs and T-Pain.
He was on point with his mixing, bringing in hit after hit. He even combined different genres, and by the end, even some of the grown-ups joined in.
If ever there was a doubt about his talent, he washed away all concerns there.
I had a ball of a time; it was like being in a real club. I was dancing and we created a circle in the middle of the dance floor, with everyone getting a turn to strut their stuff.
I even did a Live Performance of "Sugar" by Maroon 5. He knew that was my favourite song
and I sang my heart out, and to my surprise I didn't make a fool of myself and rendered a version even Maroon 5 would be proud of.
We had an awesome time, and by 6 pm people starting saying their goodbyes and by 8 it was only our parents that were there.
We never bothered with supper, as we had finger snacks and cola the entire afternoon.
I looked at Kyle and asked him:
"Your place or mine"
"Yours" he replied
We said our goodbyes to our folks and headed off.
While we were walking home, I thanked him for everything and we made small talk till we reach my house.
When we were in my room, he started to say something, but I shhh'd him and he stopped.
I started singing a song called: "Jealous" by Nick Jonas, while slowly undressing both of us.
That look reappeared in Kyle's eyes, but mixed with one of hunger and lust.
I directed him to the bed and gently laid him down.
I started stroking his boner which caused him to moan out loudly. I kissed him and gently laid down on top of him, while grinding our boners together.
We both started meeting each other's thrusts, and got a good rhythm going. Slow but with a sense of urgency to please one another.
Our love making was passionate, we never took our eyes off one another, and we locked our hands together and slowly continued our session of love.
I felt our dicks swell, and a few seconds later our cum started oozing out our love poles.
Both of us were dripping with sweat, Kyle's eyes were glistening with tears.
All he said was:
"Peerrrrfect"
THE END
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