The final whistle of the game had just gone and I was heading off the field. "Ben!" I look over to the goal and Carl is waving, "I'm having a birthday party next weekend, can you come?"
"Oh."
"You don't need to bring a present or anything, I'm having some friends over. Kevin and Jeff from the team, so you'll know someone, and a few others. We'll start after the game next week and go until ten or so."
"Yeh, should be able to."
"Cool." He smiles that beautiful smile at me and I just want to melt into his arms. I quickly turn away and head towards my bike before he notices. I can hear him calling Kevin and Jeff over and telling them. (He told me before them?) My fantasies are getting worse, I've dreamed about kissing him lately. Lots.
The week crawls and races at the same time. Saturday, after the game. What to wear? Jockey boxer briefs, black, like he wears. Microfibre shirt -- I like the way it feels against my skin and I think I look good in it. Some three quarter pants, kind of a tan colour, means that my black briefs show up against the waist (I want him to look there). I bike round, some of the others are already there.
They're playing ProEvolution 3 Soccer on the playstation, a knockout tournament -- first to three goals. Jeff tells me that Carl is champion currently, that he is next and I'm after that. I watch Carl squirming on the floor as he plays, his butt taunting me again daring me to crack a fat when the others can see. He wins and turns onto his side, grabs his crotch and says, "You lose, suck my dick." The others laugh and Jeff gets down on the floor for his turn. Carl dispatches of him in quick fashion and repeats his "You lose, suck my dick" taunt, I lick my lips.
My turn. Carl quickly scores. Then I score once, twice. He doesn't seem to be playing as good as before? I score my third goal to the cheer of the others, I turn on my side and grab my crotch "You lose, suck my dick!" The others laugh. Carl smiles, leans forward and says quietly "You wish."
I'm gob-smacked but Kevin is down on the floor pushing Carl away before anyone notices. I win against him and Simon after him before Terry beats me. I get up and am sitting on the couch hogging a bowl of chips when Carl leans over and whispers in my ear. "Come down to my bedroom and see my other presents."
"This was what I wanted to show you." It was a round nylon package a bit smaller than a school bag.
"What?"
"It's a tent! I told my grandparents I wanted to go hiking. We could sleep out in the backyard in it. ... Well? ... What about next weekend?"
He's beaming, a huge wide smile with a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. Jeff bursts into the room "Your Mum wants to know what pizzas you want ordered for dinner."
Saved. Carl heads back down to the lounge. I'm confused and horny. Why me? We've only been kinda friends for these last few weeks, what about one of his real friends? Does he know what I want? Does he want it too? Wandering around his room looking at things my brain does back-flips, wishing, fantasising and denying all at once. Before I know it I've pulled a pair of red jockey boxer-briefs out of his laundry hamper and I'm sniffing them and kneading my stiffening dick. There's a cheer from the lounge, I look up guiltily -- I could get caught.
I slip across the hall and lock myself in the bathroom, hook the waistband of my shorts and briefs under my balls and start pulling on my dick. I sniff the sweaty aroma of his briefs and imagine nuzzling his balls and dick while he is wearing them. I stick my tongue out and lick. I start imaging us in his tent, undressing each other. Grinding up against each other in our briefs, kissing. I hold his now damp briefs against my balls and dick and keep pumping. I can feel my cum building inside my balls. Without even thinking I wad his briefs over the tip of my dick as I start to shoot, my cum spills over them and dribbles onto the floor.
I quickly rearrange my clothing, slip across the hall and stuff his briefs down into his laundry hamper, hoping he wont notice them. I feel a glow inside, I'm going to say yes to his invite to stay the night.
Over the week I change my mind at least once every hour. He wants me -- like that. No he doesn't, he doesn't know and he'll freak -- I wont ever be able to show my face again cause every one will know. Over and over. My fantasies build and recede. Mad passionate love; rejection, taunts, public humiliation.
At the end of the game on Saturday he calls me over to the goal. "You still on for tonight?" He's standing there smiling, looking glamorous in his soccer gear. Mud smeared up his shorts, shirt and across his face. How can I refuse him?
"Yeh. What do I need to bring?"
"Nothing, we've got everything. See you soon then." He runs off.
We start off playing ProEvolution 3 again when I arrive round at his place. The playstation was back in his room and we laid on his bed pressed side to side, the game degenerated into silliness as we tried to see what we could get the players to do.
"We'd better set up the tent before it's too dark to see." We took it out and right down to the end of the yard. Then back to the house to get sleeping bags and stuff.
"Mum, where's Dad's sleeping bag for Ben?"
"We threw it out a couple of years ago."
"Well, what's Ben going to sleep in? ... Can we get out the air mattress and make that up with some sheets and stuff?"
"It's too big, it'll fill the tent and then where will you sleep?" (I was wondering the same thing.)
"I'll sleep on it with him -- I wont need my sleeping bag either."
Carl flashed me his smile and gathered together the double air mattress, foot pump, sheets and a duvet, finding each of them quickly. He had definitely been planning this. I began to get nervous and didn't each much dinner. We played some more playstation after dinner before his Mum told us it was time for bed. Carl grabbed a flashlight and we headed out down the yard to the tent.
I grabbed my bag and started pulling out my PJs trying not to watch Carl as he shucks his clothes.
"What do you need those for? I'm gonna sleep in my underwear."
He's grinning widely and thrusting his groin forward, I look down to see his package wrapped in the red jockey boxer-briefs that I jerked off into last weekend. I swallow guiltily.
"What do you think? Like them? ... I know you do. It was your cum in them last weekend wasn't it."
He's shuffled forward on his knees on the air mattress, his pelvis pushed toward me. Before I know it our heads are leaning in towards each other and we're kissing. His hand wraps around my butt and pulls me hard up against him. Our groins mash against one another and I can feel his dick begin to grow and push back against me, my dick swells in response. His hand moves around to my front, reaching between our legs, and he's kneading my balls. Our tongues escape our lips and entwine, I moan.
I push him over and fall on top of him on the air mattress. We start humping and kissing furiously our dicks straining in our underwear. My balls start to churn and I can feel my orgasm building. Carl cries out, "oh god, I'm going to cum!"
I can feel his dick start to pulse and my dick responds by flooding my underwear with my cum, "I'm cumming!"
We kiss again, slowly. "That was cool, I've wanted to do that with you for so long."
Carl smiles, "Me too, since I first saw you at the soccer trials. It took me a while to work out that was what you wanted too. I saw you keep looking at me and then looking away suddenly when I looked at you."
We start kissing again, my dick is still achingly hard as I grind my cum sodden briefs up against his. He pushes me over on to my back and starts kissing his way down my body. Grabbing the waistband of my briefs he pulls them down my legs and grasps my dick. I'm in heaven. His lips envelope my swollen dick-head and plunge down my shaft. Oh god, there's another level to heaven yet!
He carries on slurping away up and down my shaft while his left hand plays with my balls. After a few minutes I push him away, "my turn." He lies back, the cum in his briefs glistens in the moonlight that penetrates the tent. I lean down and lick at them. It tastes sweeter than mine (I've tried it). This is even better than I imagined it would be when I was jerking off last week, all week. I suck his dick into my mouth through his briefs and bob my head up and down, then lick down the shaft and nuzzle his balls.
I pull his briefs down and start to work on his dick in earnest. Savouring it, it's taste, the smoothness of the shaft as its slides through my lips. I want this moment to last, forever. Suddenly Carl is leaning up on his elbows and wriggling around on the mattress. "Move your dick round here so I can suck on it while you suck mine."
I push my underwear off, Carl grabs it from me and licks it, "mmmm." He latches onto my dick and we 69. I've got my hand cupped around his butt kneading it, moving closer to his crack, pulling his cheeks apart, massaging his firm cheeks. I make contact with his crack and quickly find his hole. He leans back from my dick and moans, "oh yes, that feels great." I continue to tease his pucker, pause and spit on my fingers before pushing them back up against his hole. He moans some more, "where did you learn that?"
"Nowhere, I just like doing it to myself when I jerk off."
He spits on his fingers and pushes them between my cheeks and starts hesitantly teasing my ring. I moan. It still feels better than when I do it with my hand. I start pushing my finger tip in and out of his arsehole, he moans and arches his back as his dick twitches and shoots cum down my throat, I try to swallow but some spills out down my cheeks. I can feel his hole grabbing at my finger, spasming, as he cums. I've never felt mine do that.
"I wanna feel your dick up there," Carl sighs and wriggles on my finger, "Look under my PJs, there's some hand lotion there."
I stop and kiss him, he definitely planned and wanted this. I love him. I grab the hand lotion and smear it on my dick and rub some on his bum. He's lying face down stretched out on the mattress, I lie down on top of him and start trying to find his hole, my dick just keep sliding past it but it feels so hot pushing in and out of his butt cheeks. I hump him a bit more, "Get up on your hands and knees, that might be easier."
I roll off him and he pulls himself up onto his hands and knees, I shuffle round behind him. His hole winks at me in the moonlight. I grab hold of my dick, aim and push it in. He gasps. "Ow! Oh! Stop!" I wait. "That's better." I start to ease it in, feeling my shaft slide through his tight ring. I start moving in and out, god this is awesome! I reach out and rub my hands up and down his back just like I'd fantasised doing time after time. My balls bang up against his butt as I bury my dick inside him, we're both moaning.
I vary my rhythm, pushing in and out slowly feeling his ring slide over my shaft, then bang away furiously. I can feel my balls tightening as they prepare to shoot.
"Oh god, I'm cumming!"
"Quiet! For gods sake. Mum and Dad will hear us!"
I collapse down on top of him giggling and he falls flat onto the mattress. I start kissing around his neck and back, he twists he head around and kisses me back.
"I love you."
"What?" Carl says, pulling back and looking at me. Oh God, I've ruined it haven't I. He's going to freak and call me a faggot.
"Nothing." He pulls himself off my dick and turns round to face me.
"Yes it was, you said I love you." He pulls himself in closer to me and kisses me. "I love you too." We kiss even more passionately. "I just didn't want to say it in case it scared you. We kiss more, longer. We're both crying. We hug each other furiously and rock ourselves to sleep.
Later, its colder, he must have woken up at some stage and pulled the duvet cover over us. He's snuggled up behind me and I can feel his hard dick between my buns. I wiggle and he moans and hugs me tighter. I fall back asleep with a grin on my face.
"Morning sleepy head." I feel his lips on mine and his tongue pushing through. I kiss back, stretch and wrap my arms around him. Our erections duel beneath the covers. I start humping up against him. "Keep it quiet, I can hear Dad out there in the garden somewhere." We keep kissing and grinding our groins into each other. Carl goes rigid in my arms and starts spurting cum between our bellies, a few more humps and mine adds to the flood. He grabs his jockeys and wipes it up.
"Lets go get a shower and breakfast."
We shower together, soaping each other up and caressing every part of each other. He kneels down and sucks my now clean dick into his mouth. This feels wonderful, the warm water courses down my body while Carls warm wet mouth plunges up and down my shaft.
"Don't waste all the hot water!" His mum calls through the door. Carl lets my dick plop out of his mouth with a start, "No mum." We kiss one more time then turn the shower off and dry. In the kitchen his mum is fixing us breakfast, "You haven't forgotten that your aunt is coming for lunch have you?"
"No."
"I'd better get going shortly anyway," I volunteer. We shovel down breakfast and go back out to the tent to get my bag.
"Call by on the way to school."
"But I don't normally ride this way," I reply.
"But I want to see you, and the others will think something's up if we start hanging out together."
We agree to ride to school together. I help him put the sheets in the laundry and then head off home on a high.