Corey's Struggle
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Chapter 4 - Powerless to Stop It
Around 9:00, both boys started feeling tired, so they walked back to Daniel's house. They didn't talk much until, as they approached the gate to the house together. Daniel finally broke the silence. "Corey," he asked in a whisper, and then stopped.
"Yeah?" Corey asked. Looking at his friend, he noticed that Daniel looked a little nervous and hesitant to speak. Feeling bad about being so withdrawn with his friend, Corey added, "It's OK."
Daniel looked around to make sure no one could hear him, then said, "Can I ask you a question?"
Corey's heart leapt, but he said, "Sure."
Daniel looked more nervous than ever as he asked, "Um... last week... at the match... um... what were you doing down there in the bathroom by yourself?"
Corey couldn't answer. He couldn't even look his friend in the eye. He felt the tears start to leak from his eyes, and didn't know how to stop them.
Daniel hadn't expected this kind of reaction from his best friend. He didn't know what was wrong, only knew that Corey was feeling bad, and he had to help him.
Fortunately, there was no one else to be seen on the darkened street. Daniel moved a little closer to his friend to gauge his reaction. When Corey leaned a little into him, Daniel put his arms around his friend. Corey was so grateful that he just let himself collapse into Daniel, sobbing into his shoulder.
"It's OK, it's OK," Daniel kept repeating, holding Corey close as the tears he'd been holding in for so long just poured out.
After a few minutes, Corey felt a little better, and the two boys went into the house. As usual, Daniel's older brother, Trevor, was watching TV in the living room in the dark with his girlfriend. They barely even noticed the two boys passing by to go up the stairs.
When they got to Daniel's room, they busied themselves getting the room ready as they usually did. Since they were kids, whenever Corey would stay over, the two boys would always sleep together on the floor of Daniel's room. Setting it up was their usual habit, and now they were both grateful for the ritual: Daniel took the folded-up air mattress out of his closet and plugged it in. Next, Corey switched it on and let it inflate. Meanwhile, Daniel pulled the sheet and all the blankets off his bed and started arranging them on the mattress as he'd done a hundred times before.
When they were done, Daniel turned on his space heater. He also switched on a lava lamp and turned off the overhead light, making the room more comfortably dark. From there, both boys began taking off their clothes as usual, all the way down to the white briefs that they both slept in.
Finally, the two boys crawled under the covers. Daniel would have just said goodnight and let Corey sleep, but Corey started to say, "I was... um... I was..."
"It's OK, Corey, you don't have to tell me."
"No, it's OK," Corey said, "Only, you were down there? In the bathroom? It was you?"
"It's just," Daniel began, "I was worried because the coach thought you might have to forfeit your match. So I told him I would come get you and bring you back no matter what."
Now, Corey was really ashamed, "But, I mean, you saw me?" he asked.
Daniel didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't lie to his friend. "I was worried you were sick. So I looked through the crack between the door and the wall..."
Corey said, "Then you knew what I was doing in there..."
"Not at first," Daniel said, "But I was trying to figure out why you had your singlet pulled all the way down. It took me a second and then I figured it out. So, I went into the other stall so you wouldn't get embarrassed." He went on, "But then I realized it's a good thing it was me, right?"
Corey asked, "What do you mean?"
"Well, like, you don't have anything I haven't seen before, right?"
Corey started to object, "Yeah, but, it's one thing to see each other in the shower, and another thing to... I mean, you don't do that, right?"
Daniel said, "Father D says we're not supposed to. He told me if a boy waits long enough, he'll have a nocturnal emission." He added, "Sometimes, um, it's just hard to wait."
Corey said, "Yeah, I only have nocturnal emissions once or twice a month. If I don't have one, it's like..."
Daniel said, "Yeah, me too. It's like if it doesn't happen, it starts to feel like I can't think about anything else."
"That happens to you, too?" Corey asked. He couldn't believe Daniel had these feelings, too.
"Yeah," Daniel admitted, "All the time. It's like when you need to pee so bad that all you can think about is finding a bathroom."
"I know," said Corey. "Like you can't keep holding it in."
Daniel admitted, "I haven't had a nocturnal emission in like three weeks. I keep hoping I'll have one. Otherwise, I don't know what I'm gonna do."
"Yeah, I don't want to disappoint Father D," Corey said, "I mean, at least someday, we can grow up and get married. He doesn't have that option."
Daniel said, "Wow, I never thought of that. I wonder what he does."
Corey laughed and said, "He told me he takes a lot of cold showers."
"Wow, really?" Daniel said, "You actually asked him? I would have been too embarrassed. What else did he say?"
"Just that -- um -- what you saw me doing last week in that bathroom is something that men shouldn't do."
Daniel said, "I guess if Father D can keep from doing it for his whole life, we can manage it for just a few years, until we're married, right?"
"Right," Corey agreed. "Now I wish I hadn't done it at the match. Only..."
"Only what," Daniel asked.
"Only," Corey began, "This is embarrassing... you can't tell anyone, especially on the team."
Daniel swore himself to secrecy.
"It's just, the reason I lost against that first kid is cause I started getting -- um -- an erection, and it wasn't going down. I was afraid everyone was gonna see it."
"Oh, man," Daniel admitted, "I thought that was just me."
"You mean it happens to you, too?" Corey asked, amazed.
"Yeah," Daniel said, "Mostly when I haven't had a nocturnal emission for a week or so. Like -- um -- like today a little it was happening."
Corey couldn't believe how relieved he felt when his friend said those words. "Me, too."
For a while, the two boys lay together in the dark as the room warmed up, listening to each other breathing. Each wondered if the other might drop off to sleep, but both boys were wide awake and breathing hard from what they'd been talking about.
Without warning, Daniel reached over and poked his finger in Corey's rib. The sensation tickled and made Corey jump suddenly. He responded by reaching his hand around in the dark to tickle Daniel on the neck where he wasn't expecting.
Daniel jumped and then the free-for-all began. Daniel dug all of his fingertips into Corey's exposed sides and stomach, where he knew his friend was most vulnerable. And Corey aimed for Daniel's most ticklish places on his neck and under his arms. The two boys laughed with excitement as each tried to pin the other and make his friend submit.
Although Daniel was a strong and experienced wrestler, Corey soon got his larger body on top of his smaller friend. As Daniel struggled to break free, Corey kept assaulting him with tickles until Daniel finally said, "I give, I give."
The two boys both struggled to catch their breath, panting hard. Corey was still on top of Daniel, and neither boy moved out of the position they found themselves in. They stayed that way until their heavy breathing started to subside.
Then Daniel admitted, "I think I might -- um -- need to try one of those cold showers tonight."
Corey said, "Yeah, me too." He thought he could feel what Daniel was talking about. As they had struggled to fend each other off, Corey had felt his own penis stiffen and rub against Daniel's. Both boys had full erections now, pressing up against each other through their white briefs, under the covers.
Corey and Daniel both rolled onto their sides, but neither boy wanted to let go each other. They were such good friends, and they had shared stuff with each other tonight that neither had ever admitted to anyone else. They were closer than brothers now.
Daniel asked, "Do you think we should? Take a cold shower, I mean. Do you think it will work?"
"I don't know," Corey said. He imagined for a moment what it would be like to go into Daniel's bathroom with him and take a shower, cold or not. "I guess we could try it," he suggested.
Daniel took the lead, pushing back the covers and standing up. Corey could see that he was keeping his hand over the front of his briefs, probably because he was a little embarrassed to be seen, even in front of his best friend. Daniel opened the door to his room and poked his head out, then said, "Nobody's in the bathroom now. I guess it would be OK." He still held his hand cupped shyly in front of his briefs, and was bent over a little as if trying to hide his embarrassment.
Corey stood up and joined his friend at the door, also covering the front of himself. For a moment, both boys hesitated. It felt like a big step they were taking, and neither was sure he was ready.
But then, both of them felt silly just standing there, so they moved toward the door, and Daniel opened it again. He peeked out to make sure that no one else was around, and then signaled to Corey to follow. The two boys ran together in their underwear to the bathroom, and quickly shut the bathroom door behind them.
Both boys breathed heavily with the excitement of possibly being caught. Each could see in the other's eyes that they were sharing a secret together, one of many over the years.
Daniel, as usual deferring to Corey, asked, "What do we do now?"
Corey suggested, "I guess turn the shower on, right?"
Daniel did as he was asked, checking by habit to make sure the water was warming up. He then asked, "Do we make it cold right away, or start off warm and then make it cold?"
Corey, kind of dreading the cold water, suggested, "Maybe we should start off warm and then let it get cold, OK?"
Daniel nodded and checked the water temperature again. He nodded when the water was hot enough.
Corey wasn't sure what he should do next. The whole time, as well as possible, he had been covering his erection with his hand and trying his best to make it go down. But the prospect of taking a shower with Daniel now had him excited, and he didn't want his friend to figure that out.
He was surprised, then, at what happened next: Daniel pulled his underwear down past his knees and let them fall to the bathroom floor, then stepped out of them, saying, "I guess we've showered in front of each other enough times, right?" But he still stood covering himself in the middle at first with both hands.
Then, very slowly and self-consciously, he let his hands drop to his sides and forced himself to keep them there, shyly revealing his erection to another person for the first time in his life. And he asked his best friend a question that had had him worried for a long time: "Um... Corey... do you think it's... um... too small?"
Corey didn't know what to say. The truth was that Daniel's small, circumcised erection looked to be only about three inches long, and much thinner than Corey's own penis was. Corey kind of thought it reminded him of his own penis did when he was maybe 11 or 12 years old, right around the time he was first getting erections. Right after that, though, Corey had started growing pubic hair and his penis had started to get a lot longer and thicker. He pretty much assumed that most guys who had entered puberty had also had the same experience.
As Corey looked at his friend, he could feel his heart beating faster and faster. He had always admired Daniel's smaller frame. And he remembered that when they were younger, Daniel seemed to be a little embarrassed to be naked in front of Corey. Come to think of it, Daniel often didn't shower with the other guys after practice, or if he did, managed to get in and out of the shower before anyone else was in there.
Corey couldn't believe it. Daniel's circumcised penis didn't look much bigger erect than it did when it was soft, except that it was sticking straight up and out, pulsing and obviously fully hard. For Corey, it was literally a dream come true.
Without saying a word, Corey put his hand on Daniel's shoulder in the most reassuring way he knew how. Then, he pulled down his underwear slowly, revealing his much larger erection to his best friend.
Instinctively, Daniel's hands reached in front of himself to cover his much smaller penis. But Corey just rubbed his friend's shoulder reassuringly and said, "You don't have hide it anymore. Not in front of me. You're plenty big enough for me, understand?"
With great effort, Daniel moved his hands to his sides again, letting Corey see his much smaller erection. "But mine is still so much smaller than yours, Corey. After all these years. I feel so inadequate. Please don't tell anyone."
"I would never do that," Corey said. "You know that, right? I mean, you would never tell anyone about what I was doing in the bathroom today, would you?"
"Of course not!" said Daniel. "Because we're friends, right?"
"Best friends," Corey said.
"Really?" asked Daniel. "I always wanted us to be best friends, but I thought maybe..."
"Maybe what?" asked Corey.
"I don't know," said Daniel, "Maybe like I was, I don't know, not cool enough to hang out with a guy like you."
"If that's true," Corey said, "Then I'm really sorry," Corey said. "Daniel, you are my best friend. You've always been my best friend."
Daniel looked up at his friend and in Corey's eyes he saw that it was true. He felt choked up and tears welled up in his eyes. "Sorry," he said, "It's just..." He tried to stop the tears, but found he couldn't, and they rolled down both his cheeks.
"Hey, it's OK," Corey said, repeating, "You're my best friend, Daniel. Anyway, I cried in front of you, right?" He put his hand reassuringly on his friend's shoulder, and Daniel let the tears fall and broke into sobs. Corey pulled his smaller friend in closer, and Daniel cried softly against his chest for a few moments.
As Daniel's tears subsided, Corey suggested, "Come on, let's shower up." Together, they checked the temperature of the shower. Then Daniel pulled back the curtain all the way and the two boys got under the water.
By this time, both of their erections had mostly gone down, so there didn't seem to be much need for a cold shower. Instead, the two boys shared the space, each making sure that the other had plenty of access to warm water.
To do this, they had to stand so close together that Corey found it was easiest to put his arm around his smaller friend's shoulder. Daniel, thrilled at his taller friend's attention, slipped his arm around Corey's waist. Hoping that this was OK, Daniel dared to look up at Corey's face, and found him smiling down reassuringly at him as the warm water washed over the front of both their naked bodies.
Feeling a little embarrassed, Daniel almost looked away, but then found the courage to continue looking into his friend's eyes. Corey kept looking down at him, too, also not turning away. He even pulled Daniel closer to him, and squeezed his shoulder.
The two boys continued to look at each other, Corey smiling down at Daniel. And Daniel didn't quite understand why, but he could feel his own penis again start to stiffen up. It was a feeling he'd fought more than once in the shower room at school, even more so once he'd started to figure out that his erection was abnormally small for a boy his age. He'd made himself a promise that he would never let any of the other boys ever find out.
But now, he knew didn't have to fight it. Not in front of Corey. Even though Corey was way bigger than he was -- a normal boy who was growing normally, as Daniel had wished and prayed to do -- he could see in Corey's eyes that they really were best friends, and they didn't have to hide anything from each other. For Daniel, who had practically worshipped Corey for so long, this connection felt like a dream that had finally come true. Daniel continued to look deep into Corey's smiling face, feeling his heart pounding in his chest as his penis kept getting stiffer and stiffer, harder than he had ever felt it before, until it was sticking almost straight up, a still very small but pulsing steel rod.
The dream got even better when Corey squeezed a huge gob of liquid soap from a blue bottle onto Daniel's chest and laughed playfully, still not breaking eye contact.
Daniel laughed, too, scooping his hand across his own chest and stomach, then rubbing it across his much taller friend's chest and stomach. It felt so good touching Corey like this. Normally, when they touched, they were always trying to pin each other or gain an advantage in some way. While Daniel always enjoyed these encounters, he had secretly wished he could just be held by Corey gently and playfully, just like this. He never imagined in a million years it could actually happen.
Corey gave Daniel another squirt with the soap bottle, then put it back on the shelf and began rubbing the soap into his smaller friend's smooth pale chest. Even though his own penis was only semi-hard, he felt a little guilty pride in how big it looked next to Daniel's fully stiff but still tiny erection. Even though they were just about the same age, Corey knew that he was becoming a full-grown man, and Daniel was still just a boy, a boy who looked up to Corey and needed his protection.
And Corey realized for the first time how much he liked that feeling. He liked the way that Corey looked up to him and always seemed to crave his approval, the way he was doing right now. And if he'd ever had any doubt, Corey knew for sure that from now on, he would always make sure that Daniel, his best friend, was his first priority. And he said out loud, smiling, "You know, Daniel, I'm always gonna be there for you. Always."
Daniel's heart leapt in his chest as he heard Corey speak those words. It felt so natural what was happening between them. He could feel that something had changed between himself and his best friend. Something magical was happening. Corey had his strong arm around Daniel, and Daniel could feel that Corey was protecting him in a way that no one had ever done before. And that first-ever feeling of safety had started to make his penis, small as it was, start to become stiffer than he'd ever felt it get before. And he wasn't even embarrassed about it. Heck, it sure did feel great to just let it stick up like that without even trying to hide it!
And then, Corey reached over and hugged his smaller friend. For Daniel, this was total confirmation of their new bond as best friends. Their smooth, soaped-up chests pressed together and Daniel could feel Corey's big arms pulling their bodies together tightly. Daniel could also feel his tiny, stiff penis press against Corey's much larger penis. It felt a little embarrassing, but it also felt good.
Then, as Corey held his friend, he started to grow fully erect. Daniel could feel his friend's big dick start press up against his stomach, almost reaching up to Daniel's chest. And as Corey continued to press his much larger body against Daniel's, the smaller boy's stiff erection started to push straight in underneath Corey's soaped-up, low-hanging testicles.
For Daniel, who had never so much as kissed another boy, and who had been holding back so many feelings of arousal for so long without relief, this sudden stimulation in his aching penis became instantly overwhelming.
With almost no warning, Daniel felt a pressure in is balls, suddenly knew what was starting to happen and tried desperately to stop it. "Corey..." he said, hoping his friend would understand and pull his body away from his own, so that Daniel would be able to hold back the feeling that he was starting to lose control.
Instead, hearing Daniel say his name, Corey whispered, "Daniel, you're my best friend," and then pushed his body into his friend. Daniel felt his last grasp at self-control slip away as his thin but rock hard erection, already aching for release, slid all the way between Corey's thighs.
"Unnnnnnh," Daniel cried out, still trying desperately to hold back, "I can't.... I'm gonna.... Unnnnnnnhhhhhhhh......." And then he lost control completely and finally allowed his fully engorged penis to plunge in and out, squirting again and again underneath Corey's balls. He knew he wasn't supposed to let this happen. He'd tried desperately to hold it in. But after weeks and weeks without relief, as hard as he tried, Daniel was just powerless to stop it.
It only took Corey a few seconds to figure out what was happening to Daniel. He understood that at that moment, no guy could stop what was happening, so he just held Daniel close and allowed him to finish. Truth to tell, he kind of liked the feeling of Daniel's small penis rubbing furiously under his balls, releasing its sperm between his thighs. "You're old enough to father a child now," Father D had once said, "That's quite a responsibility, always remember that." Corey had to admit that he was proud of his smaller friend. It looked like as small as it was, Daniel's penis was ready to do the job.
At that moment, though, Daniel was feeling anything but proud. He knew perfectly well that a man was meant to hold back from squirting a heck of a lot longer than he had been able to do. Worse yet, his loss of control had happened just at the moment when Corey had shown signs of really liking him and wanting to be friends. Now, all that was in jeopardy.
Daniel allowed himself to finish and, without looking at Corey, turned and faced the wall of the shower, covering his face.
Corey put his hand on his best friend's shoulder and asked, "Are you OK? What's wrong?"
But Daniel was too ashamed to answer.
To be continued...
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