DISCLAIMER: The following story DOES contain descriptions of sexual activities
between teenage boys, as well as between a teenage boy and girl. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DON'T READ IT! If you choose to read it, then please enjoy.
Part of this is based upon actual events in my life but also upon dreams I have had of how I guess I wanted my life to be. I may also take moments from things that have happened to friends of mine. or even maybe bits from movies and TV shows, so if you see something you recognise then you are prolly right and I took it from there. I'm a slow writer but I will try and write a chapter once a week. Please enjoy.
People's names will be changed to keep their identities a secret.
The Courage To Be Me!
They say that, when you see someone who you fancy, your pupils dilate - if that's the case, if Loxley had turned around and looked in my eyes at that moment, he would have seen that the blue of the iris had all but disappeared, for I could almost feel my pupils expanding to take in as much of him as I possibly could.
I had been dating him in secret now for four weeks. When ever we could we met up and got together and just kissed. We would even sneak into the toilets at school and kiss the whole lunch time away in the end cubicle!
But right now I was standing in Loxley's bedroom! We were all alone. His parents wouldn't be back for a while - and I had been waiting for this all day!
He had turned around and bent slightly to push something out of our way under his desk. I drank in the curve of his back, covered only by his crumpled white school shirt, the creases momentarily stretched flat. My eyes focused on the bare flesh that became exposed - the part just where the seam of his shirt finished, separating the shirt laps which had been tucked down the front and back of his pants - in this position they were pulled up from beneath his belt revealing the soft, smooth, pale white flesh just above his left hip! I don't think I moved at all, but I could feel my hand wanting to stretch out and touch him!
Strange how the eyes and the dick seem to be connected! I caressed him with my eyes - the grey school pants tight over his ass, the curve of his cheeks hidden within, the way the seam which followed the line of his ass crack were strained and the stitching taut. I felt a fulness at the base of my dick, a growing heaviness down there - such pleasure, but I reined it in, still uncertain and shy, still unable to give in to my desires, still uncertain about what to do, feeling awkward and unable to move, but held there by my powerful desire for him.
He straightened and turned - our eyes met and he stepped towards me - faintly I could smell his deodorant mixed with the more musky smell of his body after a day's activity. He inclined his head, his lips pouting, his eyes half-closed, and I turned my face into his until our lips touched and pressed - and we breathed each other's air!
As if choreographed, our arms encircled each other at the same moment, and our hands traveled over each other's back - we pulled into each other, our chests and stomachs touching - there seemed to be a feeling of both power and of gentleness in his touch, the same feeling that I was experiencing in my hands as they explored his back. It all felt so right, so natural.
Still obstructed by my teeth, he ran the tip of his tongue along the inside of my lips - and I responded in the same way. My mouth began to open and our tongues touched, gently at first, but almost immediately they became the focus of our desire for one another - each of us jostling with the other to put our tongues inside each other's mouth!
As we both gave in it released us in other ways, it seemed. I felt my knee bending slightly and pushing between his legs. He parted them a little and moved in closer, and I could feel his thighs tightening around my knee.
Both our dicks were hard now, pushing into each other's groin. His hands moved to my ass cheeks and pulled me forcefully into him so that my dick was trapped against him - I co-operated by pulling his ass tightly into me too - but my awareness was all in the head of my cock by now - I could sense my slit opening and pumping juice into my boxers!
Our mouths were opened wide, our tongues taking it in turns to reach as deeply into each other as we could - I sucked on his tongue and thrilled to the taste of him and the wetness of his mouth spreading around my face as he licked and sucked.
Inhibition and caution were thrown to the wind! We both knew that we had given each other permission. Somehow - was it that we were falling in love? - we both knew that we could trust our instincts with each other, that lust and desire were okay, it was what we both wanted, needed.
Lust and passion began to take over. I gripped his shirt and pulled it out from his pants and up towards his chest, my hands roaming over his chest, his nipples, his back and his sides in the process. Quickly, I loosened my own shirt and undid the buttons so that I could press my bare flesh against his - I could feel his smooth, warm flesh against mine as my hands tried to find their way into the back of his pants - I so wanted to feel his ass!
He responded by unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off - and as he held his arms back to do so, my tongue circled its way down from his neck to his belly, leaving a wet trail. As his hands went to his belt to unfasten it, I licked them and he turned his palm into me so that I could wet that too - his fingers traced my lips and I found myself sucking one into my mouth.
His hands, wet from my mouth, found their way inside my shirt and, as I straightened up, he shucked it off. We moved in close again and I pushed his pants down around his thighs - my hands were on his ass, squeezing and caressing, while his were trapped between us, fiddling with the clasp of my belt - I pulled away slightly to give him room to manoevre - hearing the sound of my zipper as it went all the way down, feeling my school pants loosen around my ass, loving it as I felt the cool air on the back of my thighs as they slid down my legs.
My dick was rigid in my boxers and I could feel my cockhead rubbing against the wetness from my pre-cum. We ground into each other - dick against dick, belly against belly - our hands on each other's ass.
It was time! We parted - but for an unspoken and agreed purpose. Standing facing each other we both kicked off our trainers and slid our pants off, casting them aside. Naked but for our boxers - mine white, as is my preference, his a sort of tartan green - Loxley moved into me, turned me and encouraged me backwards towards the bed, his hard cock pushing at me all the way.
I allowed myself to fall backwards onto the bed with him above me - I eased myself a little further onto the bed, stretched my arms out above my head and spread my legs.
I loved this feeling! I knew that if he cared to he could look down at me - that he could see my hairless, smooth body, my erect dick pumping its juice into my already wet boxers, my hips pushing upward at the pleasure of it all, my mouth open and wanting him.
I could see his beautiful, slim body and the tent of his still-hidden cock as he climbed onto me, settling his ass on my thighs as he straddled me.
Looking me in the eye, he pushed his boxers down over his hips until his dick sprang out over the waist band - and his hand went inside to cup his balls in his hand and pull them over the top. His dick was beautiful - so straight, so smooth, the foreskin pulled back over the head, the shaft disappearing into his bushy black pubic hair!
I groped my own through the damp material, watching as his hand went into position and he began to jerk off urgently. Without thinking, I pushed down my boxers until my hairless cock and balls jumped free and I began to jack off in full view of this guy who I wanted so much!
I watched his every movement while I squirmed with passion and pleasure at the feel of him sitting on my thighs, the sight of him jerking his beautiful dick above me and the pleasure of my own hard, slippery dick in my hand.
Sometimes he looked me in the eye, sometimes his gaze wandered over my body, sometimes he seemed to settle on my dick as I was jerking off, and at those moments he increased his speed as his hand flew up and down his cock.
We both seemed to be getting close - he leaned back, his head pointing towards the ceiling, his mouth open, groaning a little. Glistening on the head of his dick were drops of pre-cum - I had already been fascinated by the idea of his cum and now I wanted to touch it, to taste it! I took the opportunity of his position, and of his obliviousness to me for a moment, to stretch out my hand and to take some of his juice on my finger and transfer it to my mouth - it seemed so natural just to want to taste everything about him.
"Ooh! Mmm! That was strange!" he said, half-whispering and breathless, "I got a funny feeling on the end of my dick!"
He looked down at me - and I was about to tell him what it had been when we both heard the front door bang shut!
"Oh shit! What time is it?! That must be my mum!"
He didn't have to say anymore - the next few minutes were spent in a sort of blind panic as we both jumped off the bed and hurried to dress in case she appeared! We could hear her calling Loxley's name and her footsteps on the stairs. He called back, but neither of us could tell if she had heard, or whether he had sounded okay - we were both so preoccupied in hiding any sign of what we had been doing!
Loxley pulled some books onto his desk and opened them, and, while I hastily pushed my shirt into my pants and half did the buttons, he sat down at the desk, though his flies were still open. I was standing with my back to the door leaning over, apparently looking at something on the desk when his mother opened the door and put her head in.
"Oh, sorry, I wasn't sure I heard you. Is this Charlie? Hello. Look, I have shopping to unpack I won't stop you working - makes a nice change!" and with that she disappeared again.
'Phew' was not the word!!
I hope you liked it and I will start on the next one very soon. Your comments are welcome, Please address emails subject as "Charlie"
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