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Elliot and Drake C-2
I had no classes that afternoon, only interviews. Elliot told everybody he had been running, slipped on wet leaves, and hit his head on a tree. The EMTs bandaged it and called his parents who took him to the hospital to check for a concussion. I gave my statement to the police telling them that when we had not seen Elliot at lunch, we went looking for him.
Mike and Jerry walked home with me. I felt as if it were my fault Elliot had been hurt. I had bullied him in the worst way. I had hit him psychologically in front of his friends. Never mind he had done that to me. I was wrong.
I called Elliot's mom to ask how he was.
"Drake, Elliot has asked that I do not give you any details about his condition. What happened, honey? You two are best friends."
"If you want the details, ask your son."
I hung up. I had planned to ask him to forgive me for calling him a pussy. Well, screw him. Two could play this game. Yeah, I had hurt Elliot, but he started it when he called me a Fag. I turned the table around and called him a pussy embarrassing him in front of Mike and Jerry. I needed to do more. I would show Elliot.
I pulled up his Facebook page. I teared up when I saw the pictures of us enjoying activities with each other. No more. That pussy would get what he had coming.
Before I could write something on his page, my text alert dinged. When I opened my phone, I saw a text asking me if it was true?
<What's true?>
I stared at the text then curled on my bed, crying and that is how Toby found me. He asked me what was wrong. I unwrapped my hand from my phone and showed him the text. I heard him breathe in sharply.
"Mom. Mom get up here, now," he screamed.
"What is it" mom blurted as she came into our bedroom.
Then she saw me pounding my pillow, crying and came and sat on the bed.
"Drakey. Baby what's the matter?"
"Better look at his phone mom."
He must have showed mom the texts. I heard her gasp then say, "Who would be so cruel? Who would do such a thing?"
Her small hands grabbed my shoulders, and she kissed my hair. Next I felt Toby's hands over mine as he kissed my neck.
"Turn over Drakey, please."
I turned and looked at my mom and my brother. Mom stared at me and Toby kept kissing me until it started to tickle.
"Enough Toby. You are tickling me."
He gave my neck a wet lick one last time which, though I said, "Gross," I liked his licks.
"Drakey, these people do not know you like we do. You are loving, kind, funny, and smart plus many other qualities. Your brother and I love you. Do not forget that. And, if your dad were alive, he would love you too."
I wiped my eyes. "You don't hate me because I'm gay?"
"Gosh no, Drakey. In college I had gay and lesbian friends. Your dad's best friend was gay. I knew they fooled around. Your dad was just checking out his gay side before he fell in love with me. He ended his experimentation. You have an uncle who is gay, though I won't tell you which one."
I leaned forward and hugged mom feeling the weight come off me. I kissed her softly whispering, "Thanks."
Mom kissed me back then told Toby and me she would get started with dinner.
"Feel better, Drake? Toby asked as he moved to lay next to me.
He snuggled close and put his arm over me pulling me closer. Then he planted soft kisses on my cheek. He acted so loving, I started to get hard. I began to moan.
"Toby, you better stop."
He kept at his kissing. Then he turned me, so we were front to front. He began to push against me. He had to feel that I was hard. Then I froze. I felt his hardness. He was making love to me.
"Toby," I warned. "You need to stop."
He did not. My moans caused him to increases his efforts. I had become so turned on, I placed my lips on my brother's and kissed. He kissed me back intensifying his efforts. We both were reaching the edge when he stiffened and gave out a strangled moan. I felt him throbbing through my pants and against me. I felt his small body shudder one last time right before I made a huge mess in my jeans. Toby kept shaking and kissing for a minute or two longer before lay on his back. I could see his head turned to me with one eye opened, staring.
"Wow"
"Yeah, wow. What was that?"
"I love you Drake."
"But you said you are not gay. If you are not gay, what was that? You're my brother, for cripes sake."
"Naw, I'm not gay. I just wanted to mess with you," he smirked.
"You sure did, and you caused a big mess in my jeans, probably in yours too."
He kissed me. "Let's clean up and shower together. Then we can get into our PJ's.
"What's mom going to say?"
"Nothing. She told us our father messed around with his best friend. She will be okay with me messing around with my brother. I think of you as my best friend. We have other friends, but our friendship is forever. I told you if I want to love you Drake, I would love you in whatever way we are okay with."
I think mom suspected what we had done. She kept smiling during dinner. After, we all cleaned the plates and table then relaxed.
The next day as I entered the high school and stopped at my locker, I saw Elliot and his two flunkies. I got what I needed from my locker and left without acknowledging the three. At lunch none of them spoke to me. Their friends made sure to call me Fag. In gym, I did not look at anyone, especially in the showers. Mike pushed me into a little freshman so hard that I had to grab his naked body in a slippery hug. The two of us skidded on the tile but kept our balance. Everyone laughed.
"Sorry kid. Some jerk pushed me."
"That's okay. My name is Nolan."
"I'm Drake."
"I know. Drake, not all of us are assholes." As he said that he looked at Mike. "Loser," he spat. "Come on Drake."
Just like that a guy about three inches shorter than me was walking with me from the showers. Both of us were naked not caring who saw. Our lockers were not near each other's. "Wait for me," he said.
As I dressed, I caught Elliot watching. I looked at him, "Take a picture." He whipped around. I dressed then went in search of Nolan. I found him at the locker room door. Just as we started to leave, Jerry passed and muttered, "Fags."
"Ignore him. He is a bully. I do not let him push me around. When he tries, I blow kisses at him and ask if he wants to meet me in the men's room. I make sure to exaggerate and say it loud for everyone to hear."
"Uhh, OMG Nolan. You are either gay or you have steel balls."
"I'm a proud, out rainbow flag waver. One hundred percent gay as a rainbow. My favorite critter is the Unicorn. Want to come to my house after school and see my Unicorn collection? For sure you need to come over if you want to see if my balls are steel."
I laughed. Nolan had a sense of humor. As we walked the hall to our class, I heard Elliot's footsteps behind me. I should know them after all these years.
"What do you know? Two fags together. Lovey, Lovey."
I halted to face Elliot. "Look El. We used to be friends. Friends love one another no matter what. I am the same guy you cared about before yesterday. I am the same guy with whom we shared our dreams in your room at night. You changed, not me. If you had ignored what happened in the locker room yesterday, it would have been no big deal. Instead, you carried your little snit to the cafeteria. That's why I pussified you yesterday. Then you ran off when you could not take it. Suck it up. Other than you knowing I'm gay, I am still the same old me. We are just not friends anymore."
Inside I was in tatters. My friendship with the guy I thought had my back and loved me as a friend was history. "Let's go to your house Nolan. I want to see your Unicorns." I turned leaving Elliot speechless in the hall.
Yell at me. Call me. Say something, anything. I wanted him to say anything, but I heard nothing from Elliot. I will not cry. I will not cry. I did not cry on the outside. On my inside I wanted to curl up and die. I stumbled and Nolan caught me.
"Careful there. I am too small to carry you and you need to see my Unicorn collection."
I gave a weak smile. I was in a fog as we left school and walked to his home. In his room we sat on the floor in stocking feet playing Unicorns. We lined then up and rolled dice to see which side's Unicorn got captured. Yeah, it was a stupid game, but we laughed and enjoyed ourselves. After we finished that stupid game we spent time on his computer looking at gay porn. Did I get an education. My cock responded like the traitor it was. My jeans were so tight, I felt pain between my legs. Nolan knew. I caught him looking at the outline of my boner in my pants.
"It will be less painful if you unzip and let your little buddy grab air." Just like that he unzipped his jeans and fished out his cock. He was circumcised about six inches long and wet at his tip. "What you waiting for, shy?"
I blushed but followed his example. There we were, two fourteen year old boys with our cocks free of our jeans watching gay porn. Nolan began to rub his tip. "This feels good. Do yourself." He kept looking at my boner and I felt myself hardening more from his staring.
I started rubbing while Nolan watched me. Then he stood and unbuckled letting his jeans and boxers drop. I looked not trying to hide my gaze. He had a decent bush, dark like his hair. He kept stroking. "You next."
I wasted no time getting naked from the waist down.
"Want to feel my steel balls?" I reached for them. I had never felt any balls but my own. Soon I was rolling them carefully with my fingers. He stroked himself moaning. "That's enough," he finally said. He stopped stroking and removed his shirt. My brother Toby and I had never gotten this far. This was way beyond different. Nolan did not need to tell me to finish undressing. I soon was as naked as he was. Standing naked and hard, showing myself to another boy with air caressing my body, I felt as if I could cum. His boner was the first one I felt ever safe to stare at. It was at least six inches long. The head was smooth, like mine. His bush was so nice. I wanted to nuzzle it with my lips. He stepped forward putting our cocks together and wrapping his hand around both of our boners.
"Thrust." He commanded. Soon we were rubbing and pushing. Then he stopped. "Take a break. Grab your phone. "Why," I asked? He was grabbing his. You take a picture of me. I'll take one of you. We can use the pictures for our personal pleasure. Come on. Let's do it."
I had some worries but was too excited not to do as he requested. I took three of Nolan. Two close up and one a side view. He took an unknown amount of me.
"Now we can look at each other whenever we want. If either of us threatens to upload these pictures the other could do the same."
"Nolan, I would never do that to you. This is personal, between us."
"I know that Drake. The same for me. Let's get back to rubbing our cocks together."
We put our boners together again. He wrapped his hand around them. I put my hand over his hand, and we took off. I had never had feelings like the ones Nolan was giving me. Nolan was the first boy with whom I had gone this far. I was holding his hand with my right hand. I placed my left hand behind his neck and pulled his lips towards me. As they met he pushed between my lips and the first tongue other than mine entered my mouth. The feeling was too much, I screamed as I spermed over both of us. Nolan was a second behind me and he screamed louder than I did. I felt both his arms wrap around me and he intensified his kiss. We enjoyed each other with our naked bodies rubbing and grinding together smearing our wetness on our bellies. We finally needed to stop, worn out from our exertion..
Breathless, we moved to the bed. He wrapped his arm around me. "First time?"
"Yes."
"Do it again?"
"When?"
"Tomorrow after school."
We made out some more and I loved how safe I felt in his arms with his body pressed to mine. Finally, we had to part. I gave him one last kiss, goodbye. I dressed and kissed Nolan again saying I would see him in school. As I walked home, I dreamed about tomorrow. What could we do tomorrow?
I made time to study before dinner. Toby came into our room flopping onto my bed. He asked me about Nolan. I filled him in on what we had done. I told him everything and how I felt about doing it. I guess I got carried away telling him so much, leaving out none of the details. As I talked, I felt myself get hard. I hoped Toby did not see my arousal. I glanced between his legs. I could see the outline of his boner. My brother had gotten turned on listening to my story.
"I'm glad you found a buddy with whom you could do things like that." He adjusted himself making no attempt to hide what he was doing.
"Me too. You do not mind, do you? I mean doing that stuff with a boy other than you?"
"No. I want you to be happy. If Nolan keeps you happy, I am happy. Is he your boyfriend, now?"
"No. We are just messing around."
Later, as we undressed for bed, Toby asked if he could share my bed. I nodded and before I could react he was naked. He jumped into my bed holding the covers up waiting for me. I swallowed as I stripped and joined him. My brother and I had never slept naked with each other before this. I felt special that we could be like this. As waited to fall asleep, I heard Toby mutter, "I love you Drake," as he snuggled close and wrapped his arm over my waist. His boner fit in my crack. I had dreams of Toby and I going all the way. I took his arm and placed it on my boner. He sighed and licked my neck. I thought I heard him moan just before I fell asleep.