Hi guys,
This is my first time ever writing a story though I've been an avid fan of Nifty for a while. It's something I've been meaning to do for a while and would greatly appreciate any feedback you have for me. Please feel free to email me at mattstories@hotmail.com even if it's just to tell me that you liked/hated the story. Apologies for any typing, spelling or grammatical errors.
This story will contain sexual scenes but is also a story about a teenage boy growing into himself and his sexuality. Although I have borrowed from my own life and experiences, any events that seem similar to your own lives are purely coincidental.
All copyrights for this story are held by me. If it is not legal for you to read this story then that is a decision that you need take for yourself but any consequences of that decision are yours.
The story so far:
Our main character, Aaron, is 13 years old and suffers from a crippling shyness which makes social situations difficult for him. He is sent on a trip to Germany with school to help him overcome this but is rejected by the other children his age quite early on. He rooms with three older boys; Adam, Danny and Kieran. He has started to develop a good friendship with Adam, who helped calm him down when he overheard something Danny said and became upset. Aaron has had a crush on Kieran for the past 10 months and is now sharing a double bed with him on the trip.
Finding My Voice - Chapter four.
So Kieran lied to me when he said he didn't snore. Sure, it wasn't like the noise coming from Adam at the other end of the room; that boy sounded like he was chewing his way through a forest. I have no idea how Danny had managed to stay asleep laid next to him. No, it was a much softer sound; almost like a sigh. I doubt I'd have been able to hear it if my ears hadn't been less than a metre away from him. Like everything else about him, it just made him even cuter.
I moved my hand down my own body and into the waistline of my PJs. Feeling the stickiness there, I sighed with irritation. I needed to stop this. Twice in less than 24 hours, I'd shot my load just by looking at, or being in contact with, Kieran. It was like he put me on the edge constantly and I'd never make it through this trip if I was like this every second I spent with him. Trying not to disturb my bed mate, I reached down for my boxer-briefs at the side of the bed and used them to quickly clean myself up.
I must have lost at last an hour just laid there, watching him as he slept. It's ridiculous, there was barely even enough light in the room for me to make out his features so I was literally watching the dark outline of his body but I couldn't help it; I couldn't look away. He must have been too hot because he kept moving the blankets until, eventually, he settled with his bare feet sticking out at the bottom and his chest uncovered. I wished now that I had stopped him wearing those 'pyjamas' but I wasn't complaining; my view was still the best that any boy could have hoped to have tonight and I fell asleep with Kieran as the last thing I saw.
"He asked what?" my eyes fluttered open at the sound, gently pulling me from a restful sleep. "What did you tell him?"
"What could I say?" Kieran's voice joined the conversation, "I told him that he..."
"Hey Aaron!" Adam said loudly, noticing me as I rolled over to face the two boys, "Did you sleep well lad?" Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I could see they were both up and dressed, sat having a chat on Adam and Danny's bed. Danny was nowhere in sight.
I think my reply was closer to a groan than an actual word. Mornings are not the best time of day for me. Adam, on the other hand, is very clearly a morning person; he bounded up and jumped on top of me.
"Come on, don't be like that," he laughed as he started to wrestle the covers from me. Not wanting to get up, I gripped them tightly and tried to pull them over my head. Unfortunately, I was about to learn that Adam was a very determined boy who, once he decided on something, tended to get his own way. As I was holding the covers at my head, he pulled back the covers from my feet and began to tickle them. Now, I'm one of those boys that are exceptionally ticklish; you even touch my sides or my feet and I'll be squirming never mind what Adam was doing to me. Immediately, my body started jolting around on the bed, I couldn't control myself and was laughing loudly as I desperately tried to pull my feet away from him. Kieran came to my rescue. He jumped onto my tickle torturer and pushed him over; the two of them beginning to wrestle on our bed. I jumped up to give them room, giggling at the funny, and slightly arousing, sight in front of me. Both boys were panting with Adam's strength clearly giving him the upper hand. He managed to pin Kieran but my dream boy never gave up. They both looked at me, laughing, but fell silent almost immediately. Adam turned away but Kieran looked surprised. Looking down, it became clear why.
With an ever reddening face, I rushed straight into the bathroom. In my sleepy, post-orgasm state last night, I hadn't done as good-a-job cleaning up as I thought. On my pyjama bottoms, right in the middle of Captain America's face, was an unmistakable wet patch and both boys had definitely seen. Panic set in; what must they think of me?! Some dirty little perv who spunks when he shares a bed with another boy. Oh god... my breathing became quicker and shallower. I was starting to get dizzy and collapsed against the wall.
"Hey Aaron," Kieran's voice came through the door, "It's ok man, don't worry."
When I didn't respond, he pushed open the door and, seeing me on the floor, pulled me up and brought me over to the bed. He sat me down on the edge with my body forward. Both he and Adam started fussing round me, Kieran in front trying to calm me; his hands on mine and Adam behind, rubbing my back.
"It happens, it's not your fault," Adam said, "It's mine, I'm really sorry."
What did he mean? His fault how? I...
"It's a normal reaction when you're tickled Aaron," Kieron tried to reassure me as he raised my face to look at his.
He... they... they think I've wet myself when Adam tickled me. Oh god, I don't know if that's better or worse! Kieran's eyes locked on mine, his hands back on my own. "It's ok Aaron," he said, almost forcefully this time.
I could feel the embarrassment lift and my breathing began to steady. "I'm sorry," I managed to mumble.
Both boys laughed, sharing a knowing look between each other, "God Aaron," Kieran began, "If you'd have seen some of the states that we have seen each other in..."
"Yeah," Adam agreed, "This is nothing, trust me."
Their calm voices and jokey demeanour made it impossible for me to remain upset and I found myself giggling as they told me about the times they had been at parties or the first time Adam discovered his dad's stash of whiskey.
"You should have seen the state of the living room by the time he had finished," Kieran could barely get his words out between laughing.
"God yeah, my da grounded me for a month after that!"
"So this is nothing Aaron," Kieran said, looking directly into my eyes, "Yeah?"
I agreed and, once we had all stopped giggling, went back to the bathroom for a hot, soothing shower whilst the two boys went down to get us a table for breakfast. At least that had worked out ok and, to be honest, I kind of felt closer to both boys by the end of it. I'm not sure how they would have felt if they had realised that the wet patch was actually left from the cum I'd shot because I'd been so turned on at the mere touch of Kieran's chest on mine but for now, everything was fine again.
Once I'd dressed, I headed down. As I reached the dining room, I overheard some hushed whispers coming from behind the toilet door. Seeing it begin to open, I jumped back, not wanting to be seen.
"What do you think you're doing?! Don't walk away from me!" came the angry shrill call that could only be the self-appointed Queen of Year 8, Kelly Damms. Peering round the corner, I saw Danny walking off in the other direction, leaving Kelly behind looking as if she was going to explode. She turned on her heel and immediately noticed me, "What are you looking at, freak?" I tried to find the words. I didn't even care if it wasn't some clever retort, saying anything would be better than saying nothing. She looked over me for a moment and then snorted, shaking her head. "Pathetic," she spat at me as she pushed me out of the way and stormed off, her long blonde locks flowing behind.
I picked myself up and wiped my eyes. I'd been dealing with people like Kelly all my life but there was something about her particular brand of poison that did get to me. Everything she said seemed to have a genuine hatred behind it. Almost like it wasn't just that she thought she was better than me but that she also thought that I deserved to be treated this way. Once ready, I joined the guys for breakfast.
Danny had already arrived and looked to be quietly contemplating things. I didn't mention anything about what I had seen and Adam and Kieron didn't mention my bedroom embarrassment to Danny, I was grateful for that. Still, I kept glancing over at him and couldn't help but notice the flashes of anger across his face.
I've always been surprised by just how much I seem to be able to eat and the other three teenage boys seemed to share this trait. We ate our way through cereal, toast, eggs, breadrolls, a variety of German breakfast meats and still decided to pack some of the food up into our bags for later. Miss Raymond soon entered the dining room, having rounded up all those who hadn't gotten themselves out of bed on time and called for our attention. She informed us that we were going to be going on a tour of some local castle ruins today and needed to be out front ready for a train that was going to pick us up. Kieran seemed more excited than the rest of us, talking about how amazing it would have been to be a knight living in a castle. He seemed quite passionate and it was nice to watch, even if I didn't share his enthusiasm. He carried on talking as we left the hotel, telling us about how medieval times were so fantastic, right up until he saw the train that was waiting.
I don't know what Miss Raymond had been told when she booked this trip but this was not a train. In front of us was a small tractor style vehicle with lots of little carriages attached to it. You'll have seen those little pretend trains they have in theme parks that are made for children? Well that's what this was. Nevertheless, we had to pile inside and Kieran immediately squeezed next to me, sharing a seat that was definitely not built for two teenage boys. The ride was bumpy and uncomfortable. The entire time our legs were pressed up against each other and, at one point, the carriage jolted and Kieran's hand ended up in my lap, resting above my knee. He didn't move it straight away and it was only when I shifted my body that he seemed to notice where it was and pulled it back. Cursing myself, I wished I'd stayed still and enjoyed it a little longer but, given the reaction Kieran had produced in me, it was probably safer for his hands to be further away from my cock.
Miraculously, we made it to the castle and everyone was glad to be off. There was a pre-arranged tour but to be honest, by the time we were 30 minutes in, most people drifted off into splinter groups and were doing their own thing. I have to admit, Kieran was right, the castle was beautiful and it did feel terribly impressive now that we were standing inside its ruins.
As I wandered around, I came across a little grove that had grown amongst the ruins. Trees and bushes had emerged from between stones and formed a lovely little garden. Suddenly, I felt something on my shoulder and spun around. Kieran was stood there with a long, thin stick in his hand. "En garde!" he called as he threw a second stick to me. He was definitely taking this 'Knight of Medieval times' too far but it was fun to pretend swordfight with him. He twisted and turned as our swords locked and I could tell that he was far more athletic than I'd first taken him for. After a short while, he'd disarmed me and, in a flurry of moves, ended up behind me with his sword across my chest.
Brief moments felt like hours as I felt his warm breath on my ear, his strong body against my back and his sword arm over my chest. We seemed frozen like that until he let go of his sword. Neither of us spoke but our breathing slowed, falling into a steady rhythm. We were perfectly in time with each other. His breath tickled the back of my neck and I turned to face him. Our bodies close. Chests pressed together by his arm on my back and our faces just centimetres away from each other. I didn't know where to look; my focus darting between his two soft brown eyes and his lips. It genuinely felt like my heart stopped when his tongue slowly licked them; giving his lips a soft red glow. I don't know who moved first but we were moments from our lips touching when Miss Raymond's loud voice came bellowing into our world; shattering the peace. We pushed away from each other as the remnants of the tour group came into our garden. I hid my face, looking down at my feet as the group moved around me and I found myself caught up in their movements. Desperately, I wanted to look at Kieran, to speak to him but I couldn't. Every fibre of my being was willing my body to work and look up at him but it refused. By the time I managed to force a glance, he was gone. Pulling myself away from the tour group again, I looked around for him but had no luck. Damn! What had happened? Was it me... or him... or both of us? It felt like... but now he was gone... I couldn't form a straight thought in my head as I hurried round, hoping to see Kieran but unsure as to what I would do when I did.
Suddenly, my swirling thoughts were cut through by the sound of two people. Curiosity got the better of me so I followed the sound. There, in an otherwise empty room, stood Kelly and Danny. Her hands were on his face, touching him, caressing him. Shocked, I tried to move away but stopped when I saw that Danny shoved her away.
"Leave me alone Kelly!" he growled at her, backing away.
"Oh come on Danny, we both know you want me." She walked towards him. "You have something I want and I've got something you want."
"I'm not giving you my money. God Kelly, have some respect for yourself." In that moment, I felt oddly proud of Danny. Sure, he was an arrogant idiot but at least he had some sense of morals.
Kelly's face changed. All softness disappeared as she angrily said "What a shame Danny. You could have had me. We could have had fun but after that nasty comment I think I'll just have your money for nothing instead."
"What are you talking about?"
"Well... if you don't give me your money, I'll just tell Miss Raymond that you forced yourself on me."
"Wait.. what?" The fear in Danny's voice was evident. "No-one would believe that.. why... why would you do that?"
"No-one rejects me you stupid little fucker. Money... now!"
"No... I won't... it's not right...you... you wouldn't do it!" from where I was hidden, I could see Danny's eyes start to water. His cold, uncaring persona disappearing as true fear set in.
"No Danny! Don't!" Kelly's voice filled with fake panic, determined to show him just how serious she was. "Please leave me alone". She was messing her own hair as she taunted him. "Don't touch me!" She almost appeared to be enjoying this.
Danny sank to his knees, grabbing for his wallet in his jean pocket. "Here," he held it up towards her, "Just stop, take it."
Her hand reached out and pulled it from his grip. She paused a moment, looked down at him and spat out in her hateful tone, "No... I think I'm going to tell everyone you raped me anyway."
That was it. I stepped out into the room and her eyes locked on mine. "What the fuck do you want? You're always hanging round corners you filthy little freak. Get away before I tell people you tried to attack me too." For someone who had been blessed with so much physical beauty, she couldn't have been uglier right now if she had tried.
"No." I said. One word was about all I could manage and it was far too quiet to be heard by anyone.
"What did you say?" she snarled.
I took a step towards her. "I said NO!" I don't think I'd ever screamed at anyone in my life and the shock was evident on my face. Kelly took this as a sign of weakness and started to walk towards me.
"Who do you think you are talking to faggot?" her voice low and angry.
I stood there, frozen, as she advanced on me. My body started to shake as she got closer but, in one motion, I pulled my hand from my pocket revealing my 'ace in the hole'.
She stopped as she heard it. A small tinny sound at first, coming from the phone I was holding, but even then it was easy to make out what was being said; "No... I think I'm going to tell everyone you raped me anyway." The colour drained from her face as realisation set in. She had been outplayed and was in no position to make any sort of threats or demands.
After a moment, she ran, dropping the wallet as she went. Relief flooded my body. In truth, it had taken everything I had just to stand there and show her the recording. If she had tried to take it from me then I probably wouldn't have been able to resist. Quickly, I moved over to Danny, picking up his wallet on the way.
"It's done." I said, holding out his wallet.
He looked up at me. For a moment he seemed to study my face as if seeing it properly for the first time. Then, without a word, he stood. He reached out, took his wallet and turned away. As he reached the entrance, he turned towards me and simply said, "Thank you," before leaving me alone in the room.
In the quiet, it all hit me at once; the near-kiss, the confrontation, the look from Danny. I found my legs weak. I'm not ashamed to say that my emotions did get the better of me and I cried but, for once, they weren't tears of sadness. I was... proud of myself. I'd stood up to a horrible person who was trying to destroy the life of another and came out victorious.
By the time I calmed down, it was time to leave. I headed back to the train, meeting up with Adam and Kieran on the way. As soon as I saw him, my heart started to pound; what was he going to say? What was he thinking? Did Adam know? But, when I reached him, there was nothing. He was acting perfectly normal like we hadn't just had a near-kiss. Had I misinterpreted it? Had it just been hopeful thinking on my part? As these thoughts and more swirled around in my over-analytical brain, we climbed back into the train's carriages. I was looking out of the window when I felt someone sit next to me. To my surprise, when I turned, it wasn't Kieran. It was Danny. He looked down at me, smiling, as he put his arm around me and pulled me against him.
"You know something?" he began, "You're a good lad Aaron. I'm sorry I wasn't friendlier before. I guess I don't like change or whatever but, after what you did, yeah... you're a good lad."
I had to turn and hide my face, which caused him to giggle and ruffle my hair. We spent the rest of the train journey talking about what an awful person Kelly was. Danny told me that she had been after him since we first got on the coach back in England. She just couldn't accept that he wasn't interested and kept raising the stakes every time she got Danny alone until I'd caught her. I appreciated the effort he was making. There was a part of me that still felt a little on edge around him but that was continuing to fade as we departed the train and headed back to the hotel. He left me standing in the lobby, telling me he was going to go get a shower and wash 'Kelly' off him. I was about to head outside when I heard Adam's voice from down the corridor coming towards me.
"You haven't messed it up man," I heard him saying to whoever was walking with him, "If anything, this could be a good thing."
Kieran's voice followed, he sounded upset, "I should have just..."
Both of them entered the lobby at the same time. Noticing me, Kieran turned and quickly hid his face; he looked like he had been crying. Adam stepped in front of me, blocking my view. His arms quickly swallowed me up into a big bear hug. "How're you doing my lad?" he said to me as he buried my face into his chest.
"I'm ok..." I said, peeling myself away from him. By the time I got loose, Kieran's face had returned to normal and I was left questioning whether I'd imagined it or not.
The pair of them guided me up to our room, keeping me talking the whole way. By the time we arrived, we had agreed to go check out the hotel pool so we gathered our things, told Danny to join us when he was done and heading down. I must admit, the image of all three of the boys in their little swim shorts was definitely something I was looking forward to and I could feel myself starting to get turned on at the mere thought of it. Oh god, how was I going to manage this?!
Thank you for reading chapter four of my story. I hope you enjoyed it - please feel free to give me any feedback at mattstories@hotmail.com, I'd really appreciate it.
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