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 now begun to develop friendships with all three but it is Kieran that Aaron has been dreaming about for the last 10 months. The two boys have shared a near kiss but this has left Aaron confused. After confronting a girl, Kelly, about her treatment of a boy, Danny, Aaron has begun to come out of his shell but found the experience very emotionally draining. On getting back to the hotel, the boys have decided to go swimming.
Finding My Voice - Chapter five.
I can't wait any longer. They are going to think there is something wrong with me if I don't move right now. Come on Aaron, just open the door and go!
I'd been having this argument with myself for the last 5 minutes. The idea of swimming was fantastic; it was a hot day and it sounded like just the relaxation I needed after the events at the castle. I have to admit, the idea of seeing the three boys in their swimming shorts was definitely a plus too. Unfortunately, it hadn't occurred to me until I was about to step out of the changing room doors that this meant that I would also be in my swimming shorts. My short, extremely tight, black swimming shorts.
Now, to understand my problem, you need to know about my relationship with nudity. With the exception of Kieran glimpsing my bare chest yesterday, I haven't been undressed in front of anyone for years; not even my mum. Add to that the tightness of my shorts and the fact that just being near that dreamy god of a boy has been enough to cause my cock to be in a near permanent state of arousal... well... you see my problem now.
The conversation in my head was ongoing and I had nearly talked myself out of it completely when a loud knock sounded on the cubicle wall. "Aaron?" asked a soothing Irish voice.
"Yeah?"
"Is everything alright lad?" Damn! What could I say? I could already feel the lump forming in my throat.
"Yeah..." Brilliant Aaron; a fantastic explanation of just how you are feeling. You know you're so articulate when you want to be!
"Are you coming in?"
"Yeah..." All the words in the English language and all I could manage was yeah.
"It's been 5 minutes mate... come on" He wasn't going away. Like a dog with a bone, Adam was refusing to leave it alone.
"Yeah... no... I..." I stopped speaking as I heard the lock to my cubicle door click open. It slowly swung on its hinges and there, in front of me, stood a dripping wet Adam.
My god. Obviously I knew that Adam had developed early and he had the height and broad shoulders but I had no idea that underneath his clothes were muscles like that. His body was mostly smooth with decently defined pecs which led down to a very clear 6 pack which was quickly becoming an 8 pack. Then, I realised something that very nearly caused me to faint. It turns out that Adam isn't particularly fond of swimming shorts; he prefers speedos. The bulge was... impressive to say the least and the effect on me was immediate. I started to bone up in my own shorts and somehow, despite all the blood in my body rushing to my cock, blushed profusely. If Adam was causing this in me then surely Kieran would just finish me off.
Despite my protesting, Adam was having none of it. It's strange; he seemed to know that I was panicking, to know my concerns and worries but, quite frankly, he wasn't going to back down. His hands gently gripped both sides of my head and he looked directly into my eyes; his bright emeralds piecing my very thoughts. He smiled and simply said, "No. Stop it now. We are doing this." And with that he wrapped his arms around me, lifted me over his shoulder and started carrying me out to the pool.
Although I tried desperately to resist, Adam was just too strong and my struggling just made him giggle as we exited the changing rooms and he announced, very loudly, to Kieran and Danny that he had caught something. Here is where I shot myself in the foot, I carried on shouting for him to put me down so he did, right in the middle of the pool. I landed with a splash; a mess of flailing limbs did not make for the most graceful entry into the water. Now, I'm a good swimmer but the surprise of it all did throw me off and, I suppose, it must have looked like I was struggling because a few moments later I felt a pair of warm hands on my body and someone pulling me to the surface. Opening my eyes, I was greeted with a beautiful pair of dark brown eyes.
"Hey," Kieran said, as he smiled at me. His hair was pushed to the back and side, revealing more of his beautiful face to me.
"Hi," I smiled back.
"Ok?" he asked, his hands still on my waist. I nodded, not trusting myself to say more yet. His smile grew wider. "Good," he said and with one push he sent me back under the water. Hey, I'm not going to complain; I've been able to keep my eyes open in the swimming pool water for years, despite the chlorine, and was treated to a beautiful view down Kieran's well defined body. He even had the beginnings of that extremely sexy V that boys get at the base of their torso. I'm sure I let a moan escape in the water and, I had been right, the sight of him had me fully hard within seconds.
As I surfaced, he pulled away and started swimming through the water, calling for me to try and get him back. I didn't need to be asked twice and, before he had got far enough away, I wrapped my hand around his ankle and pulled him back towards me. The dunking competition began and was only made more intense when Adam and Danny swam over to join in. Hands were everywhere, no concern was given about which body parts were knocked or touched while we all tried our best to dunk the others under the water while resisting the same fate ourselves. The first time one of the boys had grazed against my cock, which was now extremely hard and pushing clearly against the fabric of my shorts, I had jolted away as if I had been electrocuted. Panicked, I'd expected someone to say something, to call me out on it, embarrass me about it but... nothing. No-one did. The game just continued. By the 5th or 6th time, it just became expected and I'm sure parts of my body grazed the more intimate regions of all three of the boys as well.
I think this moment was the happiest I'd been for a very long time. It wasn't the semi-naked bodies or the accidental crotch grazes either. It was the sheer... fun of it. All 4 of us were laughing, sometimes to the point of hysterics. There were no insecurities; no time for anxious thoughts. I was completely and inescapably caught in the moment and it was pure bliss. Here I was with three wonderful boys, each whom I'd at least started to befriend. But then the little worm got in. I started to think back to being 9 years old, happy with my new friend at school and how that had all come crashing down. In truth, I'd known these boys even less time and that little squirmy feeling of doubt began to creep in. I knew I was being silly but I couldn't help it.
Kieran noticed me starting to withdraw and suggested that we do something else. Taking hold of my wrist, he pulled me over to the side of the pool where there were several large hot tubs. I'd never been in a one before and, within moments, all 4 of us were sliding into the delightfully warm water. Adam was sat to my left, his arms over the side of the tub, hoisting his powerful looking chest out of the water. Danny, on the other hand, lay back completely into his seat to my right and allowed his body to be submerged in the bubbles up to his neck.
I felt something rest against my foot, Kieran had taken the seat opposite me and placed his feet on top of mine. Neither of us moved but our eyes locked. No voices were used but they weren't needed either; somehow our eyes conveyed everything that needed to be said in that moment. He started to move his foot, slowly at first, just along mine. That one little movement was enough to cause me to blush incredibly and, once again, I found myself unable to make eye contact with any of the boys. I tried to distract myself; focus on what Danny was saying but it all just sounded like noise. Kieran continued, his soft soles rubbing against my feet and ankles. After I felt myself begin to calm, I looked up to find him in conversation with the other two boys, as if nothing was happening underneath the bubbles. That was a truly strange feeling. They didn't know, both Adam and Danny were just chatting along; completely unaware that the most beautiful boy I had ever known was playing footsie with me right there in front of them.
My daydream was broken when I felt Kieran's feet slide away and Adam and Danny both stood up. "They will be closing up soon," Danny began as he stretched his slim, athletic body, "Come on Adam, let's go check out the sauna before they shut." Before I had time to say anything, both boys were gone and I was left alone with Kieran. He shuffled round until he was sat next to me, not quite sat on his own seat but not exactly sharing mine either. He looked at me but didn't speak.
"So... the castle was cool today," I began after several moments of heavy silence.
He smiled, "Yeah. I think so too. Which bit did you like the most?"
He couldn't have failed to notice the redness of my cheeks, "The grove," I replied, the implication of those words hanging in the air.
Moving closer, his voice softened further, "Sword fighting in our grove was the best bit for me too." With that, his hand reached over and lay on top of my own. For a moment, I dare not move. My mind was screaming at me to take hold of his hand and to pull away at the same time; neither voice strong enough to take control. But I didn't have to. Kieran lifted up my hand and interlocked his fingers with mine. Neither of us looked at the other and, for those 10 seconds, we seemed to remain frozen in eternity until it was all rudely shattered by a ridiculously ill-mannered pool attendant sounding an extremely loud alarm to tell everyone to leave. The effect was immediate. Kieran withdrew his hand and we both climbed out of the hot tub. I was too embarrassed to look at him and Kieran didn't speak to me all the way back to the changing rooms.
Collecting my things, I took my time drying in the cubicle. The thoughts in my head were swirling and I wanted to take the time to explore each one - why had he done that? What did it mean? What would happen now? What should I have done?
I'm glad I took that time, otherwise I would have missed overhearing the most interesting words that anyone had ever spoken. As they were passing my cubicle, I could hear the three boys talking in hushed whispers. I strained my ears to hear as much of the conversation as I could, only making out some of the words:
"...could have.... but.... scared," Kieran sounded upset, perhaps even a little frustrated.
"Why?... know... like him," Danny said softly.
Even Adam's voice didn't carry well, "You've... thinking... for ages. What... you want?"
Luckily for me, the last few words were not mumbled, not hidden. Their sound filled my ears and remained there, burned into my memory. "I want to kiss him."
Thank you for reading chapter five 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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