Freshman Tutor (Part I and II)
Disclaimer: This isn't a true story it's just a fantasy. No one under 18 should read this material. It's an erotic story that contains scenes with masturbation by a minor. Copyright c 2000 Sebastian Arashi. All rights reserved.
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Part I
I sighed over my desk as I looked at my calculus homework. It had been over two hours of studying in my room, and I still didn't understand the assignment. "Man, I just don't get it," I whined.
Alex was rubbing his temples with both hands. "Danny, we've been at it for two hours. How can you still not get it? I'm only a freshman and even I can get it"
"Well, not all of us are geniuses like you, Alex." He was true enough though. I'm a junior in high school, but Math has always been my weak point. Well, along with English... and History... and, okay so I'm not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. But I've never really worried about it. Sports have always been my thing - especially soccer. Furthermore, thanks to the sports I've been able to get a nice build. All my muscles are toned and slightly defined giving me more of a swimmer's build rather than a full-muscled jock look. I'm a little shorter than the other guys are, but I'm still about average at 5'8". My dirty blonde hair is cropped short like most of the other guys on the team.
Alex on the other hand is the total opposite. Being only fourteen years old, he's only 5' tall. He has long, dark-brown hair that fall sloppily over his ears. And his glasses frame his beautiful auburn eyes. Alex's body isn't really all that buff and he's a little on the scrawny side (from all that studying I guess). Nevertheless, I've always found him cute ever since he moved next door to our house. Although there's a three-year difference between our ages, Alex was always the smart one. Even before he started high school he was taking advanced classes. He always seemed more mature than the other kids, too. Fortunately, with me needing a lot of tutoring and Alex living next door, he was only a short call away. It wasn't long before we became friends.
"Hey, are you listening?" Alex asked. The annoyance in his voice came through clearly.
"Um, yeah. So how do I do this integration?"
With a deep sigh, Alex rolled his eyes and proceeded to explain the process of integration. I followed the first few steps, but after a few moments of looking over his shoulder my mind began to wander. I could smell his hair and it had a fresh smell as if he had just taken a shower. I closed my eyes for a moment and took Alex's scent in.
"What are you doing?" My eyes shot opened as I saw Alex staring at me with a quizzical look in his eyes. "You're not dozing off are you? It's not even that difficult a problem and you're already nodding off."
"Yeah, sorry about that," I covered quickly. "This math stuff just puts me to sleep."
"Everything puts you to sleep. Listen, I have my own homework to do, so I have to head back home."
"C'mon~ Just a little longer. I'm just about to get it," I lied. "Let's take a little break and then we'll hit the books again."
"Danny, I have a test tomorrow. Plus I have two reports to start that are due by then end of next week." He lifted his glasses up onto his forehead and rubbed his eyes. When he stared at me with his weak smile and fatigue-laden eyes, I immediately noticed how cute Alex was. His round eyes and button nose made him more like a cute little puppy.
"Ok. I understand." I tried to hide the disappointment in my voice. Alex started to pack up his things into his backpack and got up from his chair to head back to his house. Just as he was about to reach my room door I got up and stopped him. "Alex, wait."
"What?" he asked. With one hand on the doorknob and the other gripping his backpack, he stared blankly at me. I felt a knot in my stomach as I walked up to him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. When I moved away I looked at him and saw him with a look of both shock and confusion. He took one nervous gulp and quickly said, "I'll see you tomorrow." With that, Alex left my room as abruptly as I had kissed him. I could hear him as he ran down the stairs and ran out the front door. I fell onto my bed in a heap and, for the first time in a long time, I started to cry.
Part II
I was about to head out the door when Danny stopped me.
"Alex, wait," he said. There was something about the way he had said it that made me stop in my tracks. However, I was tired and I merely replied a weak "What?"
He walked up to me and gave me this weird look. I hated when he walked right up to me. I had to crane my neck a little to be able to meet his gaze. Being short is such a curse. But before I could say anything, Danny kissed me. His eyes were closed and I could feel his body trembling a little. My reaction was a bit different. My body went stiff and my eyes popped open. When he moved away I could see the fear and uncertainty in his eyes. All I could do was blurt out quickly, "I'll see you tomorrow." And I rushed out of his room and ran all the way back to my house.
As soon as I was in my room I tossed my backpack on the floor and fell onto my bed. I buried my head in the pillow and tried to ignore the tense feelings in my crotch. What was wrong with me? I had just run away from the guy of my dreams. I had been lusting after him from the day I moved into the neighborhood and here he had just showed me he was interested. So why didn't I stay? The only reason I wanted to leave was because if I had stayed any longer I wouldn't have been able to hide the raging hard on that I had. I didn't even really have any other homework to do. But when he looked over my shoulder at that final problem, I couldn't take it anymore.
But that kiss, that wonderful kiss... it meant that he felt something towards me, right? He could be playing a trick on me, though. If it was a trick, Danny was a pretty damn good actor then. What should I do? It's too late to go back now. All that's left is to wait until tomorrow morning and talk to Danny then.
I turned around onto my back and stared at my white, blank ceiling. I closed my eyes and imagined him in my mind. Danny's lop-sided grin, short dirty-blonde hair, and his tight muscles - I imagined staring right into his emerald-green eyes. As I thought more and more about him, my hand found it's way to my crotch. I unbuckled my belt and baggy blue jeans. I reached in with my right hand rubbed my crotch through my boxers. I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning, but continued kneading my hard on.
Recalling the first time I had been in the gym shower at high school, I tried to remember seeing Danny's naked body for the first time. As he stood underneath one of the showerheads, he soaped himself down. First rubbing his smooth chest, then over his taut stomach. I couldn't take it anymore and I reached into my boxers grabbing my hard 5-inch dick. I moved my hand up and down my shaft quickly - up and down. As I felt myself reaching my climax I stopped and pulled on my balls tightly. This time I couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure. Feeling confident that I had impeded my orgasm, I pulled down my jeans and boxers down to my knees and pulled off my t-shirt - tossing it onto the floor. I looked upon my throbbing, cut penis and watched as pre-cum dribbled out of the slit and unto my stomach. I could feel the sweat on my body as laid there on my bed half-naked. After a moment to relax myself I resumed my action.
With my right hand I pumped my dick up and down and thanks to the pre-cum I was moving quickly. With my left hand I reached down to my ball sacs and fondled them. I pulled on them whenever I felt close to cumming. After a few moments of masturbating to the image of my naked best friend, I moved my left hand lower beneath my balls. I slowly moved a finger down until I found my mark. Rubbing my little anus lightly, I found the sweat helped to lubricate it a little. Without waiting any longer I stuck my first finger into my hole. A gasp escaped my lips and my mouth hung open as I pushed my finger in deeper. All the while my other hand is fiercely pumping my dick. I push until my finger is all the way in. Once all the way in, I stop pumping my dick for a second as I search for my prostate with my finger. I wiggle it around a bit and try pushing a little bit further in. In a little more than a minute I find my target with a pleasure filled moan. My right hand grips my cock tight and I push on my prostate with my finger. I didn't even need to pump my cock anymore as cum began to squirt out of my slit and all over my hairless chest. The first lands right on my chest, but when I push on my prostate harder one of the shots shoots across my chest and onto my face. After 5 shots, I felt the pleasure start to subside and my dick go limp. I take out my finger and with both hands start to rub the cum that landed on my body. I wipe off the cum on my face and taste a little off of my finger. I always wondered at the way cum tastes so strange yet so good.
Exhausted I lay on the bed with my cum-covered body and fell soundly asleep.
Part III (coming soon)