"Happy Birthday Josh" By: Danny Eagles
DISCLAIMER
This story is a completely fictional tale created by the mind of the author. It contains acts of sex between teenagers and should be viewed only by those who have reached the age of majority in their community, do not get offended by homosexual acts and are legalized to view/read pornographic material. If you do not know if you are legal, please find out before reading this material. This story has been created for personal use only and no commercial gain is being exercised. For those who are legalized and about to read and will not be offended by the material, please enjoy the story.
CHAPTER III
I woke up, again with foggy eyes, not being able to see much at all. It was almost like a large fog was in my room and my head was strapped to my pillow. I moaned softly, not wanting to get up. Yippee for Wednesday morning...NOT! I laid in bed and wondered what my life would be like if I got up...then I wondered what it would be like if I DIDN'T get up.
"Ok...let's think this over," I thought, "If I don't get up...I have to get the shit piled on my by my parents and teachers...and if I DO get up...I...I can see Taylor...TAYLOR!!!"
I shot out of my bed quickly, my eyes wide open and clear as day...only it was raining outside. But at this point, I didn't care. The memories of the day before were completely in my head, of the things Taylor and I did and what was to come. It was so great to finally find someone that loved me the way I loved them. Hopefully it wasn't all passion that had brought us together, but I know for sure it was love...true love. I don't know how, but for some reason I could feel the energy flow between us...like if our souls entwined with each kiss...
I went to the bathroom and started to wash up, grabbing a quick shower first. I sat on the side of the toilet for a minute, waiting for the hot water to actually get hot - it took a little while to actually warm up for some reason, I don't really know why. Once it was nice and hot, I dropped my boxers, letting them fall to the ground, and stepped inside the spray of water. Oh god, did it ever feel good! The water trickled over my head, down my face, chest, abs, thighs - dripping off the head of my cock as reached the tip.
I lathered myself up a lot, almost using half the bar of soap, and washed up. I looked around for a bottle of shampoo and conditioner. I turned around and saw it sitting on the small counter beside the shower. I grabbed it and washed my hair nice and clean.
Afterwards, I dried myself off and wrapped the towel around my waist, walking out and back to my room to get dressed. I put on a navy-blue t-shirt, a blue sweater with "OLD NAVY" in big white letters across the chest, and a pair of new blue jeans. I looked over at the mirror and styled my hair a bit, some of it falling in front of my face and looked over at the clock. I still had some time to get myself some breakfast so I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. My mom and dad had already left for work - they work from early in the morning to late at night most times...about 6am to 9pm. My brother had slept over at his friends house during the night, so he wasn't due back for another day or two. His friend lives in the country, so it's quite a drive - maybe a few hours.
I opened up a cupboard and found some Fruit Loops...my favorite cereal. I got some milk out of the fridge and then a bowl and began feasting before the bus came. While I ate, I was thinking more of Taylor and what it was going to be like at school with him now. I mean, my best friend was hotter than hell and he was in love with me...and I was devoted to him. It was a match made in heaven, or so I hoped.
I finished up my cereal and poured a glass of apple juice. I drank that down quickly, the coldness of it chilling my brain, creating the all-mighty 'brain-freeze'. I held the bridge of my nose and winced a bit in pain, feeling the pressure in the front of my head. It didn't take long for the pain to subside and I shook my head.
"Ok, I'm not going to do that again..." I said to no one in particular.
I grabbed my jacket and put it on, zipping it up, knowing the bus would soon arrive. Sure enough, I got my backpack and heard the horn of the yellow prison. I walked outside to see the long yellow tin can and thought to myself for a quick moment.
"I really have to paint that bus..."
I ran out to the bus and got in it, leaving for school.
Once I got to school, I headed right for my locker. Due to the fact that my books where in my locker, it was a pretty safe bet that I'd have to go to my locker to get them. I kept a sharp eye out for Taylor, hoping that he would be around. I didn't see him, of course, so I dug though my locker, taking some quick glances behind me...still nothing. Of course there were so many people, maybe he was down at the other side of the hall now. I missed him SO MUCH! After what happened yesterday, I wanted more! I grabbed my books and headed for the first class.
Class started out fine, a normal history class with nothing to do but be bored. The teacher, Mrs. Rosehart, had listed about thirty different dates on the board and was asking the class what each date represented. Oh man...I don't remember dates at all, so I was thinking 'Don't pick me, don't pick me, don't pick me." And guess what...
"Josh, what happened then?"
'Ah dammit...ok, ok...think of something good...'
"The Declaration of Independence?" I said, sounding very unsure of myself.
Mrs. Rosehart looked at me for a moment and then continued on with, "And Tom, what happened on..."
...Holy crap...I couldn't believe I actually got that. I mean, I can NEVER remember dates. Anyways, I basically phased out during the rest of that period, thinking of Taylor more and more, never leaving my head. The heart-throb that stole my heart.
The next class was pretty uneventful - Sexual Education. Believe me, I didn't need to relearn what masturbation is. Hello! Lady! I've been beating my meat for the last 5 or 6 years!
I went to my locker afterwards and then grabbed my P.E. gear...time for gym. I still hadn't seen Taylor, so I guess he skipped school. He would always hang out with me during the breaks, but he was no where to be seen. So I went into the locker room and got changed with all the other guys, staring at the extremely hot bodies. I started to get hard...really hard. Some guys stared at it and I simply shrugged.
"Hey, not like you haven't seen one before...that damn Vanessa is hot, isn't she?" I said with a wicked grin.
The other guys just laughed and agreed, heading out into the gym. I followed them wearing my black mesh shorts and tank-top. We started off the period with a game of basket ball. I wasn't exactly good at the game, but I wasn't terrible either. I knew how to dunk some balls and evade any incoming predators. We had a really fun game and my team one by one point. Thank god for foul shots...
The game ended up lasting almost the whole hour, so we were all hot and sweaty. The coach let us go early so we could shower up, so I grabbed a towel and headed for my bag. All the guys started to shower as I was fiddling through my bag, suddenly getting the feeling that I had to piss. I walked into the bathroom area, separated by a door to the showers and walks up to a urinal and brought out my limp dick. Images of Taylor just shot though my head and I started to get really hard. It didn't take long for me to get to my full 6.5 inches. I don't know if anyone else knows, but it's kinda hard to piss when you're hard. I managed to do it after I softened a bit.
Just then, I felt arms wrapping around me and a hand grasping my cock. I wanted to pull away to see what was going on, but when you have a foreign object attached to your semi-hard cock, you don't want it to detach. I threw my head back and moaned a little louder than I would have liked when the person spoke.
"Hey sexy..."
It was Taylor! That soft and sexy voice was undeniably Taylor. He had a voice of a fourteen year old, younger than usual for his age, and had kind of a raspy sense to it, making it even more hot on top of that. Just those two words from his mouth brought me again to full attention.
He wrapped his fingers around the base of my cock and very slowly stroked from the base to the tip. It felt SOOOOO GOOD!!! He then pulled off and turned me around, his hand never leaving my cock. I was about to speak when he hushed me.
"Quiet...I don't want anyone to know I'm in here...trying to stay out of classes...I just wanted to see you."
He kissed me slightly on the lips and said, "I'll still be here...go shower up. I'll join you soon."
That's when Taylor winked at me and pushed me out the door to hide in his stall again.
I noticed pretty much everyone had showered and left. It was pizza day in the cafeteria and they all wanted to get some before it was all gone. The last couple guys left as I started to undress. Making sure no one was coming back, I locked all the entrances to the rooms and stripped out of my mesh shorts and tank-top, leaving me completely naked and hard as a rock, my cock leaking all over the place.
I knocked on the door to the washroom and opened it, "Hey Taylor, they're gone."
Taylor casually walked out of the washroom, also completely naked. His hard cock swinging freely in the air. I looked at him and couldn't help it, I immediately grabbed him, placing a hand behind his neck and one on a luscious globe of his ass and pulled him in for a deep, lingering kiss, slipping my tongue in his mouth. He moaned involuntarily and bucked his hips into my own, our cock grinding together as our tongues wrestled. He pulled me over to a shower, turning it on so the water would flow over us as we kissed. The water was only luke-warm, and I looked over at the wall, noticing cum stains...it was the same shower that I had used when Taylor found out about me. This time, he kissed me hard...REALLY hard. I moaned loudly and then he moved his kisses to my neck, just below my left ear and nibbled slightly, now starting to work on a hickey.
He laid me down onto the floor of the shower room, about an inch of water underneath me, nick and warm. My cock was twitching and I was so hard it hurt. He got on his knees between my open legs and laid down on top of me, our cocks meeting and grinding into each other as our chests pressed together...then our lips met again. He snaked his tongue into my mouth, exploring nearly every part of it. I sucked lovingly on his tongue as my hands roamed all over his back and down to his soft globes of flesh. His hands traveled over the sides of my body, making me shiver with excitement.
Taylor started to slide down my body, his cock and balls rubbing against my thigh as he slid down. His kisses traveling down my chin and throat to my chest. He started to kiss the center of my chest, taking the breath out of me, licking a trail over to my right nipple. He began to lick and suck at it, not even touching my cock now. I whimpered, threading my fingers through his perfect golden hair. He looked up at me with those awesome green eyes and licked a trail to my other nipple, attacking it. I arched my back a bit, moaning aloud and grabbing his arms for support. I was leaking bad and needed release, but Taylor wasn't about to give me that pleasure yet.
He licked down my chest and over my abs, kissing more and more and licked even further down to my thighs, his cheek brushing against my cock. It twitched from the feel of his silky smooth skin and he started to rub my inner thighs. I whimpered a moaned, my cock throbbing now, and hurting. My head was swollen and I knew I was going to blow sometime soon. He massaged my thighs with the pads of his fingers and then swung himself around so his cock was next to my face. The 69 position was the perfect thing for this situation. He looked like he was enjoying this more than I was so I grabbed his rock hard, throbbing cock and shoved it down my throat. He immediately shoved his cock down my throat, making me gag a bit. I recovered and swallowed his hard tool as he screamed out a moan, muffling it in my inner thigh.
His sweet scent nearly pushed me over the edge, but not quite. I took a big whiff of his odors and enjoyed it. It was somewhat of a musky odor, too sweet for words. I started to deep throat him, using my tongue along the underside of his cock, my tongue occasionally flicking at the base of his head. He moaned loudly again and I felt his absolutely delicious, soft and moist lips wrap around the base of my shaft. He managed to get it all down and I felt that hot, wet tongue wrap itself around my cock like a snake. He started to suck hard and fast and I already felt an orgasm emerging from my toes up. I sucked just has hard as him, if not harder, and faster, now in a competition with him to see who could suck the hardest. His cock began to grow in my mouth and I knew he was close. I sucked harder and harder and HARDER until he moaned aloud on my cock, vibrating on my cockhead as he shot his hot and sticky load hard into my mouth. This pushed me over the edge and I arched my back and became stiff as I held his ass, milking his cock, now releasing large creamy spurts of my hot teen juice into his wanting mouth. We moaned and whimpered as we shot continuously into each others mouths. All the lights seemed ten or fifteen time brighter now as our orgasms subsided. We lay there for a few moments, immersed in the sexual energy that had just been released. I slowly turned around and kisses him passionately , sharing each other and holding him close in my protective arms.
"I love you, baby..." he said.
Those words melted my heart and I simply replied, "I love you too..."
We laid there in the warm water of the shower room and rested for a while before we had to go back to class.
Well finally, after, what...three months? Yeah...after actually almost FOUR months, I FINALLY got chapter three up. LOL! Wow! I haven't been in the mood to write for so long and then tonight, past midnight, suddenly BANG! "Hey, I wanna write!" I hope you enjoyed it, and Justy, baby...I love you SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!! I was thinking of you when I wrote this chapter. KISSES TO MY BABY!!!
If you have any questions, comments, or anything like that, e-mail them to danny_eagles@yahoo.ca or you can catch me in #niftywriters under the nickname Danny. Hope you enjoyed!