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WARNING: The following text contains scenes of textual nudity and graphic sex between consenting teenaged males. If you are offended by such material, or are under the legal age of consent to read such material please do not read any further. All persons and events depicted in the following story are entirely ficticious. Any resemblance to those living or dead is purely coincidental and a product of the author's over-active imagination.
"My New Neighborhood" - Part 9
by Mikey Mark
During the last two weeks of November, Kevin's parent's went out of town. His older sister, who was supposed to "look after" Kevin, had a job and a boyfriend and therefore was never around and left Kevin to do whatever he wanted. His sister announced that she was having a few people in on Friday night, but after that, Kevin could have the house to himself for the rest of the first weekend. I immediately asked my parents for permission to stay over at Kevin's house on the Saturday night. I lied and said his sister was going to be there with us. I had been such a good boy (in their eyes) lately that they didn't ask any questions at all! They had met my friend and I had slept over night there before. (The never seemed to clue in to WHY their fifteen year old son wanted to sleep over at his friend's house...)
It was really cool the way Kevin and I were carrying on, but we were young and life was good to us. We had been fooling around together for about three months or so and our friendship just kept on getting better and better! To make things cool for our Saturday night fun, (and to keep people's suspicions down) Kevin went out with Ryan & Matt to some girl's place, while I hung out with my neighbor Jeff. We really had to start doing things like that because without realizing it, two of us had become "boyfriends" (lovers?) without ever having kissed each other!
This thought was on my mind when I headed over to Kevin's place on Saturday night. For my parent's benefit, I brought my backpack loaded with useless items (such as pajamas!). I had been on edge all week long and I knew that Kevin was as excited about our plans as I was. On Wednesday afternoon, he actually wrote a soppy little "love-note" saying how happy he was, written on a tiny piece of note paper all folded up tightly and expertly tossed into my jacket pocket with a wink and a wicked smile.
Thinking about this gave me a half-hardon as I walked up Kevin's driveway and knocked at the door. If anyone other than Kevin answered the door, I figured that I might look pretty stupid standing there with an obvious boner in my best blue jeans so at the last minute I pulled my t-shirt down over my crotch and tried to look casual.
I need not have worried because it was Kevin who answered the door. As soon as I saw him, I regretted pulling my t-shirt down. Kevin was totally naked and his dick was half hard and pointing at me. I was standing down on the landing, just inside the front door and I could hear the music from the living room stereo.
"How's it going buddy?"
"Better now that you're here!"
"Yeah, well, that I am...you look like you've been enjoying yourself ..." (I pointed at his half-hard dick)
"Just waiting for you buddy!"
The rest of the night went like that. We were like a mutual admiration society. The freedom of having the whole house to ourselves was fantastic. Kevin made me strip out of my clothes right there in the living room and said that neither of us was allowed to put on anything until at least noon the next day. That gave us sixteen hours of nakedness together...
We went to the kitchen to get a cold beer and we ended up jerking each other off right there leaning against the counters. I guess the whole novelty of the environment was a turnon, plus the fact that I hadn't jerked off all week waiting for this night, and to say that we messed up the kitchen floor was an understatement. One of my first shots of cum managed to land on the kitchen table four feet in front of us. The rest of it splattered on the linoleum floor. Kevin shot his on my thighs and I loved the sensation of it dripping down my legs to my bare feet. We were both breathing pretty hard after our frenzied "bonding ritual".
Dripping with cum, Kevin directed me to the shower where he promptly joined me. It was fantastic being in the shower with him and we must have drained the hot-water tank as we were in there for an hour! When we finally climbed out and dried off, we went back to the living room and drank our now warm beers.
With Kevin sitting there naked in a big wing chair that I figured was his father's favorite, smoking a cigarette and holding his beer, I could not help but to ask the question, "so does your dad have a big dick too?"
"Where do you think this thing came from? You should see some of my cousins!"
"Have you ever done 'it' with any of them?"
"Maybe one or two..."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, why not? We fooled around a bit when we were younger, it was kinda cool. Hell, I first did it with Ian like two years ago you know."
I felt a pang of emotion as he said this. I wasn't sure if it was jealousy or envy though, so I kept my mouth shut.
"Lets go downstairs and shoot a game of pool"
"Sure, why not? I've never played pool naked before!"
"You haven't? You've lived a sheltered life m'lad" (delivered in a poor Scottish brogue)
With that, we headed downstairs and Kevin beat me four games straight. It was fantastic being naked and just hanging around together like that. After our frenzied jerkoff session in the kitchen, our jets were cooled and we were able to relax around each other. We both knew that we were going to have sex again later on, so we were in no hurry. We had all night together.
By the end of the fifth game, our interest in sex, and each other, started to rise again. Kevin sunk the last ball with a sharp and expert crack and suggested that it might be a good time to head up stairs. I agreed and followed him up the stairs, close behind him, all the while starring at his beautiful naked butt.
We made it about half way up the second floor stairs. Kevin suddenly stopped and I found my face close enough to his butt to kiss it, so I did. Because we had so recently showered, his skin was smooth and clean. It didn't take long for my mouth to find his hole...
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
I loved the way Kevin did that, and I relished my power to make him do it.
"Ohhhhhhh mannnn, we gotta get to the bedroommmmm..."
I took mercy upon him and stopped rimming him long enough to allow us to make it the last twenty feet to his bedroom. Once we were inside his darkened room, we climbed naked under the covers and enjoyed the luxury of pressing our naked bodies together, slowly, without fear of getting caught.
We brushed chins and cheeks in a few false starts before we locked lips together in our first passionate kiss. I had never kissed a guy like that before and it was a really weird sensation. It was kind of like necking with a girl, except rougher, stranger, stronger...
Caught up in the novelty of necking naked in bed, we literally faced each other and jerked each other off. I don't know how long it lasted, but we certainly took our time about it. We rolled around and kissed and licked each other EVERYWHERE, but then returned to our face to face position where our jerking off would intensify. It was one of the most intense orgasms of my life, and I am afraid we made quite a mess of Kevin's bedsheets!
Afterwards, we fell asleep, locked in each other's arms. I woke up a few hours later, as it was an unfamiliar sleeping place. Kevin was pressed against me and his hair was in my face. I also had an erection rubbing up against Kev's awesome butt. I debated trying to stick it inside, but we had jerked off twice that evening and my dick felt a bit tender so I just laid there starring at him. I couldn't help but to finger his cock and his balls while he slept. As I sensed his big dick begin to respond to my touch, I leaned over his shoulder to enjoy the sight of it, rising up and then falling down again in the dim morning light. I kissed his ear and laid back down to sleep again.
Kevin woke me up a few hours later when he got up to take a morning piss. The sun was shinning in through the half open curtains and I was fully awake when he returned from the bathroom, his big dick swinging there in front of him.
"Mornin"
"Hey dude"
The sound of the toilet flushing had me ready to go as well and so we traded places. When I came back, Kevin was sprawled in the bed with a full erection making a tent under the covers.
"Oh man, you're not going to wanna do it again right now are ya?", I asked. A question that got only a devilish grin and a definite "maybe" for a response.
I had no idea what time it was but then I remembered that it didn't really matter what time it was as we were alone in the house. With that thought in mind, I crawled back into bed with Kevin and we snuggled close to enjoy each other's warmth in the cool Autumn morning. We didn't kiss at all. We just starred into each others eyes like romantic lovers and then broke out laughing like the teenaged boys we were.
Eventually, that other great passion of teenaged boys asserted itself, and there we were, standing naked in the kitchen downstairs, me pouring milk into a bowl of cereal and Kevin making some coffee. After breakfast, we sat there at the table and drank the whole pot of coffee while Kevin consumed a half-dozen cigarettes.
Being the guest, Kevin made me go first for the shower. The hot steaming water felt fantastic on my body. I made sure to clean myself thoroughly, in anticipation of Kevin's tongue, if he should be so inclined. The very thought of this made my dick lurch in response and begin to rise. A good rinse of my ass had me sprawled out and bent over as if to be fucked by the spray of water. I had always loved that sensation, and as always, my dick instantly became rock hard.
Without getting carried away there, I got out to let Kevin go next. No sooner did I step out of the shower when Kevin popped in and with a quick grab at my butt slipped past me and into the shower. I took my time drying myself and chatting with him while he showered although I eventually got tired of talking over the sound of water and walked out to wait for him in his bedroom. When Kevin got out of the shower, he found me easily and stood there in front of me, both of us still naked with half-hardons.
"So what's up?", I asked.
"I want to molest your body"
"Permission granted!"
"Lie back and spread'em!"
I had no objections and Kevin climbed onto the bed and knelt between my legs.
"Nice boner ya got there. Looks good enough to suck on."
With that, Kevin leaned forward and swallowed my cock right down to my pubes. It drove me insane when he did that. He liked to do it in one single motion and then slowly pull back until his mouth was right off my dick and then do it again exactly the same way. Eventually, he would tire of this and just bury his nose in my pubes with one hand underneath fingering my butthole, and jerking himself off with the other hand.
When I started to get close to cumming, Kevin pulled off my cock and then began to lick my balls. That drove me crazy as I was so close to cumming, but without his mouth on my cock (or my hand), I could feel it slowly recede away. I lifted my head to look him in the face, as if in protest, but he had stopped rubbing himself and put one hand on each of my knees and pushed them forward to expose my butthole for his marauding tongue.
Kevin had licked my butt before, but this time I could tell that it was going to be different. I had already half-agreed to let Kevin fuck me and I knew that as soon as his tongue touched my butthole, that now would be the time.
There was no doubt that Kevin was of the same mind as I was because he rimmed my ass like there was no tomorrow! After working me over rather thoroughly on my back, he had me roll over onto my stomach and then really went to work. I was amazed at how wild Kevin was being and I resolved right there that the next time I rimmed him he was going to howl!
By the time Kevin had replaced his tongue with first one, then two and then three fingers up my butt, I couldn't take the waiting or the punishment any longer and in a half moaning and incoherent voice, I begged Kevin to fuck me.
"You got it buddy!"
With that, Kevin bounced off the bed and left me there, spread eagled with my saliva slicked and quivering butthole waiting. He returned soon enough carrying some hand lotion from the bathroom and proceeded to work a good glob of it into my virgin butthole. I wanted Kevin to fuck me, but I was afraid of the pain. It knew it had to hurt, but there had to be something to it because I had seen Kevin himself moaning with pleasure while I fucked him as hard as I did. It amazed me and I wanted to try it.
When Kevin felt that I was ready, he knelt behind me and started to rub the big rubbery head of his dick up and down the crack of my ass. Well lubed and prepared, I still wasn't ready for the first stab of pain when the head of his dick found my hole and slipped inside. I begged him to take it out, that I wasn't ready yet, but Kevin just told me to breathe deeply and relax. He kept saying this over and over while I tried to stifle the noise that I was making by burying my face in the pillows.
We laid there like that, with only the head of Kevin's dick inside me while he laid on my back. He started to lick my shoulders and the back of my neck and this felt fantastic. I stretched my legs out wider to ease the pain of Kevin's penetration, but this just allowed his dick to slip further inside me.
"Oh yeah, this feels great buddy! I hope I'm not hurtin ya too much?"
I wanted to beg him to take it out, to say that I couldn't handle it, but something inside me made me stay silent (or as silent a guy can be while getting fucked up the ass!). I grunted and muffled my moaning in the pillows. Sure enough, after a few minutes this, the pain kind of receded and I really began to get into it. It was the weirdest sensation that I had ever experienced, but at the same time, I liked it. I then made the mistake of telling this to Kevin.
"No, I'm okay, I think it actually feels pretty good."
With that, Kevin plunged the rest of his dick inside me and I think I screamed and tried to take back my words. From that point on, I have no words to describe it. It was the most painful thing in my life, but I still couldn't tell Kevin to stop. I don't think I could have formed the words anyway. I gave up trying to be "cool" and "taking it like a man" stuff, and just let myself go. I grunted and groaned and hyper-ventilated and squirmed around underneath him, trying to escape the reach of his thrusting dick. I swear, every time he pushed his his big dick all the way inside me, I tried to claw my way up the bed to ease the pressure on the inner wall of my ass. By the time Kevin finally shot his load inside me, we had moved up the bed so far that my head was pressed right up against the headboard, still buried in the pillows. Kevin had literally fucked me up the bed three feet!
When his orgasm subsided, Kevin just laid there on top of me, the both of us squished up at the top of the bed and still breathing heavily with our exertions. I felt really strange and Kevin's dick squishing around inside my ass felt positively weird and somewhat embarrassing. Every muscle in my body felt like mush, and my ass felt like it was destroyed forever. Eventually, Kevin's dick shrank enough to slip out of my poor pulverized butthole and he got up to wash off. I didn't dare try standing up or even moving.
"Hey buddy! That was fantastic!"
With that, Kevin returned to the bed laid down beside me and started to lightly massage my back.
"So, did you like it?"
I had to admit that I did. However, I also told him that it hurt quite a bit and that while I might let him do it again some time, it wasn't going to be soon!
"That's okay by me...I'm patient...I'll wait for it...you just say when...and in the meantime, since your dick don't hurt me half as much as I'm sure my dick hurts you, you can fuck me all you want!"
"That sounds like a deal buddy. Now if you will excuse me for second, I gotta go to the washroom!". I was a bit wobbly on my legs at first, but I surprised myself by being able to walk out of the room without collapsing. When I got back to the bedroom, Kevin had pulled all the bedsheets of his bed and had them in a heap on the floor.
"I think I better do some laundry before my sister gets home"
"Yeah, sorry about making a mess there...I couldn't help it!"
"Hey man, you can mess up my bed anytime you like!"
"I might take you up on that...how about next weekend?"
"Hopefully we'll get the chance. My parents aren't due back until next Monday"
"Yeah? So what about during the week? Your sister works some days doesn't she?"
"Yeah, for sure. We'll do it afterschool every day this week!"
"Sounds good to me!"
With that, we just cleaned up and raided the kitchen again for an early lunch as we were hungry again. After eating, we hung out together for the rest of the afternoon together although we did put our clothes on as his sister could arrive any time. Eventually, I had to go home and have dinner with my family.
At school the next day, Kevin informed me of his sister's scheduled workdays and we made our plans. Kevin didn't fuck me again until about a month after that first time, but I managed to fuck him five times that week while his parents were out of town!
CONTINUED IN PART10
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