Sleep Over

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Hello.

I wrote this story for my friends and a few of them suggested I post it here because they liked it so much and felt I should share it. It's a semi-fictional story in that it is based on a part of my life (I was Timothy's best freind.. tho that wasn't his real name) and many of the occourances in the story did happen. Up to the romantic and sexual parts that is.. this is what I'd wished had happened between us. The reality was that we just drifted apart.. havn't seen or heard from him in years. Ah well... lost chances.

• Sleep Over -

Part I: Friday Night

a semi-fictional story

by Andrew Murphy-Mee

Walking along the path I kicked up a cloud of the red and gold leaves that had fallen. They scatterd with a soft dry rustle and settled back into silence behind me. The sunset was warm on my face, but the chill air frosted my breath. Winter would be here soon and the thought of it made me shivver.

Timothy's driveway was strangely vacant, his folks must have gone out somewhere. I shrugged figuring that they would be back soon and opened the glass and screen door to tap out a quick announcement of my arrival with the brass knocker. I waited, and began worrying that no one was home. Dropping my red and blue adidas bag I walked over to the wooden fence and leaned over to look into their back yard. They'd covered the pool already and the grass was desperatly in need of raking, but no one was back there. Hearing the door open behind me I turned, and there he was, a big grin on his face at seeing me, "Hi! Come on in." I smiled back, scooped up my bag and walked in thru the door he was holding open, "Hiya Tim." I noticed right away that the house was quiet, his parents and brother didn't seem to be in, "Your folks go out?"

"Yeah", he walked past me into the kitchen, "They went to see a relative down in Kansas. But I didn't feel like going. Told them I was sick."

"Oh? You're okay aren't you?", I untied my shoes while we talked. "Mmm... yeah I'm fine. I just didn't feel like going." He took my jacket and hung it in the closet and then led the way into the kitchen. I left my bag behind on the short flight of stairs up to the bedrooms. "So", he said, "Feel like having pizza?"

"Umm.. you mean ordering one in?" I sat down at the table and watched as he opened the fridge to get us some cokes. "Nah. We've got some fozen crusts. Do you remember that one we made in the Cooking Club? Yeesh!" Laughing I popped the tab on my coke, "Yeah. It was a mutant pizza from hell.. but it tasted good an' that's all that counts." He rummaged around in the freezer and suddenly he tossed a frozen pizza crust at me like a frisbie. I must have looked very surprised as I nearly dropped my coke and clumsily caught the icey dough. "Wanna help?" "Sure", I sqeaked as I recovered.

We spent an hour or so working side by side making dinner. He was wearing only his blue track pants with yellow stripes and an old grey t-shirt. I kept stealing sidelong glances at him. His black, wavey hair and cherubic face made me feel jittery inside. I'd known since early puberty that I wasn't very interested in girls and I guess that since Timothy was my only close male friend it was natural that I'd developed feelings for him. He bumped against me while reaching up to a high shelf and I nearly yelped because it was so intense and my emotions about him were so confused. As I shifted away to give him room I silently hoped that he didn't notice the slight bulge under my zipper.

We got through making dinner without further incident and made small talk as we ate. Nothing too earth shattering.. just the usual stuff that teenagers are interested in. Music, movies, tv, school, cars, etc. Afterwards we went into the basement and played ping pong for a bit. I had a lot of fun even tho I spent most of the time chasing the ball around the small, dark room. Tiring of that we collapsed, hot n sweaty, onto a musty couch and turned on the old b&w TV they had down there. There was a cheesy Godzilla move on and we watched that for a while, it was pretty hilarious, but I didn't follow it too closely. I was stealing glances at him, and wishing that things were differant.. that we were sitting closer together and.. well... my jeans were getting a lil' tight again. Then, as we were laughing our heads off as the rubbery Godzilla pounded Tokyo flat, he reached out and hugged me! Put one arm around my shoulders and pulled me up against him in a freindly hug.

We'd never touched like that before, neither of us was that physically affectionate. But it felt so good having him against me that I had to hug back. I slipped my arm behind him, around his waist and pressed him against me. The feel of his firm, muscular side under my hand made me melt inside.. wishing it would last forever. And then I realized that it was.. for a comeradly hug we should have broken it up a while ago. He'd stopped laughing and was looking at me, making me blush. "What?" I asked and let go, shuffling across the couch away from him. His arm was still around my shoulder and I didn't get far. He just looked at me a moment, then pulling his arm away he leaned away from me. Elbow on the arm of the couch and his chin resting on his palm, he stared a the screen and mumbled, "Nothin."

I suddenly realized that perhapse he felt the same way I did! Maybe both of us were just too scared to say what was really on our minds. I gathered my courage and sat up, if one of us didn't say something about this we'd never know. "I..", I choked up and swallowed loudly. He was looking at me, with a puzzled expression. Our eyes met and I think he must have realized what was going on. He blinked in surprise and sat up. Shaking I reached out a hand towards him.. but didn't touch. I.. I couldn't decided where to touch him. I'd never wanted to touch anyone like this before and with him, with how much I felt for him, I didn't know what to do. I pulled back again.. thought crazily of grabbing my adidas bag and running home. But his hand swept up from the couch and took mine, warm fingers pressing against my palm. I felt a rush of heat pass thru me and we were looking into each other's eyes. What I saw there, in his half lidded hazel eyes, gave me a rush of emotion.

Smiling he stood up and pulled me up to my feet, "Come on, there's something I want to show you." Hitting the TV's off button he ran ahead of me, up the stairs and to his bedroom. To his bedroom!! Things were going a bit fast for me and I hesitated at the door to his room, "Come on. This is important." He waved me into the room, walked over to his dresser and opening a drawer. I hesistantly entered and stood there, waiting while he lifted up a stack of t-shirts and pulled out an envelope. He looked at it a moment, looked at me and then held it out, "Here.. I was going to give you this. But I chickened out." Puzzled I took the envelope and lifted up the unsealed flap. Inside was a card, so I tugged it out. There was a picture of an overly cute bunny on the front, hugging a bright red heart symbol. I looked up at Timothy again, "Open it." There was a tremor in his voice and he had his arms crossed tightly over his chest. Slipping my thumb under the edge of the card I flipped it open. Inside there was the motto, "Be my Valentine", in a bold typeface and under that was Timothy's scrawl- ish writing. "I love you Andrew", was all it said.. that was all it needed to say.

I just stared at it.. at those words. I couldn't belive what was happening, I felt disconnected from reality.. like I was just watching a movie rather than living it. Timothy shuffled his feet in the silence and I looked up at him. He unfolded his arms and reached out to me and I don't know why but I stumbled a step away from him. Why did I do that? His face sagged and we stood there a moment, emotions overwhelming us as we both tried to figure out what to do next. Timothy decided to get angry, what he usually does when something goes wrong like this. He snatched the card from my numb fingers, crushed it and tossed it into a corner as he stomped over to his bed. He threw himself down on it and sat with his back against the wall, glaring at the floor between his bed and the one I used when I slept over. We'd had each other over to our parent's places a few times for sleep overs. I came to his more often because they had a spare bed in Timothy's room and we didn't have one at my place.

I realized that I'd stopped breathing and gasped loudly in the silence, taking a deep and ragged breath. That broke my para- lysis and I hesitantly walked over and sat on the edge of my bed, opposite Timothy. "I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything", his voice was quiet and thick with emotion.

Gulping to try and clear my own clogged throat I tried, desper- ately to just say what was on my mind. But sorting it out first was the hard part, I was so confused and scared I didn't know what I wanted to say. I felt my eyes getting watery and I wiped at them. "T.. T.. Tim", I stuttered, "I th.. I think I love you too." Sniffing loudly I looked up and saw the wariness that tightened the muscles around his eyes. He shifted forward on the bed till he was sitting on it's edge and leaned towards me. "I don't get it. Why did you back off?"

Good question.. why had I backed off? Staring down at where I was twisting my hands in my lap I couldn't think of anything to say, "I.. don't know." "Scared. You're scared aren't you?" As usual he read my mood perfectly. I nodded, not trusting my voice. "Shit, Andrew. I'm still me, you're still you. Nothing has changed about who we are. We're just being honest about how we feel. Right?" When I didn't answer he said, a little more forcefully, "Right?"

"Yeah. I guess. But this is going to make us into.. into lovers. Isn't it? I..", I couldn't say anymore as my throat swelled and choked me off. My body trembled as I felt rushes of heat and cold pass through me. Timothy got up and joined me on my bed, sitting next to me he wrapped his warm arms around me and just held me. I tensed up and went rigid for a moment but then I let out the breath I was holding and relaxed. It felt good! Being there in his arms.. made me feel that everything was going to be alright. He must have felt me calming down because he backed off a little, keeping his arms around me still. "There.. that wasn't so bad was it?"

"No." I sighed, "I've been freaking haven't I?" He nodded, "Yeah. But that's understandable. It's the first time you've gotten this close to anyone, isn't it?" It was my turn to nod, "Have you been in love before? With any of the girls you dated?" "I dunno", he shrugged, "I might have, but I went out with them mostly just to fuck 'em."

For a moment I was shocked by the bluntness of that statement.. that's what we were heading towards wasn't it? Especially with us being all alone like this.. for the whole weekend. Timothy was smiling again and I felt a warmth surging in me that made me grin back. He leaned forwards and we kissed for the first time, as our lips pressed together I closed my eyes to savour the sensation. I'd never kissed anyone passionately before.. and it was certainly a differant experience than giving my mum a peck before going to bed. I felt Timothy's hand move up my back to caress the back of my neck.. sending a shivver through me at the tickling sensation. I'd reached out to take him into my arms as well and felt his chest expanding as his breathing quickened. We parted.. and gazed into one another's eyes for a long moment. I lay back on the bed.. crosswise on it with my lower legs hanging off it's edge, and he moved so that he was over top of me, supporting his weight on his forearms and leaning his chest onto mine.

"Mmmmm...", he purred, "You have no idea how often I've dreamed of doing this." I reached up a finger and playfully tapped the tip of his slighly upturned nose, "Yes I do. I've had the same dreams." With a mischevious look that melted my heart, he leaned closer and whispered, "There's only one way to tell if we're dreaming or not, y'know." And he pinched one of my nipples.. hard! I gasped at the mix of pain and pleasure and his mouth was pressed to mine again. This time his tongue slipped past my open lips and it's slippery, warmth explored my mouth. Tentat- ivly I responded, running my tongue over his, tasting him. My hands pressed against his back, massaging his body through the thin fabric of his t-shirt. I felt the hand he'd pinched my nipple with slip down my side to rest on my waist. My tongue found it's way past Timothy's lips and I caressed the sweet inside of his mouth. Suddenly he sucked on my tongue, nearly pulling it from my mouth with the force of it. When he stopped I retreated before the onslaught of his tongue and then treated him to the same experience. After an age of trying to devour one another's lips we parted and spent a long moment silently gazing into each other's eyes.

Timothy let go of my side and lifted my glasses off, sitting up he folded them and put them out of harms way, up atop his dresser. I can see almost as well without my glasses so I was not upset to see them go. When he lay back down beside me I took the opportunity to press my cheek against his as we renewed our hug. His body was hot against me, both of our breathing had become fast and ragged. I knew my jeans were kind of painful with how tightly the confined my erection. As Timothy moved his legs against mine I reached down and pressed between them.. feeling his hard shaft throught the loose, soft fabric of his track pants.

He broke away from kissing me again, "Uh! Oooo.. you really are eager for this aren't you?" I giggled as he moving so that he stood over me on his knees, one leg on either side of my chest, he pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor. His smooth, slightly tanned chest was irristiable.. I reached up and ran my hands up his belly and up sides to caress his brown nipples. He moaned slightly and bent over me to press his delicious lips to mine again. Wrapping my arms about him I caressed my tongue over his as we drank from one another's mouths again. My pulse raced as I ran my fingers thru his silky, black hair and traced patterns on his bare skin. I felt his hands reaching up inside my t-shirt.. rucking it up as he ran his fingers over my tingling flesh. I hooked my fingers into the back of his pants and pushing down on the elastic band I got them over his hips and exposed the tops of his butt cheeks. I gripped them tightly as he sat up, his cock showing clearly thru the fabric as it was all that held his pants up. "Hey! No fair!" He pouted prettily, "I'm nearly naked and you're still dressed!"

He bounced out of my grasp and stood up on the floor next to the bed, yanking his track pants up at the back. I sat up and pulled my t-shirt over my head.. I could feel his hands helping and he took it from me and tossed it into the air with a whoop! Grabbing my ankles up he worked my socks down and off my feet while I undid my belt buckle and unbuttoned my jeans, he finished with my socks in time to reach up and yank my zip down. I lay back again as he pulled on the legs of my jeans and with a jangle of loose coins dropping from my pockets he exposed me down to my underwear. As he kicked the bundles of fabric to one side I sat up again and wrapped my arms around his waist and rested the side of my head against his youth-fully taught belly. His scent was warm and musky, making me even hornier. He caressed my long hair and I heard him moan slightly.. his hard cock mere centemeters below my chin.

Sitting back I pulled his track pants down over his hips and, hooking my thumbs into the elastic band of his fruit-o-the-looms, I pushed them down at the same time. His cock was level with my face as it slipped out of it's fabric prison. Gods it was beau- tiful! Jutting up at a sharp angle to his belly it's curvacious head flared out at the end of a long, pulsing shaft. I touched my finger tips to the top of his head and caressed down the smooth length to where it joined to his groin in a spray of wiery black hair. I cupped his warm balls in my hand an he moaned slightly, causing me to look up at his face. His eye's were closed and his mouth was open as he panted.. my heart throbbed painfully as I was stuck again by his beauty. His hands caressed thru my hair and gripped my shoulders as I returned my gaze to his maleness. This is what I'd wanted for so long. With a happy sigh I leaned forwards pressed my face into his warm crotch. His cock was warm against my cheek as I nuzzled his sweaty fur. We both clutched at each other.. me at his ass cheeks, him to my neck and hair.

Tentativly opening my mouth I touched my tongue tip to the base of his cock. I could feel the excited pounding of his blood through it as I slowly ran my tongue tip up it's underside. He tasted of slightly salty sweat and his scent rushed in and out of my nose with each panting breath that I took. I stopped just short of his cock head and pulled back a moment.. taken with his beauty again. I freed one hand from his ass and wrapped it tightly around the shaft of his cock.. the pressure causing a few droplets of clear fluid to drip from the slit in it's head. Timothy groaned deeply and shifted his stance so that stood, legs spread wide, over my knees where I sat on the bed. He thrust forwards against my hand and pressed on the back of my head, "Suck me Andrew. Please suck me." His voice was soft and rich with a passion.. a need for me that went deeper than anything we had ever felt for one another up till this moment. I felt a wave of love for him wash through me as I eagerly leaned forwards and pressed the whole length of my tongue against the head of his cock. He sighed and I moved a bit closer to wrap my lips around the head of his cock, my tongue dancing over it.. slicking it up with my spit. Moving my hand a little further down I gulped half his rock hard cock into my mouth and began a rhythmic sucking on it. Little slurping noises and Timothy's moans and gasps were the only sounds in the room as I gave my first blowjob. The feel of his flesh in my mouth was indescribably pleasurable. My own cock lay shrinking and forgotten in my underwear as I concentrated on the touch of his smooth skin on mine, on the slightly salty taste of the droplets of pre-cum that coated my tongue and on the scent and warmth of his body pressing against me.

Timothy began to thrust a little into my mouth and I could feel the pulse in his swelling cock racing to a crescendo. I'd tasted myself many times so I had no qualms about having his seed in my mouth.. indeed I craved it! I pulled back off his shaft and concentrated on the head of his cock, my tongue teasing his slit as he arched his back, gasping, "Ah... Ah.... Ah!" A jet of hot, sticky cum shot from the head of his cock and onto my tongue. His hands clenched in my hair as I slurped back down his cock, swallowing almost all of it and running the length of my tongue over it's underside as he shot another jet into my warm mouth. Sucking back towards his head as he came again I found myself with a rapidly filling mouth and no time to do anything about it... but swallow. His sticky, salty cum slid down my throat as he shot another and then another volley that I also gulped down. His jets of cum slowed as he eased down from the pleaurable apex that I'd taken him to.

I sucked hard on the head of his cock and he gifted me with the last of his load. His hands relaxed in my thick mop of hair and caressed me as I swallowed. Pulling off his wet, gleaming shaft I sat back and looked up at him with a silly grin on my lips. Sighing happily he shook his hair out of his eyes and joined me on the bed, pulling me down to lie next to him. "You're fantastic", he purred and kissed me, our tongues exploring one another's mouths again. With the spunky taste he'd left in my mouth his tongue tasted even sweeter than before. As we broke apart from the kiss he ran a hand down the center of my chest and pressed it against the crotch in my underwear. He raised an eyebrow at my limpness, "Oh? Lost interest already?" I blushed, "No! No! I ah.. I don't know what's wrong." I was flustered that I'd lost my erection.. it seemed to indicate that I wasn't excited by him. Which was not true! He gave me a quick peck on the lips, "S'okay Andrew.. same thing happens to me sometimes, I can get you hard again."

With a grin he sat up and whipped my underwear off. I scooted a bit further up the bed and lay on my back, knees up and spread while he knelt between them. He grabbed one of my feet and raised it into the air. "This little piggy went to market", he paused to lick and suck my pinky toe. Pulling off after a moment he move on to it's neighbor, "This little piggy stayed at home." The sensation and sight of him slurping on my toes was incredible! Ticklish, warm and intensly erotic! My cock quickly got hard again as he moved on to the next toe, "This little piggy had roast beef." Slurp, suck, slurp, "This little piggy had none." He had a silly grin on his face to match my own as he reached my big toe, "And this little piggie..", he wrapped his lips around it for a quick suck, "Went, 'Wee wee weeee!' All the way home." His hands crept down around my now very promising erection as he spoke and when he finished the last line he licked at my cock head.

"Ready?" He asked.. as if he couldn't tell. All I could do was nod before he wrapped his hot, wet mouth around my sensitive flesh. His tongue played over me, stimulating me in ways I'd never felt before. When he sucked I felt like the head of my cock was going to explode! I pressed my legs against Timothy's sides and grabbed handfulls of the bedsheets as his tongue and lips worked at me. My breathing became ragged and I panted as I felt a delicious tension building up in my loins. One of Timothy's hands cupped and massaged my balls and as he gulped almost all of my cock down I gasped as a sudden spasm of pleasure rushed through me. I didn't orgasm yet.. but I teetered on the edge and bit my lip as his lips slid quickly up and down length of my cock and his tongue rubbed hard against the sensitive area around my slit. I convulsed as a wave of pleasure washed through me and I felt a hot pulse of cum rush from me and into Timothy. With a loud moan I arched my back and neck, closed my eyes and lost myself in my orgasm. As I came I pumped my cock in and out of Timothy's mouth and he rode my bucking hips, hungrily sucking and swallowing. All good things end eventually.. and after what felt like only a moment the waves of pleasure that washed thru me ebbed and ran to an end. A last few spasms and I was finished. Timothy suckled on me a few moments longer.. giving me a jolt or two of pleasure as his tongue played over my sensitized cock head. He let my softening cock slip from his mouth and it dropped down against my belly as he moved up to lay atop me, face to face. We kissed and I tasted myself on his lips, on his tongue. A ting- ling glow filled me as I held his warm, naked body against mine.

"Mmmm.. thank you Tim." He smiled, and rolled off to lie next to me, "The pleasure wasn't all yours. I loved sucking you off." His hand strayed down to caress my balls and cock, "I want to do it all over again." I ran my fingers through his hair and gazed into his eye, "I loved sucking you off too. We're part of one another now, y'know. Forever." He blinked, surprised, "I hadn't thought of it that way. But you're right.. although we were part of one another's lives before this."

"Uh huh." I rolled over and pressed my back against him.. pressing my ass against his groin especially. "And now we're even more a part of one another's lives." I yawned, "But right now I think I need to sleep a bit. You?" Wrapping his arms about me he kissed my shoulder, "Yeah.. it's kinda late and sex always poops me out too." He sat up a moment to pull the sheets up over us and we lay there together in warm, sweet bliss. This was the first time I'd shared a bed with a lover.. heck! It was the first time I'd had a lover at all! Having him there, feel- ing his breath against my cheek, his skin against mine, made me feel safer and more loved than I had ever been before.

And in that warm, happy state I slipped into a deep, dreamless sleep.

--- End of Part One ---

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