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THE COMIC BOOK KID
R. C. Layton
CHAPTER ONE
Adam rode past the building without noticing for months. It was on his way to and from school and he usually had his mind miles away while riding. Today, however, he was actually looking for the new comic book store that Jesse and Tom had been talking about all day.
The store was in an old building and it took up about thirty percent of the strip mall. It was probably the biggest comic shop that had ever been opened in town. The big windows on either side of the door were covered in posters for various comic titles. The front door had an open sign and a decal of the bat signal from Batman.
Adam leaned his bike against the wall near the door and walked in. The place was even bigger than it looked from the outside. One half was a full-scale comic book store while the other was a used paperback bookshop.
The man behind the counter stood tall as he bagged comic books. There was a box on the counter near him that he reached into and pulled more comics from as he finished the ones in front of him. He didn't seem to notice as Adam entered the store.
Adam walked over to the wall near where the man was working. There were dozens of different titles in a nicely built wood and plastic comic shelf.
"Hello there." The man said as he stopped what he was doing. "I'm sorry, I didn't even hear you come in." He had a big build with dark green eyes and brownish blonde hair.
"Hi." Adam replied. The man seemed nice enough but he felt more comfortable just letting him lead the conversation if there was to be one.
"I haven't seen you in here before."
Adam bit his bottom lip thinking of something to say. "I just found out you were here today. It's weird, I ride by here to and from school most every day but just haven't noticed the place until it was pointed out to me."
"Well then. I'm glad to have a customer telling his friends about the place. I've only been open for about two months but things are really picking up for me." The man smiled, showing a nice full set of teeth.
"I'm Adam."
"Well, hello Adam. You can call me Clay." The man's voice was strong and very friendly. He stood a solid six plus feet high and probably came close to two hundred pounds.
"Cool. I like the store. I haven't been collecting much the last few years because there was no place to buy around here. I'm glad I can try and grab up a few things."
They spent the next two hours talking about comic books and movies based on them. When the two hours were at an end Adam said he had to go and with a few comics in a bag that Clay had given him, he rode toward home.
Adam walked through the garage where he kept his bike and into the kitchen. His mom, Francine Conner, stood at the sink washing dishes and talking on the phone through a headset that his dad had given her for Christmas.
"Hey babe." Francine said as she turned to smile at her son. "Running a little late today, aren't you?" She watched him as she said something into the phone then pulled off the headset, lying on the counter.
"I stopped in at this new comic book store that's near the school. The owner is pretty cool. Even gave me three new comics as a welcome to the store."
"That was certainly nice of him. What is the place like?" Francine had been a comic book fan when she was growing up and still read them whenever Adam found something she would like.
"It's big. One side is the comic shop the other is all used books." He said as he opened the refrigerator door.
"Wow, I'll have to go with you Saturday and check this place out. I could use a few paperbacks to read. "Maybe we can pick you up a few more issues to catch your collection back up. You know what you need?"
"I'll make a list up before the weekend." Adam said.
He finished his glass of orange juice and put the empty glass in the sink. "I've got a lot of homework tonight so I guess I'll get to it before dinner."
"Okay hon." Francine said. She stood at five foot six and had long black hair she tied in a ponytail that rode down her back. She was a very fit woman who used her husband's weights as much as he did.
Adam entered his bedroom and went straight to the stereo and put on a CD of Garth Brooks and then pulled off his clothes and put on shorts before going to his computer to get his homework started. He hated to start so early but he also hated to be up all night if he waited until after dinner.
The phone rang an hour later and his mom buzzed him on the intercom to let him know it was Jesse. Adam put on his headset and said hello to his friend.
"Can I come over a few minutes? I want to talk to you but not on the phone." Jesse said. His voice sounded as though he was upset and struggling to keep something inside himself.
"Yeah, sure. I was just trying to get this math finished. I am so sick of Ms. Pate and her `do it all yourself and I'll tell you if you are right or not' attitude."
"I know what you mean bud. I had her last year and I hear she's a bigger bitch now than she was then."
"I wouldn't call her a bitch, that's a bit harsh. Hard ass maybe." Adam said. He closed down the program he had been working on and pulled the printed out work sheet from the printer, placing it in his notebook.
"Okay. Um... I'm coming over now, `kay?"
"Yeah, come on." Adam said. He disconnected at the same time as Jesse.
He removed the headset and put it back on the hook his dad fixed on the wall for it.
Five minute later there was a knock on his bedroom door.
"Come in." He called. The door opened slowly and Jesse came through with a tray in his hands. There were two cans of Coke and two plates with a healthy size slice of chocolate cake on each.
"Your mom was on her way up with it so I just said I'd bring it myself." He sat the tray on the double bed and walked back to the door and pulled it closed, locking it.
"Mom's was in baking mood yesterday. She gets this way about once every few months. Believe me, she'll have us in the weight room this weekend working it off." Adam said.
Jesse sat in the beanbag chair on the floor flipping through one of the comics he had gotten that afternoon.
"So, what's so urgent buddy?" Adam said. He had turned the desk chair around to face his friend. He rolled it over to the bed to get the cake and soda.
Jesse looked up from the comic and got himself a clear view up Adam's shorts through the right leg hole. He smiled a little trying to keep his mind off of that so he could say what he needed to.
Adam caught the quickie look Jesse had given him. He was glad that he had chosen his baggiest shorts. He had wanted to get Jesse attention for several months.
"Adam I..." He paused, licked his lips and started again. "There's something I need to tell you and I don't want you to hate me or anything but, um."
"You're gay." Adam said with a smile.
"You knew?" Jesse said. His tone was somewhere between relieved and disappointed at not getting to say it himself.
"I've suspected it for a while now." Adam said. "Don't worry about it man. I think I'm kinda that way too."
"You are?" Jesse stammered.
"I said might be. I've never done anything but I feel these things towards you and Tom."
"Tom is so not gay." Jesse said.
"I didn't think so." Adam said. He was a little down about Jesse's assurance about their friend. Of the two boys Tom had the bigger dick and the firmer body. Jesse was built to but he was smaller in frame and in cock size.
Adam thought for a moment about the things that had just shot through his head. He couldn't believe he was thinking about his friends' dick sizes so easily, as if was a common thought.
"You beat off right?" Jesse said.
"Dude, I'm fourteen, what do you think?"
"Yeah, dumb question."
They sat silently for several minutes. They looked at each other without moving.
"Want to now?" Jesse finally said.
"Sure." Adam said. He turned back to his computer and pulled up one of his favorite sites. The photo on the opening page was a new one, a hard cock and another guy's mouth about to take it in.
Jesse had moved up behind him and was looking at the picture. "Shit man, my dad has my computer set up so I can't get anything like this on it." He moved his hand down to the front of his jeans. He began to message his denim and boxer covered cock.
Adam turned around and looked at his friend's bulge as the hand moved across it. He wanted to do to Jesse what the guy in the pic was about to do to that hard cock.
He reached out and moved Jesse's hand out of the way as he began to unzip his friend's jeans.
"What are you doing man?" Jesse said. He sounded slightly nervous and anxious at the same time.
"Hush." Adam said softly as he unsnapped the button and slid the pants down his buddy's legs. He could now look right at the hard dick slipping from the opening in Jesse's boxers. He moved both hands to Jesse's hips and slid the boxers down, catching the hard cock in the slit before pushing the boner back inside the hole and slid the boxers down to the jeans.
Jesse's cock was a solid six inches, cut with a big purple head. He had very little hair above his firm dick.
"Adam..." Jesse tried to speak. "You don't have to..."
"I want to. I've wanted to do this for months." Adam said. He slowly licked the head of the cock, tasting some pre-cum on at the piss slit. At first he cringed, not liking the taste at all. After a second he licked again and was not as repulsed as he was at first.
"Oh, man!" Jesse said, moaning. Encouraged by Jesse's reaction, Adam took more of the cock in his mouth. He wrapped his tongue around it and slipped his head down; taking more of
Jesse's hard penis in.
Jesse began to rock forward and back again, fucking Adam's face with his dick. He pushed in a little harder than he had intended and felt Adam's throat opening as his friend started to gag. He pulled back quickly.
Adam took a deep breath through his nose and pushed on, taking the cock all the way in to the root. The cock was now slipping a little easier into his throat. He felt his throat constrict against the cock and pull at it, trying to swallow more.
"Man, fuck, I can't believe how good this feels." Jesse said. He placed his hands on Adam's head and moved his hips backward and forward faster. He was now effortlessly sliding in and out of Adam's mouth and throat as if the boy had been sucking cock for years.
Adam held Jesse's balls in his hands, playing with them like marbles. He could feel them tightening up and knew from what he had read about oral sex, that Jesse was about to shoot his load.
Jesse flinched as he felt the hot cum bubbling up in his nuts and into his hard cock. He didn't know if he should pull out of Adam's mouth before he came or if he should let his buddy get the prize he had been working for.
"You want it baby? You want my stuff in your mouth?" Jesse couldn't believe he said that. It sounded like something out of a cheap porn movie.
In reply Adam took Jesse's cock all the way in and held firm as he felt the load spurting from the dick. The come flooded down his throat as he pulled back to get the taste of his friend's juice in his mouth. It was salty and kind of sweet. Adam swallowed every drop as the other boy's cock shot it's fourth and final wad into his mouth.
"Damn, man. You did that like a pro."
"Thanks. I read an article online about giving head and just did what they said."
"I've only been sucked off a couple of times by my cousin but this was incredible."
Adam blushed as he stood up to work a cramp out of his leg. He was face to face with Jesse as he moved his leg around and was a little surprised when he felt Jesse's lips against his. Adam could taste peppermint gum on his friend's lips and tongue as they began a tongue battle in each other's mouths.
Jesse moved his hands down Adam's back as they kissed. He slipped his fingers inside the rim of the shorts Adam was still wearing. He could feel his friend's hard on pushing against his own now limp cock. He worked the shorts down over the bubble butt he had been watching in gym class and in the showers. The butt he wanted to get inside of someday.
It wouldn't be today, he knew that, but soon. When he knew Adam was ready to move on to another level in their newly budding relationship.
Adam enjoyed the feeling of the kiss but not as much as that of his buddy playing with his ass cheeks. He knew what was on Jesse's mind but he wasn't ready for that, not yet; maybe never.
They separated and Jesse moved to the bed, pulling Adam by the cock. He pushed the younger boy down on the bed and then moved the tray to the floor. His soda and cake still sat untouched.
Jesse licked at Adam's nuts tasting the smooth sweat taste of boy. There was no hair on these nuts; Jesse liked that. He liked the total smoothness of Adam's body. He wondered if Adam would let him shave off what little pubic hair he had over and around his dick.
The intercom buzzed and they heard Francine's voice. "Dinner is ready boys. I've already called your mom Jesse and she said it was fine for you to stay. In fact she asked if you could spend the night so she and your dad could go out."
"Cool." Both boys said at once then laughed.
"Come on down before your food gets cold." Her voice went away and the beep that signaled the end of the transmission sounded softly.
"Well, I guess we'll have to pick this up a little later." Jesse stood up and pulled his boxers and jeans back up over his narrow hips.
Adam got off the bed and went over to where his shorts had been tossed on the chair. He slid them on and went to his dresser and pulled out an old shirt with Spider-Man and The Incredible Hulk on it.
"Let's eat, then come back up here for dessert." Jesse said. He winked then turned to unlock and open the door.
Adam followed him out and pulled the door closed. He continued to follow his friend down the stairs and into the kitchen in silence, wondering if he should have done what he had. It felt really good but now he was feeling a little guilty, and not looking forward to having to sit at the table with his mom and eat dinner.