This story is a work of FICTION. It in no way gives any information as to the sexuality, hobbies, lives, etc of the characters. It is also copyrighted, so if you want to use part of it, tell me. If you're under 18, you're very precocious. Oh yeah. I've forgotten to mention it before now, but generally, my stories will involve sexual relations that take place without a condom. I do not recommend this. This is a story, and STDs do not occur unless the author so wills it. Real life sucks sometimes, doesn't it? Enjoy!
That night, I had another strange dream. When I looked to the North, I felt a pull, and when I looked to the south, I felt another, equal pull. They began pulling at me until I felt like I was going to be ripped in half. Then a third pull from the West joined in. The only direction I felt safe was East, and I strained there with all my strength. The pull north solidified into a figure, as did those of south and west, and the three glowing figures-who had no faces, individual features, or any other details-began to physically grab me to pull me into them. Again, to the east there was darkness. I fought and pulled and hurt, but I finally broke free and my momentum launched me into the dark. There, I landed in a warm embrace with a figure whose love sent a chill into me. And before I knew it, the darkness surrounded me, filling me.
The next morning, I woke up bright and early with a very uncomfortable and unusual feeling. Looking down, I saw that I'd actually had a wet dream. I raised my right eyebrow a little and thought-Whoa, I haven't had one of these since I was like twelve!-before I actually got up to clean off. I had to do it quickly, before Nick or Aaron woke up and saw it. I'd never hear the end of it. Just the thought made me shudder involuntarily.
I walked into our shared bathroom and took a quick shower in order to be done before the others woke. I knew Justin would be getting in today, and I wasn't sure what we were going to do, but I had a feeling it would be fun, and I was looking forward to it.
As I stepped out of the shower, I heard some moaning coming from the direction of Aaron's room. Confused, I wrapped a towel around my waist and slowly opened the door to his bedroom. Aaron was in his bed, but the sheets were thrown off. He was tossing and turning, seeming in the throes of a nightmare. I sat down on the bed next to him so that I could try to comfort him. I slowly stroked his back, and when he realized there was someone there, he turned into me, and his arms grabbed hold of me as he pulled himself into my lap, still asleep, sobbing. As he turned, my eyes involuntarily dropped to his brief-clad crotch, and the hardon, though not very big, was unmistakable. Rolling my eyes a little, I half-smiled. Why was this not a surprise? Oh well. He was still scared, and it was obvious he hadn't slept all that well for the whole night, so I reclined back, getting into a more comfortable position, figuring I might be there for a while. Doing so, I also snatched the discarded sheets off the bed and covered us both with them. With his head resting against my lower belly, Aaron seemed more content with his new pillow and began to calm down. I kept stroking his upper back with some slow back-and-forth movements, and waited. While I sat there, plans of what I might do with Justin flowed through my head.
Before long, the even sound of his breathing lulled me back to sleep.
Aaron woke, finding me asleep in his bed, holding him tight against me. Something in him stirred, and he began to kiss my left earlobe, drawing moans from the still-sleeping me. Emboldened by the fact that I seemed to like what was going on, he moved down to my nipple and began sucking on it. I moaned again, more forcefully, but still did not wake. Aaron looked at his closed door. Finally, he could do what he'd been wanting to do for such a long time! Gently, he lifted the covers off me to look at my boxer-clad body, looking to see me through the thin cotton. In the poor light, he couldn't make it out, but he shrugged. -Oh well-he thought-I've seen it before-a smile came to his lips- and I'll see it again-. He slowly lifted the waistband of my boxers and began to move the front of them down, exposing my cock and balls. He was looking very forward to this, and the scent of my genitalia nearly drove him over the edge. He lowered his mouth to the head and in one quick slurp took the whole thing in. He moaned softly as he felt my shaft hardening in his mouth, and once it was hard, he began to move up and down, trying to take the entire seven inches in, but failing to get more than half. His tongue told him that I'd begun to leak precum, and his smile broadened, even as he continued to go down on me. Then, to his surprise and disappointment, my hand pulled his head off my dick. He looked up, his eyes pleading, and I smiled down at him and said, "I don't want to cum right now. Just have some patience."
He was amazed, but gave me no resistance as I pulled down his boxers and began to suck on his small but amazingly hard cock. He moaned and threw his head back as he tried to force all of him into my mouth, which I took without much difficulty. To his surprise, he felt something poking at his rear, and he turned his head to see my finger buried to the second knuckle deep within his chute. He opened easily to my penetration, and moaned as the tip touched his prostate gland. He began to fuck my face harder, and as I inserted a second finger into his hole, a deep, warm feeling began to build in the base of his balls. He knew he was close to his peak, and bucked harder on my fingers and slammed his dick into my mouth as though trying to shove his balls down my throat. But his peak kept going past the point he had ever reached, growing more and more intense until the pleasure was so much it was almost painful. With a shudder that racked through his whole body, Aaron came deep into my throat, his first-ever boyjuice dribbling out the end of his cock. Feeling as though he had combined three or four orgasms into one, he settled back, only to find that my fingers were still lodged in his butt.
"Suck on me to lube me up, Aaron. I'm gonna do what you've always wanted to you," I told him quietly. His eyes lighting up, Aaron quickly went down on my rock-hard rod, making sure to get his saliva all over the shaft, but working especially on the dark, reddish-purple head. Meanwhile, I was kneading my fingers around, loosening him, massaging him, readying him for the loss of his cherry. His moaning began again, and looking down, I saw he had sported another boner. After a few more moments of sucking, I took my left hand (my right being occupied) and gently pulled his head away from my penis. "Are you ready?"
"Oh yeah. Please fuck me, Ryan," he responded with utmost excitement.
I did as he asked, slowly entering the tightness of his hole. He hissed as the initial pain hit him, but after only a few seconds, he adjusted, and maneuvered until I was all the way in. As my cockhead brushed against his prostate, he moaned as the most intense pleasure he'd ever felt rushed through his young body. Aaron went wild, bouncing up and down on my dick, seeming like he just wouldn't stop. His eyes were closed and his hands were pinching his small brown nipples.
I started taking control then. Stopping Aaron's bouncing with one hand, I held myself against him and shifted until he lay on his back with his legs up around my shoulders. Then I began pumping him with my hands roaming all over his smooth chest. Slowly and forcefully, I hit his prostate on every in stroke. The shuddering of his body sent shivers into my cock. After a few minutes, I felt my own release coming, so I began to speed up the thrusts, entering him harder and harder, increasing the length and intensity of his moaning. Without touching himself, Aaron felt the deep welling in his balls, rushing in more quickly than it ever had before. When the orgasm took full effect, his cum flew from his phallus and into the hollow of his neck. The other aspect of the orgasm was that the muscles around his anus began to contract quickly and in a shuddering pattern, causing such amazing tightness around my penis that before I could prepare, I'd fired my load deep into his bowels. Aaron, exhausted, lowered his legs and pulled me down to kiss me before falling asleep again...
He woke up so see me looking down at him with a hint of embarrassment. His head was now resting in my crotch, and he had wrapped his legs around one of mine while sleeping. I had woken up only a few minutes before due to the humping I felt him doing against my leg. He looked down to see that he was still clad in his briefs and I had on a tightly wrapped towel. Then, he realized what he had been doing, and he flushed a red so deep that he almost looked purple from forehead to feet. He quickly unwrapped his legs and moved his head. I laughed lightly and gave him a quick peck on the cheek saying, "Morning sunshine. I guess I don't need to ask if you slept well, huh?"
His blush went even darker, if possible, and he glanced at me to see my reaction. He was relieved to see that I did not hold it against him, and was actually willing to laugh it off, yet he was disappointed that I did not seem to have a more physical reaction to him. -What did I really expect, anyway?-he thought harshly.
Meanwhile, during the whole episode, I was telling myself "Don't get hard, don't get hard, you can't let him see you, don't get hard," until he'd woken. Afterwards, I gently got out of the bed, shoved him playfully, and went into my room to get dressed. -Phshew, that was a close one!-I thought, my hand involuntarily reaching towards my now-hard member.
That's it for part 10. Sorry it's been so long in the making. Interesting year is all, I guess.