London Calling
Chapter 04
Readers Warning; The following story contains elements of sexual content and contact between young boys around the age of twelve. If the subject matter offends you, or is not to your taste, or if you are closed mined to such things, or if you are a minor under the age of eighteen; then you should probably not read any further. Thanks, and enjoy.
Story Written and Posted by
About A Boy
"Young boys should never be sent to bed. Because they always wake up a day older."
( Quote from Finding Neverland )
Authors note: In writing, it is often times difficult to convey an accent, or certain colloquialisms. Accordingly, I have taken certain liberties with spelling and grammar, to convey a bit of British flavour to the story. Please allow me this, and go with the flow. Thanks for reading, and please enjoy…
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**With Shay's father having relapsed into drinking again, Shay opted to go to his friend Asher's house once again to spend the night. Feeling quite upset, he needed comfort and friendship. This opened the door to their mutual need. *You may wish to reread chapter three as a refresher before reading this chapter. Sorry for the delay with the new chapter.
**Excerpt Chapter Three
Shay smiled an embarrassed little smile, as he blushed slightly. Bringing his hands up to his own neck, he hooked his fingertips into the collar of his tee shirt and pulled it up and over his head, removing it. He stood still then, looking into his friend's eyes.
Ash responded in kind, removing his own tee shirt; and the boys stood, both their hearts beating a little more urgently now. After a long moment Ash reached across, and with trembling fingers he undid the button of Shays trousers. Swallowing tightly, he zipped down the fly, and allowed Shay's pants to slide off of his hips and fall to the floor, pooling at his ankles.
Another nervous smile, and Shay timidly returned the favor, undoing the fastenings of Ash's board shorts and letting them fall away. Both boys stood nearly naked then, in their thin cotton briefs, nearly lost in the enormity of the moment.
"Are you really sure about this?" Asher questioned, proffering an out. Shay looked at him, swallowing once again. And then he pinched the waistband of his own underwear, and pulled them down from his hips.
Ash instinctively glanced down at his naked friend's nearly soft protuberance. And without another thought, he hooked his thumbs under the elastic of his own briefs and peeled them down to the floor.
Asher stepped forward from his little pile of discarded clothes, closing the space between him and Shay. "Are you sure?" He asked one last time. Shay answered by stepping forward, and the boys could feel the warmth of each other's skin with barely inches between them.
Heaviness seemed to fill the air, breathing was strained, and in the next moment the two boys came together. Naked warm flesh, converging against warm flesh. Their lips engaged once again, chest to chest, boyhood to boyhood as they wrapped one another in a sexually charged, meaningful embrace.**
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Locked in one another’s gangly embrace, the boys stumbled backwards into the room, falling back on Ash’s bed. They barely broke stride as they rolled onto the mattress still very much clinging to one another. Shay’s head was swimming with new, overwhelming arousal. To this point in his life he’d only known the joyful exhilaration of masturbation and the elation of orgasmic release.
But right from the start, this was different. It wasn’t just the vibrant imagination and fantasy of a young boy. This was real physical contact. Stimulating physical contact with another warm blooded human being. And that human being was another boy.
For the most part, Shay’s fantasies had been relatively non-descript to this point in his life. Idle flashes of sexual contact, perhaps with a girl, perhaps not… Faint glimpses of dreamed up imagry that usually shifted and became more about the feel of his own hand in contact, than about any one specific person. But now…
This indeed was very different. Now the human contact was very real, and the imagery was replaced with reality. Someone with whom he was quite familiar. Someone he was very comfortable with. His best mate, Asher.
The boys lay on their sides a foot apart and facing each other. They looked at one another and smiled timidly, awkwardly almost. Asher’s hand rested softly on the other boy’s shoulder, his thumb idly stroking the soft warm skin there. He smiled briefly again and leaned forward timidly, gently kissing Shay ever so softly on the lips, before drawing back to look in his eyes and smile once again.
Shay returned that timid smile, gently running his palm up Ash’s arm, then back down to his elbow again. This time it was Shay who bridged the slight gap between them to offer the timid return kiss to Ash’s warm lips. It was brief, yet it lingered there ever so erotically for a moment. As if testing for permission, or perhaps asking for it.
They both smiled again, their eyes looking searchingly at one another. Was this even the right thing for both of them to do? Ash had already declared himself to be gay, but Shay had never actually even put the question to himself. But now, the thought of being intimate with another boy somehow didn't seem to bother him in the least.
He’d always had feelings for his friend, but until now he’d never really equated them to a sexual attraction before. But the contact between them now was warm, it was alive, and comforting, and it felt right to him. His palm slid down from Ash’s arm and onto his side, where he stroked the other boy’s lean, firm shape. A surge of excitement coursed through him. Fuck, it felt so…Good…
Asher continued to smile back at him. His friend’s gentle caresses proved to be very stimulating, and he quickly became unashamedly aroused. His youthful penis swelled to its four and a half inch rigid length. Shay glanced down at it and shivered suddenly with excitement, as his own youthful shaft filled out in rapid response. He looked back up at Ash, whose eyes seemed to sparkle invitingly, and the boys kissed once again, a bit more passionately this time. Ash’s lips parted slightly and seemed to form wetly over Shays.
All this was feeling so nice that Shay’s head was swimming, as if in a daze. He parted his own lips, engaging Ash, and they slid themselves closer together. Asher’s hand drifted downward now, his palm gliding over the rounded curve of his friend’s hip, while his fingers traced every finite detail. The smooth skin there was supple and invitingly warm, causing Ash to smile again; his very fantasies seemed to be coming to life.
“Oh geeze Ash…” Shay half sighed, drawing his head back slightly. “This feels so…amazing.” A delighted smile touched the corners of Asher’s lips and he quickly shared it with Shay by leaning in and kissing the other boy again.
With his eyes still agleam, Asher shifted his hand now between them, and his fingers gently touched, then wrapped around Shay’s boyhood. “Uhhh…” Shay started at the sudden contact. This was the first time in his twelve plus years that anyone had touched his penis. Actually touched it. His eyes flew open for a second, then closed again as a euphoric wave of pleasure rolled through him.
“Ohh….” He gasped, almost joyfully. “Ohhhhh god…” He shivered again as his penis jolted, held almost lovingly in Asher’s soft warm fingers. Shay lowered his head into the cusp of Ash’s neck; his warm excited breath bathing the other boy’s chest. Asher squeezed his penis again with gentle, almost exploratory fingers.
This was his first time as well. He had fantasized about this moment for ages. Being gay, he had many times longed to touch, another boy’s most intimate appendage. The feel of someone else’s warm, tubular flesh had been one of his finest and most common fantasies. And now, that it was playing out, and, that it would be with his best friend Shay, well, that was simply the creamy icing on the cake.
He pulled lightly on Shay’s rigid member again, enjoying the feeling of the boy’s lambskin smooth flesh as it rolled in his palm. “Ohhhh….” Shay muttered in response, his mouth sagging open slightly now, and his body shuddered with the tickle of arousal. “Ohh gawd Ash…” he breathed heavily.
Catching his breath finally, Shay instinctively ran his own hand down Ash’s side, this time turning it inward. His fingers strayed across the fluff that was Asher’s small patch of fuzzy pubes. It was exciting, this feeling of soft pubescent down. “Mmm…” Ash hummed this time, as Shay continued his gentle fingering, and then, drawn by the pure lure of it, he moved his fingers downward till he touched erect boy flesh.
He shivered, as did Asher. Both boys were becoming lost in this moment of budding sexual adolescence and arousal. Ash rolled himself into his friend, settling himself partially on top of the other boy. He kissed Shay again, drifting down to the soft of his neck, where he hovered with featherlike lightness, brushing his lips timidly over the silky soft boy skin. It was sensual. Exciting… And Shay arched his head backward into the pillow, stimulated by the warm tickle of his best friend’s breath, and desperately wanting more.
Asher shifted his hips then, grinding them forward slowly, and rhythmically into Shay’s frame. “Uhhhhh….” They both moaned in primal unison... Every sensation was a new one, every twitch, every tingle was better and more intense than the last. Ash humped into him several more times, grinding their swollen members together.
The boys rolled again with Shay settling himself on top this time. He drew one leg out to the side hugging his naked frame to Ash’s. It was wonderful, this feeling of physical contact that surrounded him now. His penis twitched again as it rubbed against Ash’s inner thigh, and he scrunched his eyes closed, straining to stave off what felt like an immediate orgasm. So aroused was he, that any moment could be his last. “Uhhnn…” he resisted it momentarily though, drawing his hips back for a second to avoid further contact.
The boys looked at one another for a long moment, their eyes still bright with excitement, and Ash’s hand suddenly cupped around Shay’s left buttock, pulling him inward till their crotches ground together once again. “Oh shit Ash...” Shay groaned again as his insides roiled with fresh arousal. His youthful inexperience did him in.
Ash humped into him again, and his resistance was gone; that’s all the stimulation it took. His body seized as if electrified, he shuddered as his orgasm wrapped its tendrils around and through him, sending him blissfully over the edge. His penis strained, swelled and erupted, and seemed determined to drain him of all his bodily fluid. Multiple spurts of succulant boy seed discharged forcefully between the two them in a sloppy, sticky warm mess.
“Unnnnnnch…. Unnn….Unnnch” Shay all but hollered out in agonizingly joyful pleasure. Ash could feel Shay’s spasm-like contractions, he could feel the hot wet pool melting between them. He squeezed his eyes shut, and wrapped his arms tightly around Shay’s naked body, as if wanting to absorb all of his sexual energy.
Ash’s hips remained in motion, and their combined excitement was simply too much for the thirteen-year-old to resist. He threw his head back, mouth agape as his penis continued to slide against warm wet flesh, lubricated by sweat, precum, and Shay’s already expended boy juice. His youthfully naked body seized, his loins went numb with intensity, and he came… Came aplenty… Forceful ejaculations that jetted from his boy nozzle filling whatever spaces there was left between the two boys.
Asher was hyped beyond measure and his erect tong lurched and strained to expel even more of his youthful seed, as his body shuddered, and a deep throaty moan accompanied his now empty pulses. “Uhhuuu, Uhh, Uhh…” Almost mercifully the contractions ended and his naked, heaving body went limp with Shay still draped atop him.
Long moments passed, and finally Shay rolled off to the side, lying on his back as well, with eyes still closed. For a long while there was only the sound of breathing in the room, as the boys recovered their senses, and gathered their equally drained emotions. Tears of joy, and perhaps even some doubt welled in Asher’s eyes now as he lay there in the glorious aftermath.
He’d known that he was gay for well over a year and a half now; then he had finally told his parents, and Nathan and Shay only months ago. But at thirteen, knowing you are gay, and doing anything about it are two different things. He’d fantasized in the safety of his own thoughts for a long, long time.
Hoping, wishing, and wondering if and when his sexual urges would ever find an outlet. And now that it had happened. even to this extent, a monumental weight had been lifted off his young shoulders. This first time foray into the real sexual world had been amazingly satisfying. It had confirmed his beliefs about his own sexuality, leaving no uncertainty whatsoever in his mind.
The only doubts that remained, were about his best friend Shay. He truly loved his friend, and he physically was attracted to him as well, but… He hoped now that he hadn’t unwittingly taken advantage of his friend’s vulnerability. Shay was likely starving for affection, with the loss of his mum, and virtual estrangement from his father.
Surely Shay was lonely, and in great need of loving companionship. But Ash never wanted nor intended to take advantage of that need. He turned his head to look at Shay, then reached out and gently squeezed his friend’s hand. The other boy opened his eyes then, turning his head to look at Ash.
“Shay I… Are you alright? I mean, I… I never meant for this to happen, like this…” Asher offered, apologetically. Shay rolled onto his side, facing Ash and propping his head up on his arm. He gazed at him curiously, then smiled tenderly as his best mate.
“Ash... I know what you’re thinking mate. And don’t. I wanted to do this, honestly I did.” Shay declared softly. “And yeah, maybe I needed it as well, but…”
“But you’re not gay.” Asher said. “I put you in an uncomfortable position. I’m sorry.”
“I’m not sorry.” Shay announced quickly with another smile. “Not in the least. I’m nearly thirteen as well, and, well I don’t know if I’m gay or not. I mean, I really don’t know. I’ve had some very curious feelings and thoughts these past number of months, and I’m trying to sort them out; just like you did, you know?”
“But…” Asher started to say, but Shay leaned across and kissed him lovingly on the mouth. Ash kissed him back, and when it broke, they looked at each other in silence for a moment.
“Fuck,” Shay said, “even if it turns out that I’m not gay, you know I’d do anything for you. You’re me best mate. Always have been, always will. I honestly enjoyed what we just did, and… Well, later on, I’d like to explore it even further with you... If you want to. If you're willing, okay?” Ash looked at him, shaking his head incredulously; then he smiled.
The boys lay together cuddling thoughtfully for several minutes, and finally slipped out of bed, their youthfully flat tummies still a mess with the glistening sheen of freshly churned boy batter, which still clung to them like a clearish sticky syrup. A playfully wonderful reminder of either boy's first ever real life exploration of sexuality.
Still naked, the boys padded quickly across the hall to the bathroom, where they each glanced in the mirror for a moment, smiling almost impishly at their messy reflections. They looked at one another again and grinned almost timidly. Asher reached out, glanced up at Shay, and then swiped a fingertip through the slime on Shay’s stomach.
He looked at it closely for a moment, and then held his finger out near the other boy’s mouth.
“I dare ya…” he joked. Shay flashed a quick smile as he peered at the pearlescent wetness for a moment. Then he looked at Asher again, smiled wickedly, and without comment he leaned forward and suckled his friend’s gooey finger.
Ash’s eyes opened widely in pure surprise and he giggled boyishly. “Mmm, not bad, not bad at all…” Shay declared, licking his lips. Then he traced his own finger across Ash’s stomach, gathering more of their combined boy lacquer.
“Come on then, give us a lick…” he grinned. Asher looked at him and laughed, then happily complied, curiously sampling their boy nectar. Then the boys hopped into the shower together, something they had done innocently a hundred times before; but this time they shared the space, tenderly, almost playfully washing one another and enjoying the pure wonder of the physical contact between them.
Both boys became aroused during the process, and in the end, the two of them hugged it out for several long minutes beneath the flow of warm water, each savoring the comfort of human companionship, and the unfettered bonds of their friendship.
When they had finished up and dried off, and then gotten dressed again, the two lads went downstairs and sat cozily alongside one another on the sofa, watching the telly. An hour or so passed, and finally Ash's parents rolled into the drive and came in through the backdoor to the kitchen.
"Oh..." Ash's mum remarked. "Didn't know you'd come by luv." She smiled warmly at Shay. Shay smiled and shrugged.
"Didn't know me'self." he offered. "Me...me dad kinda went off again." He said, almost aplogetically.
"Oh son... I'm so sorry." Mrs. Weatherby offered. She sat on the sofa alongside him, and offered up a hug, which Shay gratefully accepted.
"He just... You know, slipped up. Had some beers and such. I just didn't wanna' deal with it, so I came over here." Shay explained. "Sorry..."
"No...No need to be sorry son. You always have a place here with us. Hopefully Asher was able to help make you feel better." She wondered. Shay looked sideways at his friend and smiled impishly.
"Yeah... Yeah, he helped me a lot actually..." He winked secretly at Asher, who had to stifle a bit of a laugh.
"Well... It's a bit late." Mr. Weatherby said, as he stood in the doorway. "You two should head on up to bed. But..." He looked at Shay. "We really need to sort this out once and for all. Your dad tried, I'm quite sure, but... I think he may need some help to get himself sober, and to get over his loss. You know?" He nodded toward Shay.
"Maybe, I guess..." Shay nodded solemnly. "Dad knew he'd slipped up though, so... Maybe one more chance on his own?!" Mr. Weatherby smiled sadly; with an adults perspective, he knew better.
"Off to bed then..." He declared, and as the boys hopped up off the couch he gave his son a quick hug, then gave Shay one as well. "It'll work out kidda..." He offered softly.
The boys hurried upstairs and got ready for bed. Shay always left a toothbrush here, since he spent the night so often. He cleaned his teeth, and after taking a quick squirt, he joined Asher in his bedroom.
The older boy was already under the bedcovers, and he looked up and smiled casually at his friend as he entered. "Come on then...." he offered, lifting the sheets. Shay crawled into the bed and settled himself under the covered then rolled onto his side and looked softly at Asher. A quiet smile spread across his lips.
"I never really thanked you for... for always being here for me, did I?" Shay whispered.
"You're me best mate. Where else would I be..." Asher replied, playing it off matter-of-factly. Shay's tender smile returned.
"You know wha' I mean." he persisted.
"Course..." Ash smiled softly. "But ya don't hav' ta thank a friend for bein' a friend. Besides, you've been there for me just as often..." Shay's expression softened.
"Ya but... That's cause yer a poof. You need a big strong lad like me to protect you."
"Oh shu' up..." Asher giggled, as he smacked his friend playfully on the shoulder. They smiled tenderly at one another. "Oye... Roll over then." Ash urged gently. Shay rolled onto his other side, and he smiled as Asher spooned up closely and put his arm over him, holding him warmly against himself.
And that's how the two boys fell asleep. Spooned comfortably together in an unembarrassed display of affection for one another. There was no awkwardness, no implied sexuality; simply an act of true and loving friendship as innocent as the boys themselves.
The following morning after breakfast, Shay made the decision to head back home. He needed to check on his father; and despite Ash's offer to go with him, he went alone. The boy walked down the block, his pace tempered by his deepened thoughts.
He glanced up at the summer sky, heard the song of several chirping birds from the trees of the corner park, and he wondered why life had to be so damn complicated. A twelve-year-old boy shouldn't be bothered or weighed down by such things.
Skinned knees, kickball teams and what kind of sweets to eat should be a boy's biggest concerns. It wasn't fair that a young lad should have to face such adult complications. It just wasn't fair. Shay continued on, eventually turning the corner onto Burnaby Road.
His pace was slow, and the fingers of his outstretched hand clunked rhythmically again against the spokes of the black ornamental iron fences that fronted the row houses as he walked along. He reached number '16' and he stopped, looking up at the all too familiar panel of the heavy wooden and glass door.
Shay's shoulders dipped noticeably. Slowly, he took a deep resigned breath, letting it out in one long sigh as he started upward. One by one he mounted the stone steps till he reached the landing.
Trembling fingers touched the door handle, and he paused for a long moment, a multitude of thoughts racing through his young mind. With final resolve, he turned the handle and opened the heavy door.
The boy stepped softly across the threshold into the darkened entry. His eyes slowly adjusting to the dimly lit entryway. It was quiet. The only sound was the far away tick, tock, tick of the old mantle clock in the living room. Shay stood, listening... "Dad?" he called softly.....
~~ End Of Chapter Four ~~
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Story Written and Posted by
About A Boy
"Young boys should never be sent to bed. Because they always wake up a day older."
( Quote from Finding Neverland )
Authors note: In writing, it is often times difficult to convey an accent, or certain colloquialisms. Accordingly, I have taken certain liberties with spelling and grammar, to convey a bit of British flavour to the story. Please allow me this, and go with the flow. Thanks for reading, and please enjoy…
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**With Shay's father having relapsed into drinking again, Shay opted to go to his friend Asher's house once again to spend the night. Feeling quite upset, he needed comfort and friendship. This opened the door to their mutual need. *You may wish to reread chapter three as a refresher before reading this chapter. Sorry for the delay with the new chapter.
**Excerpt Chapter Three
Shay smiled an embarrassed little smile, as he blushed slightly. Bringing his hands up to his own neck, he hooked his fingertips into the collar of his tee shirt and pulled it up and over his head, removing it. He stood still then, looking into his friend's eyes.
Ash responded in kind, removing his own tee shirt; and the boys stood, both their hearts beating a little more urgently now. After a long moment Ash reached across, and with trembling fingers he undid the button of Shays trousers. Swallowing tightly, he zipped down the fly, and allowed Shay's pants to slide off of his hips and fall to the floor, pooling at his ankles.
Another nervous smile, and Shay timidly returned the favor, undoing the fastenings of Ash's board shorts and letting them fall away. Both boys stood nearly naked then, in their thin cotton briefs, nearly lost in the enormity of the moment.
"Are you really sure about this?" Asher questioned, proffering an out. Shay looked at him, swallowing once again. And then he pinched the waistband of his own underwear, and pulled them down from his hips.
Ash instinctively glanced down at his naked friend's nearly soft protuberance. And without another thought, he hooked his thumbs under the elastic of his own briefs and peeled them down to the floor.
Asher stepped forward from his little pile of discarded clothes, closing the space between him and Shay. "Are you sure?" He asked one last time. Shay answered by stepping forward, and the boys could feel the warmth of each other's skin with barely inches between them.
Heaviness seemed to fill the air, breathing was strained, and in the next moment the two boys came together. Naked warm flesh, converging against warm flesh. Their lips engaged once again, chest to chest, boyhood to boyhood as they wrapped one another in a sexually charged, meaningful embrace.**
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Locked in one another’s gangly embrace, the boys stumbled backwards into the room, falling back on Ash’s bed. They barely broke stride as they rolled onto the mattress still very much clinging to one another. Shay’s head was swimming with new, overwhelming arousal. To this point in his life he’d only known the joyful exhilaration of masturbation and the elation of orgasmic release.
But right from the start, this was different. It wasn’t just the vibrant imagination and fantasy of a young boy. This was real physical contact. Stimulating physical contact with another warm blooded human being. And that human being was another boy.
For the most part, Shay’s fantasies had been relatively non-descript to this point in his life. Idle flashes of sexual contact, perhaps with a girl, perhaps not… Faint glimpses of dreamed up imagry that usually shifted and became more about the feel of his own hand in contact, than about any one specific person. But now…
This indeed was very different. Now the human contact was very real, and the imagery was replaced with reality. Someone with whom he was quite familiar. Someone he was very comfortable with. His best mate, Asher.
The boys lay on their sides a foot apart and facing each other. They looked at one another and smiled timidly, awkwardly almost. Asher’s hand rested softly on the other boy’s shoulder, his thumb idly stroking the soft warm skin there. He smiled briefly again and leaned forward timidly, gently kissing Shay ever so softly on the lips, before drawing back to look in his eyes and smile once again.
Shay returned that timid smile, gently running his palm up Ash’s arm, then back down to his elbow again. This time it was Shay who bridged the slight gap between them to offer the timid return kiss to Ash’s warm lips. It was brief, yet it lingered there ever so erotically for a moment. As if testing for permission, or perhaps asking for it.
They both smiled again, their eyes looking searchingly at one another. Was this even the right thing for both of them to do? Ash had already declared himself to be gay, but Shay had never actually even put the question to himself. But now, the thought of being intimate with another boy somehow didn't seem to bother him in the least.
He’d always had feelings for his friend, but until now he’d never really equated them to a sexual attraction before. But the contact between them now was warm, it was alive, and comforting, and it felt right to him. His palm slid down from Ash’s arm and onto his side, where he stroked the other boy’s lean, firm shape. A surge of excitement coursed through him. Fuck, it felt so…Good…
Asher continued to smile back at him. His friend’s gentle caresses proved to be very stimulating, and he quickly became unashamedly aroused. His youthful penis swelled to its four and a half inch rigid length. Shay glanced down at it and shivered suddenly with excitement, as his own youthful shaft filled out in rapid response. He looked back up at Ash, whose eyes seemed to sparkle invitingly, and the boys kissed once again, a bit more passionately this time. Ash’s lips parted slightly and seemed to form wetly over Shays.
All this was feeling so nice that Shay’s head was swimming, as if in a daze. He parted his own lips, engaging Ash, and they slid themselves closer together. Asher’s hand drifted downward now, his palm gliding over the rounded curve of his friend’s hip, while his fingers traced every finite detail. The smooth skin there was supple and invitingly warm, causing Ash to smile again; his very fantasies seemed to be coming to life.
“Oh geeze Ash…” Shay half sighed, drawing his head back slightly. “This feels so…amazing.” A delighted smile touched the corners of Asher’s lips and he quickly shared it with Shay by leaning in and kissing the other boy again.
With his eyes still agleam, Asher shifted his hand now between them, and his fingers gently touched, then wrapped around Shay’s boyhood. “Uhhh…” Shay started at the sudden contact. This was the first time in his twelve plus years that anyone had touched his penis. Actually touched it. His eyes flew open for a second, then closed again as a euphoric wave of pleasure rolled through him.
“Ohh….” He gasped, almost joyfully. “Ohhhhh god…” He shivered again as his penis jolted, held almost lovingly in Asher’s soft warm fingers. Shay lowered his head into the cusp of Ash’s neck; his warm excited breath bathing the other boy’s chest. Asher squeezed his penis again with gentle, almost exploratory fingers.
This was his first time as well. He had fantasized about this moment for ages. Being gay, he had many times longed to touch, another boy’s most intimate appendage. The feel of someone else’s warm, tubular flesh had been one of his finest and most common fantasies. And now, that it was playing out, and, that it would be with his best friend Shay, well, that was simply the creamy icing on the cake.
He pulled lightly on Shay’s rigid member again, enjoying the feeling of the boy’s lambskin smooth flesh as it rolled in his palm. “Ohhhh….” Shay muttered in response, his mouth sagging open slightly now, and his body shuddered with the tickle of arousal. “Ohh gawd Ash…” he breathed heavily.
Catching his breath finally, Shay instinctively ran his own hand down Ash’s side, this time turning it inward. His fingers strayed across the fluff that was Asher’s small patch of fuzzy pubes. It was exciting, this feeling of soft pubescent down. “Mmm…” Ash hummed this time, as Shay continued his gentle fingering, and then, drawn by the pure lure of it, he moved his fingers downward till he touched erect boy flesh.
He shivered, as did Asher. Both boys were becoming lost in this moment of budding sexual adolescence and arousal. Ash rolled himself into his friend, settling himself partially on top of the other boy. He kissed Shay again, drifting down to the soft of his neck, where he hovered with featherlike lightness, brushing his lips timidly over the silky soft boy skin. It was sensual. Exciting… And Shay arched his head backward into the pillow, stimulated by the warm tickle of his best friend’s breath, and desperately wanting more.
Asher shifted his hips then, grinding them forward slowly, and rhythmically into Shay’s frame. “Uhhhhh….” They both moaned in primal unison... Every sensation was a new one, every twitch, every tingle was better and more intense than the last. Ash humped into him several more times, grinding their swollen members together.
The boys rolled again with Shay settling himself on top this time. He drew one leg out to the side hugging his naked frame to Ash’s. It was wonderful, this feeling of physical contact that surrounded him now. His penis twitched again as it rubbed against Ash’s inner thigh, and he scrunched his eyes closed, straining to stave off what felt like an immediate orgasm. So aroused was he, that any moment could be his last. “Uhhnn…” he resisted it momentarily though, drawing his hips back for a second to avoid further contact.
The boys looked at one another for a long moment, their eyes still bright with excitement, and Ash’s hand suddenly cupped around Shay’s left buttock, pulling him inward till their crotches ground together once again. “Oh shit Ash...” Shay groaned again as his insides roiled with fresh arousal. His youthful inexperience did him in.
Ash humped into him again, and his resistance was gone; that’s all the stimulation it took. His body seized as if electrified, he shuddered as his orgasm wrapped its tendrils around and through him, sending him blissfully over the edge. His penis strained, swelled and erupted, and seemed determined to drain him of all his bodily fluid. Multiple spurts of succulant boy seed discharged forcefully between the two them in a sloppy, sticky warm mess.
“Unnnnnnch…. Unnn….Unnnch” Shay all but hollered out in agonizingly joyful pleasure. Ash could feel Shay’s spasm-like contractions, he could feel the hot wet pool melting between them. He squeezed his eyes shut, and wrapped his arms tightly around Shay’s naked body, as if wanting to absorb all of his sexual energy.
Ash’s hips remained in motion, and their combined excitement was simply too much for the thirteen-year-old to resist. He threw his head back, mouth agape as his penis continued to slide against warm wet flesh, lubricated by sweat, precum, and Shay’s already expended boy juice. His youthfully naked body seized, his loins went numb with intensity, and he came… Came aplenty… Forceful ejaculations that jetted from his boy nozzle filling whatever spaces there was left between the two boys.
Asher was hyped beyond measure and his erect tong lurched and strained to expel even more of his youthful seed, as his body shuddered, and a deep throaty moan accompanied his now empty pulses. “Uhhuuu, Uhh, Uhh…” Almost mercifully the contractions ended and his naked, heaving body went limp with Shay still draped atop him.
Long moments passed, and finally Shay rolled off to the side, lying on his back as well, with eyes still closed. For a long while there was only the sound of breathing in the room, as the boys recovered their senses, and gathered their equally drained emotions. Tears of joy, and perhaps even some doubt welled in Asher’s eyes now as he lay there in the glorious aftermath.
He’d known that he was gay for well over a year and a half now; then he had finally told his parents, and Nathan and Shay only months ago. But at thirteen, knowing you are gay, and doing anything about it are two different things. He’d fantasized in the safety of his own thoughts for a long, long time.
Hoping, wishing, and wondering if and when his sexual urges would ever find an outlet. And now that it had happened. even to this extent, a monumental weight had been lifted off his young shoulders. This first time foray into the real sexual world had been amazingly satisfying. It had confirmed his beliefs about his own sexuality, leaving no uncertainty whatsoever in his mind.
The only doubts that remained, were about his best friend Shay. He truly loved his friend, and he physically was attracted to him as well, but… He hoped now that he hadn’t unwittingly taken advantage of his friend’s vulnerability. Shay was likely starving for affection, with the loss of his mum, and virtual estrangement from his father.
Surely Shay was lonely, and in great need of loving companionship. But Ash never wanted nor intended to take advantage of that need. He turned his head to look at Shay, then reached out and gently squeezed his friend’s hand. The other boy opened his eyes then, turning his head to look at Ash.
“Shay I… Are you alright? I mean, I… I never meant for this to happen, like this…” Asher offered, apologetically. Shay rolled onto his side, facing Ash and propping his head up on his arm. He gazed at him curiously, then smiled tenderly as his best mate.
“Ash... I know what you’re thinking mate. And don’t. I wanted to do this, honestly I did.” Shay declared softly. “And yeah, maybe I needed it as well, but…”
“But you’re not gay.” Asher said. “I put you in an uncomfortable position. I’m sorry.”
“I’m not sorry.” Shay announced quickly with another smile. “Not in the least. I’m nearly thirteen as well, and, well I don’t know if I’m gay or not. I mean, I really don’t know. I’ve had some very curious feelings and thoughts these past number of months, and I’m trying to sort them out; just like you did, you know?”
“But…” Asher started to say, but Shay leaned across and kissed him lovingly on the mouth. Ash kissed him back, and when it broke, they looked at each other in silence for a moment.
“Fuck,” Shay said, “even if it turns out that I’m not gay, you know I’d do anything for you. You’re me best mate. Always have been, always will. I honestly enjoyed what we just did, and… Well, later on, I’d like to explore it even further with you... If you want to. If you're willing, okay?” Ash looked at him, shaking his head incredulously; then he smiled.
The boys lay together cuddling thoughtfully for several minutes, and finally slipped out of bed, their youthfully flat tummies still a mess with the glistening sheen of freshly churned boy batter, which still clung to them like a clearish sticky syrup. A playfully wonderful reminder of either boy's first ever real life exploration of sexuality.
Still naked, the boys padded quickly across the hall to the bathroom, where they each glanced in the mirror for a moment, smiling almost impishly at their messy reflections. They looked at one another again and grinned almost timidly. Asher reached out, glanced up at Shay, and then swiped a fingertip through the slime on Shay’s stomach.
He looked at it closely for a moment, and then held his finger out near the other boy’s mouth.
“I dare ya…” he joked. Shay flashed a quick smile as he peered at the pearlescent wetness for a moment. Then he looked at Asher again, smiled wickedly, and without comment he leaned forward and suckled his friend’s gooey finger.
Ash’s eyes opened widely in pure surprise and he giggled boyishly. “Mmm, not bad, not bad at all…” Shay declared, licking his lips. Then he traced his own finger across Ash’s stomach, gathering more of their combined boy lacquer.
“Come on then, give us a lick…” he grinned. Asher looked at him and laughed, then happily complied, curiously sampling their boy nectar. Then the boys hopped into the shower together, something they had done innocently a hundred times before; but this time they shared the space, tenderly, almost playfully washing one another and enjoying the pure wonder of the physical contact between them.
Both boys became aroused during the process, and in the end, the two of them hugged it out for several long minutes beneath the flow of warm water, each savoring the comfort of human companionship, and the unfettered bonds of their friendship.
When they had finished up and dried off, and then gotten dressed again, the two lads went downstairs and sat cozily alongside one another on the sofa, watching the telly. An hour or so passed, and finally Ash's parents rolled into the drive and came in through the backdoor to the kitchen.
"Oh..." Ash's mum remarked. "Didn't know you'd come by luv." She smiled warmly at Shay. Shay smiled and shrugged.
"Didn't know me'self." he offered. "Me...me dad kinda went off again." He said, almost aplogetically.
"Oh son... I'm so sorry." Mrs. Weatherby offered. She sat on the sofa alongside him, and offered up a hug, which Shay gratefully accepted.
"He just... You know, slipped up. Had some beers and such. I just didn't wanna' deal with it, so I came over here." Shay explained. "Sorry..."
"No...No need to be sorry son. You always have a place here with us. Hopefully Asher was able to help make you feel better." She wondered. Shay looked sideways at his friend and smiled impishly.
"Yeah... Yeah, he helped me a lot actually..." He winked secretly at Asher, who had to stifle a bit of a laugh.
"Well... It's a bit late." Mr. Weatherby said, as he stood in the doorway. "You two should head on up to bed. But..." He looked at Shay. "We really need to sort this out once and for all. Your dad tried, I'm quite sure, but... I think he may need some help to get himself sober, and to get over his loss. You know?" He nodded toward Shay.
"Maybe, I guess..." Shay nodded solemnly. "Dad knew he'd slipped up though, so... Maybe one more chance on his own?!" Mr. Weatherby smiled sadly; with an adults perspective, he knew better.
"Off to bed then..." He declared, and as the boys hopped up off the couch he gave his son a quick hug, then gave Shay one as well. "It'll work out kidda..." He offered softly.
The boys hurried upstairs and got ready for bed. Shay always left a toothbrush here, since he spent the night so often. He cleaned his teeth, and after taking a quick squirt, he joined Asher in his bedroom.
The older boy was already under the bedcovers, and he looked up and smiled casually at his friend as he entered. "Come on then...." he offered, lifting the sheets. Shay crawled into the bed and settled himself under the covered then rolled onto his side and looked softly at Asher. A quiet smile spread across his lips.
"I never really thanked you for... for always being here for me, did I?" Shay whispered.
"You're me best mate. Where else would I be..." Asher replied, playing it off matter-of-factly. Shay's tender smile returned.
"You know wha' I mean." he persisted.
"Course..." Ash smiled softly. "But ya don't hav' ta thank a friend for bein' a friend. Besides, you've been there for me just as often..." Shay's expression softened.
"Ya but... That's cause yer a poof. You need a big strong lad like me to protect you."
"Oh shu' up..." Asher giggled, as he smacked his friend playfully on the shoulder. They smiled tenderly at one another. "Oye... Roll over then." Ash urged gently. Shay rolled onto his other side, and he smiled as Asher spooned up closely and put his arm over him, holding him warmly against himself.
And that's how the two boys fell asleep. Spooned comfortably together in an unembarrassed display of affection for one another. There was no awkwardness, no implied sexuality; simply an act of true and loving friendship as innocent as the boys themselves.
The following morning after breakfast, Shay made the decision to head back home. He needed to check on his father; and despite Ash's offer to go with him, he went alone. The boy walked down the block, his pace tempered by his deepened thoughts.
He glanced up at the summer sky, heard the song of several chirping birds from the trees of the corner park, and he wondered why life had to be so damn complicated. A twelve-year-old boy shouldn't be bothered or weighed down by such things.
Skinned knees, kickball teams and what kind of sweets to eat should be a boy's biggest concerns. It wasn't fair that a young lad should have to face such adult complications. It just wasn't fair. Shay continued on, eventually turning the corner onto Burnaby Road.
His pace was slow, and the fingers of his outstretched hand clunked rhythmically again against the spokes of the black ornamental iron fences that fronted the row houses as he walked along. He reached number '16' and he stopped, looking up at the all too familiar panel of the heavy wooden and glass door.
Shay's shoulders dipped noticeably. Slowly, he took a deep resigned breath, letting it out in one long sigh as he started upward. One by one he mounted the stone steps till he reached the landing.
Trembling fingers touched the door handle, and he paused for a long moment, a multitude of thoughts racing through his young mind. With final resolve, he turned the handle and opened the heavy door.
The boy stepped softly across the threshold into the darkened entry. His eyes slowly adjusting to the dimly lit entryway. It was quiet. The only sound was the far away tick, tock, tick of the old mantle clock in the living room. Shay stood, listening... "Dad?" he called softly.....
~~ End Of Chapter Four ~~
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