The Thing About Cory
A Short Story
Part Two
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Readers Warning: This story contains elements of love, sexual play, and experimentation between young boys. If this concept scares you, or is not to your tastes, or if you are a minor under the age of eighteen, or if you are not accepting enough to enjoy such a story; then by all means go read something else. Otherwise, enjoy the joys of being a boy.
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I didn't get to see Cory that next day. My mom had run us all over the place, shopping and running all her dumb errands. I really wasn't thrilled about wasting my day this way, but my mom seemed to need my help with some things, and she had noticed that my mood and attitude was suddenly a lot better than it had been in previous weeks.
When we got home that evening, I called Cory, and we talked on the phone for about half an hour or so. He had spent the day just hanging around his house, putting up with his brother, and playing basketball in the back yard with some of his friends.
I told him the boring details of 'hanging' out with my mom, and that she had taken me to the post office, so that I could mail the basketball net that I had taken down, to my friend Aaron.
Cory and I agreed to get together again the next day, and I found that I was really looking forward to it. I had been thinking about him quite a lot while running around with my mom. And, that night I had another, shall we say, 'sticky' dream. And though I couldn't remember all the details when I woke up the next morning, I did remember that Cory had been featured prominently in it. If you know what I mean...
I did my usual routine, starting with a shower to rinse away the dried boy spunk that had magically turned up on my belly and pubes. After making a quick breakfast, I
studied my mom's 'to do' list, and knew that it wouldn't take too long to finish up those chores and make her happy. Then, the rest of the day was mine.
About ten thirty Cory called, anxiously wanting to know if I was coming over today as we'd planned. I told him that I was just about finished with my chores, and then I would head over to his house. He sounded kind of relieved. After watering my mom's outdoor flower beds, I hopped on my bike and headed out to Cory's.
When I rode up to Cory's driveway, I saw him hauling a garbage can out to the curb. And he was yelling at some kid standing on the front porch. I looked at him, and could see that he had been crying, although he quickly tried to hide that from me.
Just then a car pulled up to the curb with several teenagers in it, and the kid on the porch came jogging out to meet them. It was Cory's older brother, and he walked past me, and looked at his brother, calling him a 'Dildo' as he got into the car.
"You're a prick..." Cory yelled at him, with a quiver in his voice. But his brother and his friends just laughed at him as the drove off.
"You okay?" I asked, seeing a tear roll down his youthful cheek.
"No," he muttered under his breath, "I hate Mark. He's a total dick!" And having said that, he started for the house. I followed him inside and into the kitchen.
I put my hands on his shoulders and turned him around, facing me. He just looked down at the floor, and a small stutter in his breathing told me that he was still crying. I put my arms around his shoulders reassuringly, trying to comfort him.
"He... He's just a prick..." Cory stuttered through his tears. "He makes fun of me, makes me do his chores, and he flips me shit all the time. I'm sick of it."
"Forget it dude" I told him, and raised my hand from his shoulders to softly tousle his long blond hair. He looked sideways at me, and I smiled, making a face at him, and in a goofy voice I said, "Does somebody need a hug?" He managed to laugh a little, and I pulled him into me for a sturdy bear hug, which made him laugh some more.
With that behind us, we went out to the backyard and decided to kick a soccer ball around for awhile. It was kind of fun, and in a few minutes, Cory was laughing and had regained his sweet smile; totally forgetting about his older brother.
Cory's dog kept chasing the ball around, so we kind of made a game of that for a little while, chasing all around the back yard until all of us were worn out. Well, all of us except the dog, who still wanted to play. We sat in the grass to rest, but that ended when Cory jumped on me, wanting to wrestle. I weighed more than he did obviously, so I just kind of toyed around with him, but I have to admit the little guy was pretty tough, and we both got a good workout, rolling around and grappling with each other.
I also noticed that I was enjoying the wrestling a little too much. We had taken off our shirts, and rolling around like that just wearing shorts. Of course there was a lot of skin to skin contact, which once again felt more than a little arousing to me. I had Cory almost pinned on the ground, face down under me, our bare legs interlaced, and my chest pressing tightly against his back, with my groin nestled innocently against his butt.
I wrapped him up tightly, telling him playfully to surrender. With my cheek against his ear, the smell of his soft blond hair and the warmth of his body was almost too much, and I just wanted to stay like this.
When he finally gave up, we just kind of lay there together, and neither of us seemed to be in a hurry to roll away from each other. Finally, feeling more than a little parched, we went inside to grab some juice, and while we were in the kitchen the phone rang.
His mom was calling just to check in with him, and she told him she wanted him to do a few chores, including giving the dog a much needed bath. She wanted this all done before he went out anywhere. He rolled his eyes at me. (See, I told you that was part of getting orders from your parents). I just laughed at him, and waited for him to hang up.
Cory was miffed, because the chores were for both him and his older brother, who of course was not home to help out. I told him I'd help him get the chores done, and together we wrapped them up fairly quickly. All he had left to do was to give his dog a bath. We took the dog downstairs to the laundry room, where there was a low, deep welled basin. Cory filled it part way with water and we hoisted the dog up into it.
He poured some shampoo on its back, and I held the dog still while Cory scrubbed it down. The dog fidgeted, and shook, not really enjoying the bath. Soapy water seemed to splash everywhere, with big globs of it landing on Cory's face and bare chest.
We were both laughing at the mess it was making, and I reached over to wipe the suds off Cory's face, before it dripped down into his eyes. Then, just because I wanted to, I put my wet soapy hand on his bare chest, and wiped away the suds that were sliding down over his chest and little nipple. I was beginning to realize that I was feeling more than just friendship for Cory, I was... Well, I was falling for him...
"Glad that's done." Cory said finally, as we pulled the dog out of the basin and began drying it off. "Now I need to take a shower." he remarked, looking down at his grimy shorts and soap covered chest. "Can you finish drying off Duke while I get cleaned up?"
"No prob..." I answered, with a smile. And I watched as Cory turned and began to walk down the hallway. I realized I'd much rather have followed him than stay and dry off the stupid dog. After I had finished my task, I headed down the hall as well, toward the sound of the shower.
At the other end of the hall was Cory's bedroom, a bathroom, and across the hallway from his, was his brother’s Mark's bedroom. Cory had left the bathroom door wide open, and I stood in the doorway looking in. Cory was standing in the shower, and though the glass door was lightly frosted, I could clearly see his naked outline moving behind it.
"I finished drying the mutt." I called out to him from the doorway.
"Cool, thanks." Cory answered. "I'm almost finished too." And I continued standing in the doorway watching his naked outline moving just beyond the shower door. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the door jamb, and once again I could feel myself starting to bone up.
The sight of his sleek, tanned silhouette was almost too much for me. I decided to go into Cory's bedroom across the hall and wait for him. I mean, what would he think if he knew I was attracted to him like this? And, for that matter, why the fuck was I attracted to him in this way. And even though this was all very confusing to me, I knew that I totally liked the feelings I was getting.
Cory had a large bedroom; it was bigger than mine actually. There was a dresser and two single beds, with an end table in between them. There was a comfortable recliner in one corner, and a small bench with a TV on top of it. I sat on the end of the first bed and waited for Cory to finish.
It was only another minute, and then Cory, his body still wet, walked into the room lightly holding his towel around his waist. I looked at his beautiful, boyish body, glistening and beaded with water as he walked past me.
Without any shyness, he stood beside the other bed, and pulled the towel from around his waist. He smiled at me and casually started drying himself. I was lost in a trance at that point. He was beautiful. His flat stomach tapered down to form the distinct 'V' groove that ran from his lower abdomen to his groin. I shuddered excitedly at the sight.
And there below his naked pubic mound, was his flaccid penis. It was, in a word, splendid. He wasn't circumcised, and there was a snug bunch of loose flesh hanging from the tip of his soft boyhood. He was bigger than I had expected, a good three inches, not including that sweet clutch of foreskin. His genitals glistened with water, and wiggled about as he towel dried his hair. His young testicles were loose, in their smooth hairless sac, and they swung back and forth easily as Cory dried himself.
I swallowed with great difficulty, mesmerized by his youthful genitals. There were sexual sensations churning deep inside of me, and I honestly didn't know what to do; but I couldn't manage to look away. Surly he could see the way I was looking at him. I finally forced myself to look down; feeling rather embarrassed that I was even attracted to him in this way. I fixed my gaze on the ground for a minute, and when I looked up again, Cory had finished drying himself, and he stood there simply looking at me.
"Can I ask you something?" he questioned softly. I looked up into his eyes, a little worried what he might be thinking about.
"Um, sure..." I said. And now it was Cory who seemed to pause for an uncomfortable moment.
"I was just wondering... Well... The other day, when you were inside your buddy Aaron's house... You know, in his bedroom." he paused. "What... What were you doing in there?" I looked at him, and both of us seemed just a touch embarrassed now.
"Did you... Did you see me in there?" I asked him. Cory nodded shyly; and I knew he'd seen me masturbating through the window.
"Well, I was, I was just really missing my best friend, and so... We used to jack off together sometimes." I looked at him to see his reaction. To my surprise though, Cory walked over to where I was sitting on the bed, and still naked, he sat down right beside me.
"I'm sorry." he offered. "I didn't mean to spy on you like that." I just smiled sympathetically and shrugged.
"No big deal." I reassured him.
"So... I kinda know what that is, you know, jacking off I mean. But... What was that stuff that came out of your, you know, your penis." he asked with a slight blush. I was a little surprised that he didn't seem to know. He's twelve, and kids that age always talk about that kind of stuff.
"Really? You don't know?" I asked, but I could tell that he honestly wasn't sure.
"Well, I've heard some stuff," Cory said, "but no one ever tells me for sure. I saw my brother doing it once, but he got really pissed off at me, and told me if I ever said anything about it to mom, he'd beat the shit out of me. That's why I never asked you about it before this. I thought you'd get mad at me." Cory looked at me hopefully. I looked into his innocent face, and just melted.
"I would never be mad at you." I told him honestly. Then I tried to explain to him about jacking off, and what happens to your body, and about the 'stuff' that squirts out of it. He sat intently listening to me, and when I had finished, I looked down to see that he had a total hard on. He quickly looked up at me, blushing, and reached quickly for his towel to cover it.
"Don't..." I said quietly, stopping his arm. "Don't be embarrassed, you look fantastic." I nodded. He looked at me again, and I smiled warmly at him. "Besides... I have a boner too." Cory looked down at my groin, and the obvious tent, bulging in my shorts.
He grinned timidly at me, and I put my arm around his naked shoulders, holding him to me. He looked up into my eyes. He was so cute, and our faces were mere inches apart. My heart was thumping in my chest, and I looked from his eyes to his soft youthful lips, then back into his eyes.
"Can I..." I whispered. "I mean, don't take this the wrong way, but... I kind of want to... But before I could say another word, Cory leaned his naked torso into me, and gently pushed his soft lips onto mine. It only lasted for a second, but it was a very tender moment, when two boys shared their lonely souls... It was wonderful.
My mind was racing when we separated. The brief kiss had been the most meaningful moment I could ever remember. I looked at Cory's face, totally excited by what had just transpired between us. We both stood up, and Cory smiled timidly. He put his arms around me and hugged himself to me. I could feel his youthfully firm erection pushing against the inside of my thigh, and most certainly he could feel my erect member pressed against him.
Like pigeons flying out of an empty barn, the ghosts of my loneliness seemed to fly away from me in that moment. I had found something that I desperately needed, and as I felt Cory's excited heartbeat, softly thumping against my chest, I knew that he had found something as well.
"Will you teach me about this stuff?" Cory asked me with honest innocence.
"What stuff?" I asked. And after a short pause, I felt his hand gently touch my penis.
"This stuff..." he answered, blushing visibly. "There's no one else who'll teach me about it." He looked up at me curiously. I answered his question by leaning forward and kissing him on the lips, lingering there for several long seconds. He beamed that wonderful grin at me, his green eyes sparkling through joyful tears, as we hugged again.
Suddenly we heard a door bang shut upstairs, and then we heard his brother’s voice.
"Cory? Are you here?" his broth called out, and we moved apart quickly.
"I'm downstairs." Cory shouted back up to him, as he quickly pulled on a pair of shorts. We could hear another voice upstairs as well, apparently Mark had come home with one of his friends. They came thumping down the stairs, and Mark stuck his head
into Cory's room. He saw me and nodded.
"Hey." He said, in informal greeting.
"Hey Mark." I answered. Then he looked over at Cory.
"How come your hair's wet?" he asked, though he probably didn't care in the least.
"We gave the dog a bath." Cory answered coolly, and he pulled a fresh tee shirt from one of his dresser drawers.
"Good! That dog stinks half the time." Mark mumbled. "Did mom call?" And Cory just nodded. And with that, Mark and his friend walked past and went into Mark's bedroom, closing the door behind them. Cory shook his head, and pulled his tee shirt on, and we headed back upstairs.
"I wish you were my brother!" Cory stated honestly.
"I'm better than a brother," I answered, "I'm your friend." We smiled at each other. "Hey," I said out loud, as something just occurred to me. "You think your mom would let you spend the night?" I could see Cory's face light up at the mere suggestion of it. Clearly he loved the idea.
"Yes!" he said excitedly. "She already told me I should have you over some night. So I'm sure she'd be okay with this..." He quickly grabbed up the phone, anxious to give her a call.
He talked with his mom on the phone for a few minutes, and I heard him saying things like, 'Yes Mom', and 'I will mom'. Then he turned happily to me, and with a huge grin he said that it was okay, he could spend the night. I felt as excited as he did, and we traipsed back downstairs to his bedroom to grab a bag and stuff some clothes into it.
"Do I need a sleeping bag?' he asked.
"Nah... We're cool, plenty of room." I grinned at him. He hollered at Mark's bedroom door, telling him that he was going over to my house. To which his brother only answered, 'Good', through the door. I shook my head, realizing just what a prick Mark really was. Cory and I headed back upstairs and out the front door. We scooped up our bikes, and feeling really happy, we started for my house.
When we got there, I called my mom on the phone. I thought it might be a good idea to let her know what we were doing. She was okay with it, especially as she had seen the change in my demeanor since I met Cory.
We took the younger boy's bag into my room and tossed it onto the bed, kicked off our shoes, and then realizing we were hungry, we went out to the kitchen and I made a couple of Hoagie sandwiches while Cory grabbed some sodas, and a bag of chips from the cupboard.
Sitting up at the counter, we chowed down greedily, and just talked and laughed while we stuffed our faces. We even had a small burping contest with our sodas. Come on, we're boys, what did you expect... Cory reached out with his toe, and bumped my ankle.
"Thanks..." he said genuinely. "I really do wish you were my brother." I smiled back at him, then reached out my toe and affectionately stroked the top of his foot.
"Me too..." I mused, and we innocently bumped and rubbed our feet together till we had finished our lunch.
We spent the rest of the afternoon just messing around outside and riding around the neighborhood. When we came back to the house, it was late in the afternoon; we kicked off our shoes when we came in, and I noticed there was a new phone message from my mom. She was running late at work, and she said she'd make dinner for us when she got home in about two hours, if we could wait that long.
We were both kind of grimy, having messed around all day, so I decided we should get cleaned up before my mom got home. Cory and I went back to my bedroom to change. We both pulled off our shirts, and as I took my socks off, I noticed Cory was studying me, with a slight smirk. Then he sat on the bed and pulled off his socks as well. We both peeled off our shorts, so that we were wearing only our cotton briefs.
"Come on." I said, taking hold of his wrist and pulling him up off the bed. We marched across the hall to the bathroom, where I stood at the sink and turned the water on. Cory stepped over to the toilet, and hooking his thumb in his shorts, he pulled himself out and began to pee. I couldn't help but to look over and watch, still rather intrigued by the soft wrinkle of his foreskin.
He looked over at me and grinned. I just felt so comfortable with him, and in such a short time. I was so happy that he'd found me. I just couldn't imagine going on the way I had been. Things had been so lonely for me, and I smiled appreciatively, knowing that Cory surly felt the same way.
When Cory finished pissing, he shook himself off, and came over to stand beside me as I put a wash cloth under the warm water. Cory put his hand up on my bare shoulder, and rested his head against my arm as he watched my movements in the mirror.
"So, I was wondering..." he started, "Maybe if we have time, well... You could start showing me some 'stuff', you know." And his hand was now gently rubbing there between my shoulder blades. I looked at him in the mirror, and smiled softly at the innocent visage of this cute twelve year old beside me.
"You little horn dog." I teased him. "You're just trying to get me boned up again, aren't you?" His eyes widened with amused surprise.
"What..? Nuh-uh..." he said with mock indignation. We both laughed. I turned to him, and putting my hands under his armpits, I lifted him so that he was sitting on the edge of the counter. I almost had to laugh, at the look of anticipation on his face.
I picked up the warm, wet washcloth, and sliding it across his tanned shoulder, I began to softly bathe his upper chest. He smiled softly at my gentle touch, as I stroked the warm cloth over him, slowly, tenderly rubbing my thumb teasingly across his dime sized pebble of a boy nipple, and then down his lean torso to his firm, but soft abdomen.
Cory watched me intently all the while, as I bathed him, almost lovingly. I dropped down, softly washing his young thighs, pushing teasingly upward into the gap of his underwear, till my fingers just brushed the soft skin of his boy sac. I continued this playful bath, and moving downward I gently cupped the heel of his foot, lifting it with my hand, holding it while I washed the smooth hairless skin of his lower legs.
With a smile, I glanced up at him, and now he had his eyes closed and his head tilted slightly back with pleasure. Clearly he was enjoying the attention and my tender touch on his naked skin. I could almost see his heart beating contentedly beneath his smooth skinned chest. Tenderly I began to bathe his compact boyish foot and toes.
"That tickles..." he giggled softly, but he made no effort to pull his little foot away. I set the washcloth aside, and stepped forward against the counter, with his bare legs dangling on either side of me. I lay my hands on his thighs, and gently began massaging his quads, rubbing my hands further and further up his bare legs.
"Mmmm... This feels so good..." he mumbled softly. I knew the more stimulated he was, the more enjoyable it would be for him when he finally masturbated. I slid my fingers up under the lower edge of his briefs, still massaging the insides of his warm thighs. Cory was all but cooing with the sensuous contact, and personally, I had long since gone totally rigid in my own briefs.
I pulled my hands away from his thighs, and smiling at him I moved his arms up around my neck. "Hold on..." I instructed, and as he did, I stood up more, lifting his weight just a bit off the counter, enabling me to slip his briefs off, beneath his bum, and pull them forward down his thighs. I set him down, and pulled his shorts over his knees, and let them drop freely to the bathroom floor.
Cory's young penis was pointing up toward the ceiling, the head of it just peeking out of his stretched, taut foreskin. I could feel my own penis twitch; just the sight of his youthful erection was sending me into overdrive. I reached out and timidly touched the purple tip of his boypole. It jerked beneath my fingers, and he drew in a sharp, but excited breath...
I smiled at him, as he looked at me wonderingly, and the expression on his young face was one of total contentment. He trusted me implicitly, and he knew as well as I did that this was more than just a lesson on masturbation. This was a moment. A moment of bonding between two lonely souls; both simply wanting to feel needed, and loved.
He smiled so tenderly at me, and surprised me with a quick, soft kiss on the lips. His lips were so soft and sweet, I could have cum right there myself. With a mischievous smile, I spit on the tips of my fingers, and then reached down again and pinched the soft tissue of Cory's foreskin.
I squeezed it gently, sliding the loose skin up and down over his tip, wetting his bulb with my spittle. I could feel his body squirm with joyous feelings that he had likely never experienced before. I could hear his breath catch, and a pleasing moan escaped between pursed lips.
This was not how I had intended to show him how to masturbate, but we were both so caught up in the moment, and in his pleasure that I couldn't just stop. It had long since gone past being a lesson.
With each downward push, I gazed at the reddish purple head of his penis, now moist with my spit. He was rocking slightly with each gentle stroke of my fingers, moving in rhythm with my movements. I realize that I was lightly moving my hips as well, pumping my groin against the inside of his warm thighs. I still had my briefs on, but I wasn't about to stop just to pull them off; things were already too intense. And already a wet spot had formed on the thin cotton fabric, as I leaked excited precum from my rigid, throbbing tool.
Cory's eyes were tightly closed, pinched shut in joyful intensity. His lips were parted, and he was moaning softly, "Uhhh... Uhh, uhhhhh....." he moaned contentedly. He had clearly never been here before. The arousal he was feeling, the intense spasms of joy were all new territory to his young pubescent body. I stroked him several long minutes, wriggling my fingers near his tip, just the way I liked it; and it left him gasping, squirming his bare buttocks on the counter. Surely it must be arousing on his pink anus, the way he squirmed.
I increased my speed, and the length of my stroke on his tumescent boy tube. His thin, buttery smooth shaft was at least four firm inches, and his soft, pliable skin was wrapped snugly like warm silk around his stiff rubbery peg.
Fuck, it was turning me on so badly. My own dick continued to leak precum in copious amounts as my hips rocked against the softness of Cory's legs. I could hear his breath coming now in sharp gasps, and I stroked his bare thigh with my free hand. Cory's legs began to twitch, his toes curled downward as his feet twitched. He was close. Even I could feel that.
"Ohhhh, ohhhh..."he moaned, "Br... Brad, I... I can't.... Uhhh, ohhhhh....." His body began to seize and tremble. The intensity of his impending orgasm was too much, and I could feel myself going over the edge as well... His youthful moans were so fucking arousing.... I knew I might blow my own load before he did.
His naked legs slid and contorted against mine, his stomach churned with excitement, and then... Cory moaned a deep guttural cry, and he twitched and shuddered into my pumping hand, again, and again. I was surprise to see a clear jet of fluid spill from the head of his throbbing boy penis. Several other drops of his clear boy nectar dribbled from his purple, strained knob, as he clenched his legs firmly around my thighs.
His hands had gripped tightly onto my shoulders during his orgasm, and now he pulled himself into me; and just like that, it was my turn. My cock spurt pulse after sticky pulse of hot young boyseed, creaming the inside of my briefs while our hot bodies pulsed convulsively together.
My knees nearly buckled as I held Cory's naked body against mine. Our breaths strained in unison, as we began the slow withdrawal from the endorphin rush that had just coursed through our sweat dampened bodies. Cory wrapped his arms around me, lying his head in the crook of my neck. He had tears of stunned, and excited joy on his face.
We held onto one another for a minute, until Cory rose up weakly and smiled at me, then gently pushed his wet lips onto mine, tears of relief still moistening his eyes. Then he pulled back with that wonderful grin spreading his lips.
"Ho-ly-crap... That was fuckin' awesome." he beamed at me, still trembling with excitement.
"Yeah, I have to admit, that was pretty hot." I confessed. "Shit Cory, to tell you the truth, that's one of most intense orgasms I've ever had. And you... You little shit, you actually squirted some boy spunk. Did you know you could do that?"
"I, I did... Seriously. No, I didn't know I could do that. I've never really jacked off like that before, I mean, other than just playing a little, but... Man that felt so awesome, my whole body went crazy... It was amazing. Are you sure I really squirted, same as you?" I could only chuckle at Cory's first time enthusiasm.
"Yeah, you squirted, same as me." I laughed, and lifted my hand to let him see the remnants of his first orgasm. "Check it out." I said. He reached out, and traced his fingers through the remaining wet spots. I smiled, then surprised him by licking some of it from my hand. "Mmm, tasty..." I judged. Cory, eyes wide with surprise, smiled boyishly, and hugged himself to me once again.
"Awesome!" he muttered. Then he looked down at the front of my wet briefs, and touched his finger to the wet mess seeping through them. "Oh man... I didn't get to see you squirt." he said, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
I peeled down my underwear, and Cory stared at my slowly softening penis. "You look really nice." he said honestly. I realized this was the first time he had seen my dick, except for when he had first watched me through the window; when I had wanked myself at Aarons house.
Cory reached out timidly and touched my dick. I could see him shiver with excitement. Mine was the first penis other than his own, that he had touched. His face was filled with curiosity as he ran his finger through my small patch of pubes, rubbing it gently.
"Its really soft." he noted, and I couldn't help but see that his young penis was starting to stiffen once again. I smiled tenderly at his innocence and curious nature.
"We better get cleaned up for real..." I laughed. "My mom might not understand us feeling each other up like this."
I turned on the shower, and putting my hand on Cory's shoulder, I ushered him into it, just ahead of me. Stepping in behind him, we took a quick shower together, and we both enjoyed soaping each other up. Cory thoroughly boned up again as I washed his youthful penis, and I suppose I got a little stiff myself, as he spent some extra time lathering, and feeling up my boy tube as well.
There were many other things we could have done in there, but time was running short, and we agreed to take a 'proper' shower together another time. Finishing quickly, we dried off, and went back to my bedroom to put on some fresh clothes. I decided that since my mom had to work late, it might be a nice thing for me to cook dinner.
With Cory's help, we set the table and I fired up the grill on the back patio. I put some chicken on to grill, (my mom had taught me how), and Cory and I made up a great salad to go along with it. With the help of some pre packaged pasta, I made some Chicken Alfredo noodles to round out the meal.
It wasn't long before I heard my mom pull up into the garage, just as I was pulling the chicken off the grill. She was really surprised, and to my embarrassment, she gave me a big mom kiss in front of Cory. He just snickered at me, and when my mom wasn't looking he pretended to kiss me with his tongue.
We sat on the back deck and enjoyed the meal. My mom really seemed to like Cory, because he'd been such a good influence in turning my attitude around. If she only knew... We all watched TV for awhile, and before my mom went to bed, she set out some dessert for us.
"Don't stay up too late honey." She said, and then she kissed me goodnight. Cory smirked, but I had the last laugh, as this time she planted one on his forehead as well, and then said "Goodnight boys."
We stayed up kind of late; Cory had started to doze off, so I shook him, and told him we had better get to bed. We went back to my bedroom, and I locked the door behind us, then stripped down to my undies, Cory following right behind.
"Thanks. This was the best day ever..." he said tiredly, and he hugged me one more time. It felt nice, just holding each other warmly like that. "I wanted you to teach me some other stuff tonight," he yawned, "but I don't think I can make it."
"That's okay Cor. We have loads of time. Come on..." I pulled the covers down on the spare bed for him, and while he crawled in, I walked over to mine, and pulled the other bed spread down.
"No..." I heard him say, in a tired voice. And I turned to see that he was holding his covers up for me. "Over here." He offered. He gave me that charming smile of his, so I walked back and crawled under the covers with him. He smiled, and yawned, then turned onto his side and snuggled up to me.
I put my arm over him, and our bodies spooned comfortably together. His feet laced with mine, and our warm bodies seemed to be linked from head to toe. Within a minute I could hear his breathing soften. He had already fallen asleep, and in the comfort of this warm embrace, I was quick to follow.
When I woke up the next morning, it was to the comfort of warmth, still snuggled up against my body. Still lying on our sides, my arm was wrapped around Cory's chest. I could feel my heart beating softly against his bare back, and the scent of his clean blond hair in my nose.
I lay there peacefully for several minutes, simply enjoying this wonderful feeling of another human being. Cory's soft rhythmic breathing nearly lulling me back into slumber. I raised my head, and without thinking, I gently kissed the back of his ear. Cory, still sleeping, rolled over facing me, and we snuggled face to face, with his arm slid over my torso.
this was something new to me; laying there with another person. Our head just about touching, and with every breath I took, I breathed in his warm, soft exhale. Even at fourteen this felt like something truly special. Sharing breath, the very energy of another human being. It was something I will always remember.
I dozed off again for a short time, and at length, both Cory and I woke up. We just lay there for several minutes without saying a word. I wondered if he was feeling the same things that I was. "I like this..." he breathed softly, and he scootched even tighter to me, putting his top leg up over mine. It was only a moment later that I felt little Cory's hard-on pressing into my hip.
"You little horn dog..." I whispered. And Cory only giggled like the young boy that he was. His youthful giggle just made me feel good. "So, what do you wanna' do today?" I asked casually.
"I want you to teach me more stuff." he hinted. "Can we, you know, jerk off again?" Cory asked hopefully. I smiled back at the recollection.
"I can't believe you had never jacked off before." I commented. "Really, was yesterday your first time?"
"Pretty much. I mean, I keep hearing kids joke about it and stuff. And then last year when I caught my brother doing it, I kinda' tried it once or twice; but it didn't seem to do anything. I mean, it kinda felt good, but... But nothing like yesterday. That was so great. I want you to do that with me again. And, you know, other stuff I've heard about."
"Other stuff eh? Like what, exactly?" I said, teasingly.
"You know..." he said, blushing a bit. "Other stuff... Like, well I want to know what a BJ is, and how do you French kiss and stuff. And... And, you know, how do you stick your penis in... And stuff like that."
"Hmm, I don't know," I told him. "You may be kind of young for that kind of stuff."
"I am not..." he started to protest, but then he realized that I was just teasing him. Playfully he punched me on the shoulder.
"Oww... Now you have to kiss it." I joked. He smiled coyly, and then he kissed my shoulder. Then, messing with me, he kissed my neck, and then up to my cheek. He looked me in the eyes.
"So, how do you French kiss." he asked. "Is it like this..." And he stuck his tongue wetly on my cheek.
"Ugg, gross." I protested, as he laughed. "What, are you new at this?" I teased. "Try it like this." And with parted lips I softly pressed mine to his. I touched my tongue to his lips, tasting, and gently exploring him. His lips parted a bit, and I entered his mouth, our tongues met softly; timidly wandering. Because the truth is, this was my first time to French kiss as well.
Instinct seemed to take me over, and then Cory as well. You don't practice this stuff, you just do it. Guided by the pleasure of it, and motivated by my lust for this cute boy who had recued me from my loneliness.
I rolled onto my back, pulling him on top of me. My hands cupped and groped his firm round butt cheeks. I pulled him tightly against me, feeling his eager penis grind against mine, while our tongues continued to spar wetly within his mouth. The lesson was over; it was game time now. I reached down and took hold of the boxer briefs he was wearing, and stripped them off his hips, freeing his tumescent twelve year old boy shaft.
I heard him sigh with expectant pleasure. He pulled away, but only to grab my underwear and yank them down. My erect pole slapped upward to greet him. Naked now, he straddled my legs, and kneeling on his haunches over me, our smooth boy sacs rubbed on one another. He looked at me, and then took my penis into his hand.
"Whoa," he said, "that feels so warm." He seemed to like the feel of my larger penis in his hand, and he began stroking me. Even this was another first for both of us. My friend Aaron and I had jacked off many times, and though we had touched one another's dick, we had never really masturbated each other. I closed my eyes; the feel of Cory's firm hand wrapped around my pickle was awesome, and I let him work my boyhood.
With him still sitting atop my legs, I put my hands on his warm thighs and rubbed them softly. Slowly sliding my palms up onto his lean sides, holding him at the waist just at his hips. I began pulling him rhythmically into me, so that our testicles rubbed and bumped together as he stroked me. Fuck this was awesome.
Cory shifted around to find a more comfortable position, but his warm fingers never released my peg. He continued for several minutes, with me squirming slightly, enjoying every tactile sensation.
"Is that your... Giz?" Cory asked, as pre cum oozed from my piss hole. I opened my eyes to look.
"No." I half moaned, "That's precum. It makes everything slippery." And Cory ran his finger over my slit, and through the clearish drops. I moaned again and he deliberately continued to rub across my cock head while stroking me with his other hand. "Oh shit Cor... That's sooo good..." I mumbled.
Cory grinned, happy that he was pleasing me. Changing hands, he squeezed my member, milking even more juicy pre cum from me. He scooped the sticky drops onto his fingertip and examined it closely. Then boldly, and to my surprise, he did what I had done to his the day before. He suckled it off his finger.
"Mmm," he pondered, “That's not bad at all..." He slid his thumb over the tip of my glans, causing me to twitch, and then he licked his sticky thumb.
"Uhhnnnnch..." I grunted, as I could feel myself building. "Stop Cor..." I don't wanna squirt just yet.” And reluctantly he stopped jerking me. He lay down then on top of me, our naked bodies touching warmly. Cory smiled, and very much into this, he found my mouth again with his tongue, and we rubbed each other while we kissed.
It was all so fresh to both of us, new territory gratefully explored. I sucked on his tongue and then pulled his lower lip gently with my teeth, and Cory wanted to try everything that I did.
As we continued to kiss, and gently grind against each other, I reached my hand down around his firm bottom, and slid my fingers into his crease. Rubbing there, massaging his little pink pucker. Cory moaned with unexpected pleasure as I toyed playfully with his young opening. He drew one leg up, wanting me to have more access to his tender end; and I took advantage of it.
My fingers played down there, from his rosy opening to his dangling boy jewels, I fondled and played happily with him. Cory sucked at my tongue and lip, then joyfully buried his face in my neck as my finger impinged on his anus, slipping gently inside his juicy warm orifice.
His heavy breathing tickled my skin, and he began dry humping his groin into mine, with my intruding digit still sliding gently in and out of him. "Oh geeze....." he muttered,
"That feels so good.... Uhuuu...."
His humping increased, till once again I had to stop him as I neared a premature explosion that I wasn't ready for yet. "Cory, stop..." I pleaded.
"Am I doing it wrong?" he questioned sincerely
"Shit no dude. You're doing it so right that I'm about to cum..."
"So! I wanna make you cum." he said excitedly as he started humping into me again. I had to grab his hips and hold him against me; I was so close...
"Please..." he pleaded.
"Not yet." I begged. "I want to show you some other stuff."
"Like what?" Cory asked, sitting up with eager anticipation that made me laugh.
"Well, you asked what a BJ was, right?!" I reminded him. He nodded expectantly.
"Really... Cool. But, but then I want to make you cum, okay?
I rolled Cory off of me and onto his back; and the eager look on his face caused me to smile, lean down and kiss him. I straddled his slim naked body, and began kissing him gently. Slowly, I began to kiss him, sliding down his beautifully firm body. I tongued his nipple, making him shiver.
With instinct guiding me, I slid lower, kissing and licking at his sweet 'innie' of a belly button. Cory was squirming with delight as I nuzzled him. "I like BJ's." he breathed, and I looked up at him.
"Oh, we're just getting to that..." I smirked "Let's see how you like this." I took his boy peg into my hand, and with two fingers and my thumb I slid his foreskin jacket back to expose the moist purple head of his boyhood. Another first for me, I touched my tongue to him, running it wetly around that beautiful boy spike.
Cory's hips raised at the new sensation. "Aaaaaahhh...." his breath drained out of him in a gasp of unexpected pleasure as my tongue danced at his pee slit. I licked the length of him, kissing and licking gently at his scrotum. My nose filled with his tender boy scent emanating from between his soft legs.
I nuzzled his balls, gently sucking them into my mouth. The walnut sized orbs rolled there on my tongue, and I bathed his scrotum with my saliva. "Oh shiiiiii....." he groaned in pure contentment, while I licked back up and around his warm boy spike; and then sucked his shiny purple knob into my mouth. Cory's hips squirmed uncontrollably, and I could feel him arch and dig his young fingers into my shoulders, gripped in total ecstasy.
Just his squirming alone, drove me onward. I was totally excited, by the shear physical enjoyment Cory was getting out of this as he continued to writhe about beneath me. "Oh man, oh man, ohhhh..." he groaned, and I could taste leakage from his youthful prong. His tasty cock twitched and seemed to pulse in my mouth, and I sucked him harder, bobbing up and down his four inch shaft.
Reaching beneath him, I found his pink boy opening again, and my finger gently probed into the warm dampness, while I continued my loving assault on his penis. Cory's legs began to twitch and bang sporadically against me, it was sooo fucking hot. His hands rested on my head, and threaded through my hair as I bobbed playfully over him.
I sensed he was getting there, so I grabbed the base of his wet boy meat, and began stroking him, while still sucking and tonguing his knob, licking and slathering his soft foreskin. "Ohhh.... Oh fuck..." he muttered breathlessly. Cory was deep in it now. I could taste the sweet drops of pre cum that leaked from his slit, and his fingers went tight in my hair. I could feel his tummy go taut, drawing inward; his toes clenched as his feet hugged tightly to me.
And then, his whole body seemed to explode with pleasure. He grunted animalistic like, and his boyhood went into spasm. His young balls stopped slapping against him, and drew up in a knot of expulsion. I could feel the forceful spurts as his golden seed ejaculated into my mouth.
Several glorious spurts, and a number of electrified pulses after that. The quantity may not have been much, but the intensity was beyond imagination. I savored his youthful cream as his body shuddered around me...
With Cory still moaning, I pulled off of his spike and stroked him a few more times. His frame finally settled back to the bed, and I watched wide eyed as I milked a few more precious drops from his still twitching pole. I couldn't resist licking his sensitive, angry red knob, but he pulled away, too tender for him to take anymore.
I pulled away as well, and lay down next to Cory, putting my arm around his limp frame, and putting our faces closely together, kissing his soft heated cheek. His lips were parted, struggling to draw breath, and I kissed him again, then smiled and allowed him time to recover.
We said nothing for a long minute while he came down from this horny high. Finally he turned his head to look at me. A joyful tear rolled from his eye, and he smiled drunkenly at me.
"So..." I said to him. "I uh, I take it you don't care for BJ's then. He grinned that sweet little grin at me.
"Oh man..." He breathed weakly. You have to be kidding me, that was sooo amazing, I can't believe that shit." He reached down and draped his hand loosely over his tender penis. "Oh man..." he muttered again, feeling totally drained in the afterglow of his orgasm.
"Okay," I said, "So maybe you liked it just a little." I teased him.
For the next ten minutes, Cory and I just snuggled quietly. He managed to recover, and looking at me, he insisted that I keep my promise. He wanted to make me cum. With all the youthful energy of a twelve year old, Cory slid around and positioned himself self straddling my naked body. He was sitting across my abdomen, wiggling his little hips playfully, he started to slid downward to position himself so that he could jerk me off.
As he wiggled around, his naked butt slid across my erection making me gasp. Cory noticed the expression on my face, and he moved forward again, sitting with my boner trapped between my pubic mound and his slightly spread cheeks. He began working his hips back and forth, literally masturbating me with his buttocks. It was, awesome...
He squirmed in various directions, causing me to whimper, and wiggle against him. That huge boyish grin spread his features again. "You like that?" he asked, as his pink buttered asshole slid repeatedly over my stiff prong.
"Yeah," I breathed, "I like that a lot..." He smiled again and renewed his efforts to pleasure me. Not only did it feel good, but it was stimulating to watch, and his hips slid forward and back, his testicles tickling my pubes. I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have intercourse with him. Oh man...
Cory was enjoying his task though, not only happy to jerk me off this way, but at the same time he said it felt unbelievable to have my hot moist dick rubbing and sliding over his anus. He had boned up again, and he was moaning pleasantly with the erotic feelings of his stimulated boy hole. His hips thumped like a rabbits, and he had me worked up into a wild frenzy.
"I'm about there..." I gasped, "Ohhhh shit Cor, I'm there..." My body contorted and seized, my thighs went joyfully numb as my penis swelled. Cory slid backward and quickly grabbed my molten boy tube in his hand, jerking me passionately right over the edge. I blasted a rope of boy cream that blasted up to his cheek, then another, and again...
I was groaning with pleasure, and Cory's eyes were wide with amazement as he watched me spew right in front of his eyes.
And then, perhaps the biggest surprise of all; Cory hunched over and dropped his head, taking my still squirting rod into his mouth. "Unnccchhhh...." I moaned as his tongue wrapped around my knob, suckling my juices.... "Ohhh, fuccccccc..." I groaned.
Cory pulled me out of his mouth and licked the swollen head like a dripping popsicle. My eyes squeezed tightly shut against the shear tenderness of the contact, “Mmm, mmm, mmm..." Cory uttered, as he licked me clean of my seed.
He stopped then and licked his lips hungrily, then smiled up at me with curious satisfaction on his face. "How'd I do..." he asked expectantly.
"You'll never know how good that felt." I praised him between breaths. "Thanks bro."
"Awesome..." Cory grinned, and then leaned over to kiss my tummy where some of my giz had landed. Reaching down I took him in my hands and pulled him up till he was lying on my chest, and I hugged him to me. He lay there, skin to sticky skin and we just held each other for several minutes while I recovered.
"That was so cool." Cory said, his head still resting on my upper chest. "When your dick was kinda' between my butt like that, and rubbing over my bunghole, it was so awesome. I almost wanted to stick your whole dick inside of me." he said, looking up to see my reaction. I grinned and kissed him wetly.
"Me too," I confessed. "It was crazy, I was so horny that I wondered what it would be like to, you know, fuck you." Cory smiled thoughtfully as we lay there.
"Maybe we could try that later, if you want." he suggested. I raised my head to look into his green eyes.
"Really? Yes please..." I said with a little laugh. We lay there with him on top of me for several long minutes, our bodies nestled warmly together. My hand idly stroking up and down the smooth soft skin of his back.
I could tell from his soft breathing that Cory had dozed off, nestled in my warm embrace, and surely spent from our boy play. It all felt wonderful to me; and I was aware of everything. The warmth of his naked skin against mine, the feel of his soft penis pressed between our bodies, and the tender tickle of his breath against my skin.
I lay there thinking about everything that had happened these past few days. Thinking back to the lonely despair that had been smothering me and stealing my happiness. And now... With just the simple gesture of a young boy, asking me if I was alright; my whole world had changed. Life was, as my young friend Cory would say, 'Awesome'.
I raised my head from the bed, and kissed Cory's soft blond hair, wrapping my arms around his warm boyish torso. "Thanks..." I breathed, as a tear trailed softly down my cheek.
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I didn't get to see Cory that next day. My mom had run us all over the place, shopping and running all her dumb errands. I really wasn't thrilled about wasting my day this way, but my mom seemed to need my help with some things, and she had noticed that my mood and attitude was suddenly a lot better than it had been in previous weeks.
When we got home that evening, I called Cory, and we talked on the phone for about half an hour or so. He had spent the day just hanging around his house, putting up with his brother, and playing basketball in the back yard with some of his friends.
I told him the boring details of 'hanging' out with my mom, and that she had taken me to the post office, so that I could mail the basketball net that I had taken down, to my friend Aaron.
Cory and I agreed to get together again the next day, and I found that I was really looking forward to it. I had been thinking about him quite a lot while running around with my mom. And, that night I had another, shall we say, 'sticky' dream. And though I couldn't remember all the details when I woke up the next morning, I did remember that Cory had been featured prominently in it. If you know what I mean...
I did my usual routine, starting with a shower to rinse away the dried boy spunk that had magically turned up on my belly and pubes. After making a quick breakfast, I
studied my mom's 'to do' list, and knew that it wouldn't take too long to finish up those chores and make her happy. Then, the rest of the day was mine.
About ten thirty Cory called, anxiously wanting to know if I was coming over today as we'd planned. I told him that I was just about finished with my chores, and then I would head over to his house. He sounded kind of relieved. After watering my mom's outdoor flower beds, I hopped on my bike and headed out to Cory's.
When I rode up to Cory's driveway, I saw him hauling a garbage can out to the curb. And he was yelling at some kid standing on the front porch. I looked at him, and could see that he had been crying, although he quickly tried to hide that from me.
Just then a car pulled up to the curb with several teenagers in it, and the kid on the porch came jogging out to meet them. It was Cory's older brother, and he walked past me, and looked at his brother, calling him a 'Dildo' as he got into the car.
"You're a prick..." Cory yelled at him, with a quiver in his voice. But his brother and his friends just laughed at him as the drove off.
"You okay?" I asked, seeing a tear roll down his youthful cheek.
"No," he muttered under his breath, "I hate Mark. He's a total dick!" And having said that, he started for the house. I followed him inside and into the kitchen.
I put my hands on his shoulders and turned him around, facing me. He just looked down at the floor, and a small stutter in his breathing told me that he was still crying. I put my arms around his shoulders reassuringly, trying to comfort him.
"He... He's just a prick..." Cory stuttered through his tears. "He makes fun of me, makes me do his chores, and he flips me shit all the time. I'm sick of it."
"Forget it dude" I told him, and raised my hand from his shoulders to softly tousle his long blond hair. He looked sideways at me, and I smiled, making a face at him, and in a goofy voice I said, "Does somebody need a hug?" He managed to laugh a little, and I pulled him into me for a sturdy bear hug, which made him laugh some more.
With that behind us, we went out to the backyard and decided to kick a soccer ball around for awhile. It was kind of fun, and in a few minutes, Cory was laughing and had regained his sweet smile; totally forgetting about his older brother.
Cory's dog kept chasing the ball around, so we kind of made a game of that for a little while, chasing all around the back yard until all of us were worn out. Well, all of us except the dog, who still wanted to play. We sat in the grass to rest, but that ended when Cory jumped on me, wanting to wrestle. I weighed more than he did obviously, so I just kind of toyed around with him, but I have to admit the little guy was pretty tough, and we both got a good workout, rolling around and grappling with each other.
I also noticed that I was enjoying the wrestling a little too much. We had taken off our shirts, and rolling around like that just wearing shorts. Of course there was a lot of skin to skin contact, which once again felt more than a little arousing to me. I had Cory almost pinned on the ground, face down under me, our bare legs interlaced, and my chest pressing tightly against his back, with my groin nestled innocently against his butt.
I wrapped him up tightly, telling him playfully to surrender. With my cheek against his ear, the smell of his soft blond hair and the warmth of his body was almost too much, and I just wanted to stay like this.
When he finally gave up, we just kind of lay there together, and neither of us seemed to be in a hurry to roll away from each other. Finally, feeling more than a little parched, we went inside to grab some juice, and while we were in the kitchen the phone rang.
His mom was calling just to check in with him, and she told him she wanted him to do a few chores, including giving the dog a much needed bath. She wanted this all done before he went out anywhere. He rolled his eyes at me. (See, I told you that was part of getting orders from your parents). I just laughed at him, and waited for him to hang up.
Cory was miffed, because the chores were for both him and his older brother, who of course was not home to help out. I told him I'd help him get the chores done, and together we wrapped them up fairly quickly. All he had left to do was to give his dog a bath. We took the dog downstairs to the laundry room, where there was a low, deep welled basin. Cory filled it part way with water and we hoisted the dog up into it.
He poured some shampoo on its back, and I held the dog still while Cory scrubbed it down. The dog fidgeted, and shook, not really enjoying the bath. Soapy water seemed to splash everywhere, with big globs of it landing on Cory's face and bare chest.
We were both laughing at the mess it was making, and I reached over to wipe the suds off Cory's face, before it dripped down into his eyes. Then, just because I wanted to, I put my wet soapy hand on his bare chest, and wiped away the suds that were sliding down over his chest and little nipple. I was beginning to realize that I was feeling more than just friendship for Cory, I was... Well, I was falling for him...
"Glad that's done." Cory said finally, as we pulled the dog out of the basin and began drying it off. "Now I need to take a shower." he remarked, looking down at his grimy shorts and soap covered chest. "Can you finish drying off Duke while I get cleaned up?"
"No prob..." I answered, with a smile. And I watched as Cory turned and began to walk down the hallway. I realized I'd much rather have followed him than stay and dry off the stupid dog. After I had finished my task, I headed down the hall as well, toward the sound of the shower.
At the other end of the hall was Cory's bedroom, a bathroom, and across the hallway from his, was his brother’s Mark's bedroom. Cory had left the bathroom door wide open, and I stood in the doorway looking in. Cory was standing in the shower, and though the glass door was lightly frosted, I could clearly see his naked outline moving behind it.
"I finished drying the mutt." I called out to him from the doorway.
"Cool, thanks." Cory answered. "I'm almost finished too." And I continued standing in the doorway watching his naked outline moving just beyond the shower door. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the door jamb, and once again I could feel myself starting to bone up.
The sight of his sleek, tanned silhouette was almost too much for me. I decided to go into Cory's bedroom across the hall and wait for him. I mean, what would he think if he knew I was attracted to him like this? And, for that matter, why the fuck was I attracted to him in this way. And even though this was all very confusing to me, I knew that I totally liked the feelings I was getting.
Cory had a large bedroom; it was bigger than mine actually. There was a dresser and two single beds, with an end table in between them. There was a comfortable recliner in one corner, and a small bench with a TV on top of it. I sat on the end of the first bed and waited for Cory to finish.
It was only another minute, and then Cory, his body still wet, walked into the room lightly holding his towel around his waist. I looked at his beautiful, boyish body, glistening and beaded with water as he walked past me.
Without any shyness, he stood beside the other bed, and pulled the towel from around his waist. He smiled at me and casually started drying himself. I was lost in a trance at that point. He was beautiful. His flat stomach tapered down to form the distinct 'V' groove that ran from his lower abdomen to his groin. I shuddered excitedly at the sight.
And there below his naked pubic mound, was his flaccid penis. It was, in a word, splendid. He wasn't circumcised, and there was a snug bunch of loose flesh hanging from the tip of his soft boyhood. He was bigger than I had expected, a good three inches, not including that sweet clutch of foreskin. His genitals glistened with water, and wiggled about as he towel dried his hair. His young testicles were loose, in their smooth hairless sac, and they swung back and forth easily as Cory dried himself.
I swallowed with great difficulty, mesmerized by his youthful genitals. There were sexual sensations churning deep inside of me, and I honestly didn't know what to do; but I couldn't manage to look away. Surly he could see the way I was looking at him. I finally forced myself to look down; feeling rather embarrassed that I was even attracted to him in this way. I fixed my gaze on the ground for a minute, and when I looked up again, Cory had finished drying himself, and he stood there simply looking at me.
"Can I ask you something?" he questioned softly. I looked up into his eyes, a little worried what he might be thinking about.
"Um, sure..." I said. And now it was Cory who seemed to pause for an uncomfortable moment.
"I was just wondering... Well... The other day, when you were inside your buddy Aaron's house... You know, in his bedroom." he paused. "What... What were you doing in there?" I looked at him, and both of us seemed just a touch embarrassed now.
"Did you... Did you see me in there?" I asked him. Cory nodded shyly; and I knew he'd seen me masturbating through the window.
"Well, I was, I was just really missing my best friend, and so... We used to jack off together sometimes." I looked at him to see his reaction. To my surprise though, Cory walked over to where I was sitting on the bed, and still naked, he sat down right beside me.
"I'm sorry." he offered. "I didn't mean to spy on you like that." I just smiled sympathetically and shrugged.
"No big deal." I reassured him.
"So... I kinda know what that is, you know, jacking off I mean. But... What was that stuff that came out of your, you know, your penis." he asked with a slight blush. I was a little surprised that he didn't seem to know. He's twelve, and kids that age always talk about that kind of stuff.
"Really? You don't know?" I asked, but I could tell that he honestly wasn't sure.
"Well, I've heard some stuff," Cory said, "but no one ever tells me for sure. I saw my brother doing it once, but he got really pissed off at me, and told me if I ever said anything about it to mom, he'd beat the shit out of me. That's why I never asked you about it before this. I thought you'd get mad at me." Cory looked at me hopefully. I looked into his innocent face, and just melted.
"I would never be mad at you." I told him honestly. Then I tried to explain to him about jacking off, and what happens to your body, and about the 'stuff' that squirts out of it. He sat intently listening to me, and when I had finished, I looked down to see that he had a total hard on. He quickly looked up at me, blushing, and reached quickly for his towel to cover it.
"Don't..." I said quietly, stopping his arm. "Don't be embarrassed, you look fantastic." I nodded. He looked at me again, and I smiled warmly at him. "Besides... I have a boner too." Cory looked down at my groin, and the obvious tent, bulging in my shorts.
He grinned timidly at me, and I put my arm around his naked shoulders, holding him to me. He looked up into my eyes. He was so cute, and our faces were mere inches apart. My heart was thumping in my chest, and I looked from his eyes to his soft youthful lips, then back into his eyes.
"Can I..." I whispered. "I mean, don't take this the wrong way, but... I kind of want to... But before I could say another word, Cory leaned his naked torso into me, and gently pushed his soft lips onto mine. It only lasted for a second, but it was a very tender moment, when two boys shared their lonely souls... It was wonderful.
My mind was racing when we separated. The brief kiss had been the most meaningful moment I could ever remember. I looked at Cory's face, totally excited by what had just transpired between us. We both stood up, and Cory smiled timidly. He put his arms around me and hugged himself to me. I could feel his youthfully firm erection pushing against the inside of my thigh, and most certainly he could feel my erect member pressed against him.
Like pigeons flying out of an empty barn, the ghosts of my loneliness seemed to fly away from me in that moment. I had found something that I desperately needed, and as I felt Cory's excited heartbeat, softly thumping against my chest, I knew that he had found something as well.
"Will you teach me about this stuff?" Cory asked me with honest innocence.
"What stuff?" I asked. And after a short pause, I felt his hand gently touch my penis.
"This stuff..." he answered, blushing visibly. "There's no one else who'll teach me about it." He looked up at me curiously. I answered his question by leaning forward and kissing him on the lips, lingering there for several long seconds. He beamed that wonderful grin at me, his green eyes sparkling through joyful tears, as we hugged again.
Suddenly we heard a door bang shut upstairs, and then we heard his brother’s voice.
"Cory? Are you here?" his broth called out, and we moved apart quickly.
"I'm downstairs." Cory shouted back up to him, as he quickly pulled on a pair of shorts. We could hear another voice upstairs as well, apparently Mark had come home with one of his friends. They came thumping down the stairs, and Mark stuck his head
into Cory's room. He saw me and nodded.
"Hey." He said, in informal greeting.
"Hey Mark." I answered. Then he looked over at Cory.
"How come your hair's wet?" he asked, though he probably didn't care in the least.
"We gave the dog a bath." Cory answered coolly, and he pulled a fresh tee shirt from one of his dresser drawers.
"Good! That dog stinks half the time." Mark mumbled. "Did mom call?" And Cory just nodded. And with that, Mark and his friend walked past and went into Mark's bedroom, closing the door behind them. Cory shook his head, and pulled his tee shirt on, and we headed back upstairs.
"I wish you were my brother!" Cory stated honestly.
"I'm better than a brother," I answered, "I'm your friend." We smiled at each other. "Hey," I said out loud, as something just occurred to me. "You think your mom would let you spend the night?" I could see Cory's face light up at the mere suggestion of it. Clearly he loved the idea.
"Yes!" he said excitedly. "She already told me I should have you over some night. So I'm sure she'd be okay with this..." He quickly grabbed up the phone, anxious to give her a call.
He talked with his mom on the phone for a few minutes, and I heard him saying things like, 'Yes Mom', and 'I will mom'. Then he turned happily to me, and with a huge grin he said that it was okay, he could spend the night. I felt as excited as he did, and we traipsed back downstairs to his bedroom to grab a bag and stuff some clothes into it.
"Do I need a sleeping bag?' he asked.
"Nah... We're cool, plenty of room." I grinned at him. He hollered at Mark's bedroom door, telling him that he was going over to my house. To which his brother only answered, 'Good', through the door. I shook my head, realizing just what a prick Mark really was. Cory and I headed back upstairs and out the front door. We scooped up our bikes, and feeling really happy, we started for my house.
When we got there, I called my mom on the phone. I thought it might be a good idea to let her know what we were doing. She was okay with it, especially as she had seen the change in my demeanor since I met Cory.
We took the younger boy's bag into my room and tossed it onto the bed, kicked off our shoes, and then realizing we were hungry, we went out to the kitchen and I made a couple of Hoagie sandwiches while Cory grabbed some sodas, and a bag of chips from the cupboard.
Sitting up at the counter, we chowed down greedily, and just talked and laughed while we stuffed our faces. We even had a small burping contest with our sodas. Come on, we're boys, what did you expect... Cory reached out with his toe, and bumped my ankle.
"Thanks..." he said genuinely. "I really do wish you were my brother." I smiled back at him, then reached out my toe and affectionately stroked the top of his foot.
"Me too..." I mused, and we innocently bumped and rubbed our feet together till we had finished our lunch.
We spent the rest of the afternoon just messing around outside and riding around the neighborhood. When we came back to the house, it was late in the afternoon; we kicked off our shoes when we came in, and I noticed there was a new phone message from my mom. She was running late at work, and she said she'd make dinner for us when she got home in about two hours, if we could wait that long.
We were both kind of grimy, having messed around all day, so I decided we should get cleaned up before my mom got home. Cory and I went back to my bedroom to change. We both pulled off our shirts, and as I took my socks off, I noticed Cory was studying me, with a slight smirk. Then he sat on the bed and pulled off his socks as well. We both peeled off our shorts, so that we were wearing only our cotton briefs.
"Come on." I said, taking hold of his wrist and pulling him up off the bed. We marched across the hall to the bathroom, where I stood at the sink and turned the water on. Cory stepped over to the toilet, and hooking his thumb in his shorts, he pulled himself out and began to pee. I couldn't help but to look over and watch, still rather intrigued by the soft wrinkle of his foreskin.
He looked over at me and grinned. I just felt so comfortable with him, and in such a short time. I was so happy that he'd found me. I just couldn't imagine going on the way I had been. Things had been so lonely for me, and I smiled appreciatively, knowing that Cory surly felt the same way.
When Cory finished pissing, he shook himself off, and came over to stand beside me as I put a wash cloth under the warm water. Cory put his hand up on my bare shoulder, and rested his head against my arm as he watched my movements in the mirror.
"So, I was wondering..." he started, "Maybe if we have time, well... You could start showing me some 'stuff', you know." And his hand was now gently rubbing there between my shoulder blades. I looked at him in the mirror, and smiled softly at the innocent visage of this cute twelve year old beside me.
"You little horn dog." I teased him. "You're just trying to get me boned up again, aren't you?" His eyes widened with amused surprise.
"What..? Nuh-uh..." he said with mock indignation. We both laughed. I turned to him, and putting my hands under his armpits, I lifted him so that he was sitting on the edge of the counter. I almost had to laugh, at the look of anticipation on his face.
I picked up the warm, wet washcloth, and sliding it across his tanned shoulder, I began to softly bathe his upper chest. He smiled softly at my gentle touch, as I stroked the warm cloth over him, slowly, tenderly rubbing my thumb teasingly across his dime sized pebble of a boy nipple, and then down his lean torso to his firm, but soft abdomen.
Cory watched me intently all the while, as I bathed him, almost lovingly. I dropped down, softly washing his young thighs, pushing teasingly upward into the gap of his underwear, till my fingers just brushed the soft skin of his boy sac. I continued this playful bath, and moving downward I gently cupped the heel of his foot, lifting it with my hand, holding it while I washed the smooth hairless skin of his lower legs.
With a smile, I glanced up at him, and now he had his eyes closed and his head tilted slightly back with pleasure. Clearly he was enjoying the attention and my tender touch on his naked skin. I could almost see his heart beating contentedly beneath his smooth skinned chest. Tenderly I began to bathe his compact boyish foot and toes.
"That tickles..." he giggled softly, but he made no effort to pull his little foot away. I set the washcloth aside, and stepped forward against the counter, with his bare legs dangling on either side of me. I lay my hands on his thighs, and gently began massaging his quads, rubbing my hands further and further up his bare legs.
"Mmmm... This feels so good..." he mumbled softly. I knew the more stimulated he was, the more enjoyable it would be for him when he finally masturbated. I slid my fingers up under the lower edge of his briefs, still massaging the insides of his warm thighs. Cory was all but cooing with the sensuous contact, and personally, I had long since gone totally rigid in my own briefs.
I pulled my hands away from his thighs, and smiling at him I moved his arms up around my neck. "Hold on..." I instructed, and as he did, I stood up more, lifting his weight just a bit off the counter, enabling me to slip his briefs off, beneath his bum, and pull them forward down his thighs. I set him down, and pulled his shorts over his knees, and let them drop freely to the bathroom floor.
Cory's young penis was pointing up toward the ceiling, the head of it just peeking out of his stretched, taut foreskin. I could feel my own penis twitch; just the sight of his youthful erection was sending me into overdrive. I reached out and timidly touched the purple tip of his boypole. It jerked beneath my fingers, and he drew in a sharp, but excited breath...
I smiled at him, as he looked at me wonderingly, and the expression on his young face was one of total contentment. He trusted me implicitly, and he knew as well as I did that this was more than just a lesson on masturbation. This was a moment. A moment of bonding between two lonely souls; both simply wanting to feel needed, and loved.
He smiled so tenderly at me, and surprised me with a quick, soft kiss on the lips. His lips were so soft and sweet, I could have cum right there myself. With a mischievous smile, I spit on the tips of my fingers, and then reached down again and pinched the soft tissue of Cory's foreskin.
I squeezed it gently, sliding the loose skin up and down over his tip, wetting his bulb with my spittle. I could feel his body squirm with joyous feelings that he had likely never experienced before. I could hear his breath catch, and a pleasing moan escaped between pursed lips.
This was not how I had intended to show him how to masturbate, but we were both so caught up in the moment, and in his pleasure that I couldn't just stop. It had long since gone past being a lesson.
With each downward push, I gazed at the reddish purple head of his penis, now moist with my spit. He was rocking slightly with each gentle stroke of my fingers, moving in rhythm with my movements. I realize that I was lightly moving my hips as well, pumping my groin against the inside of his warm thighs. I still had my briefs on, but I wasn't about to stop just to pull them off; things were already too intense. And already a wet spot had formed on the thin cotton fabric, as I leaked excited precum from my rigid, throbbing tool.
Cory's eyes were tightly closed, pinched shut in joyful intensity. His lips were parted, and he was moaning softly, "Uhhh... Uhh, uhhhhh....." he moaned contentedly. He had clearly never been here before. The arousal he was feeling, the intense spasms of joy were all new territory to his young pubescent body. I stroked him several long minutes, wriggling my fingers near his tip, just the way I liked it; and it left him gasping, squirming his bare buttocks on the counter. Surely it must be arousing on his pink anus, the way he squirmed.
I increased my speed, and the length of my stroke on his tumescent boy tube. His thin, buttery smooth shaft was at least four firm inches, and his soft, pliable skin was wrapped snugly like warm silk around his stiff rubbery peg.
Fuck, it was turning me on so badly. My own dick continued to leak precum in copious amounts as my hips rocked against the softness of Cory's legs. I could hear his breath coming now in sharp gasps, and I stroked his bare thigh with my free hand. Cory's legs began to twitch, his toes curled downward as his feet twitched. He was close. Even I could feel that.
"Ohhhh, ohhhh..."he moaned, "Br... Brad, I... I can't.... Uhhh, ohhhhh....." His body began to seize and tremble. The intensity of his impending orgasm was too much, and I could feel myself going over the edge as well... His youthful moans were so fucking arousing.... I knew I might blow my own load before he did.
His naked legs slid and contorted against mine, his stomach churned with excitement, and then... Cory moaned a deep guttural cry, and he twitched and shuddered into my pumping hand, again, and again. I was surprise to see a clear jet of fluid spill from the head of his throbbing boy penis. Several other drops of his clear boy nectar dribbled from his purple, strained knob, as he clenched his legs firmly around my thighs.
His hands had gripped tightly onto my shoulders during his orgasm, and now he pulled himself into me; and just like that, it was my turn. My cock spurt pulse after sticky pulse of hot young boyseed, creaming the inside of my briefs while our hot bodies pulsed convulsively together.
My knees nearly buckled as I held Cory's naked body against mine. Our breaths strained in unison, as we began the slow withdrawal from the endorphin rush that had just coursed through our sweat dampened bodies. Cory wrapped his arms around me, lying his head in the crook of my neck. He had tears of stunned, and excited joy on his face.
We held onto one another for a minute, until Cory rose up weakly and smiled at me, then gently pushed his wet lips onto mine, tears of relief still moistening his eyes. Then he pulled back with that wonderful grin spreading his lips.
"Ho-ly-crap... That was fuckin' awesome." he beamed at me, still trembling with excitement.
"Yeah, I have to admit, that was pretty hot." I confessed. "Shit Cory, to tell you the truth, that's one of most intense orgasms I've ever had. And you... You little shit, you actually squirted some boy spunk. Did you know you could do that?"
"I, I did... Seriously. No, I didn't know I could do that. I've never really jacked off like that before, I mean, other than just playing a little, but... Man that felt so awesome, my whole body went crazy... It was amazing. Are you sure I really squirted, same as you?" I could only chuckle at Cory's first time enthusiasm.
"Yeah, you squirted, same as me." I laughed, and lifted my hand to let him see the remnants of his first orgasm. "Check it out." I said. He reached out, and traced his fingers through the remaining wet spots. I smiled, then surprised him by licking some of it from my hand. "Mmm, tasty..." I judged. Cory, eyes wide with surprise, smiled boyishly, and hugged himself to me once again.
"Awesome!" he muttered. Then he looked down at the front of my wet briefs, and touched his finger to the wet mess seeping through them. "Oh man... I didn't get to see you squirt." he said, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
I peeled down my underwear, and Cory stared at my slowly softening penis. "You look really nice." he said honestly. I realized this was the first time he had seen my dick, except for when he had first watched me through the window; when I had wanked myself at Aarons house.
Cory reached out timidly and touched my dick. I could see him shiver with excitement. Mine was the first penis other than his own, that he had touched. His face was filled with curiosity as he ran his finger through my small patch of pubes, rubbing it gently.
"Its really soft." he noted, and I couldn't help but see that his young penis was starting to stiffen once again. I smiled tenderly at his innocence and curious nature.
"We better get cleaned up for real..." I laughed. "My mom might not understand us feeling each other up like this."
I turned on the shower, and putting my hand on Cory's shoulder, I ushered him into it, just ahead of me. Stepping in behind him, we took a quick shower together, and we both enjoyed soaping each other up. Cory thoroughly boned up again as I washed his youthful penis, and I suppose I got a little stiff myself, as he spent some extra time lathering, and feeling up my boy tube as well.
There were many other things we could have done in there, but time was running short, and we agreed to take a 'proper' shower together another time. Finishing quickly, we dried off, and went back to my bedroom to put on some fresh clothes. I decided that since my mom had to work late, it might be a nice thing for me to cook dinner.
With Cory's help, we set the table and I fired up the grill on the back patio. I put some chicken on to grill, (my mom had taught me how), and Cory and I made up a great salad to go along with it. With the help of some pre packaged pasta, I made some Chicken Alfredo noodles to round out the meal.
It wasn't long before I heard my mom pull up into the garage, just as I was pulling the chicken off the grill. She was really surprised, and to my embarrassment, she gave me a big mom kiss in front of Cory. He just snickered at me, and when my mom wasn't looking he pretended to kiss me with his tongue.
We sat on the back deck and enjoyed the meal. My mom really seemed to like Cory, because he'd been such a good influence in turning my attitude around. If she only knew... We all watched TV for awhile, and before my mom went to bed, she set out some dessert for us.
"Don't stay up too late honey." She said, and then she kissed me goodnight. Cory smirked, but I had the last laugh, as this time she planted one on his forehead as well, and then said "Goodnight boys."
We stayed up kind of late; Cory had started to doze off, so I shook him, and told him we had better get to bed. We went back to my bedroom, and I locked the door behind us, then stripped down to my undies, Cory following right behind.
"Thanks. This was the best day ever..." he said tiredly, and he hugged me one more time. It felt nice, just holding each other warmly like that. "I wanted you to teach me some other stuff tonight," he yawned, "but I don't think I can make it."
"That's okay Cor. We have loads of time. Come on..." I pulled the covers down on the spare bed for him, and while he crawled in, I walked over to mine, and pulled the other bed spread down.
"No..." I heard him say, in a tired voice. And I turned to see that he was holding his covers up for me. "Over here." He offered. He gave me that charming smile of his, so I walked back and crawled under the covers with him. He smiled, and yawned, then turned onto his side and snuggled up to me.
I put my arm over him, and our bodies spooned comfortably together. His feet laced with mine, and our warm bodies seemed to be linked from head to toe. Within a minute I could hear his breathing soften. He had already fallen asleep, and in the comfort of this warm embrace, I was quick to follow.
When I woke up the next morning, it was to the comfort of warmth, still snuggled up against my body. Still lying on our sides, my arm was wrapped around Cory's chest. I could feel my heart beating softly against his bare back, and the scent of his clean blond hair in my nose.
I lay there peacefully for several minutes, simply enjoying this wonderful feeling of another human being. Cory's soft rhythmic breathing nearly lulling me back into slumber. I raised my head, and without thinking, I gently kissed the back of his ear. Cory, still sleeping, rolled over facing me, and we snuggled face to face, with his arm slid over my torso.
this was something new to me; laying there with another person. Our head just about touching, and with every breath I took, I breathed in his warm, soft exhale. Even at fourteen this felt like something truly special. Sharing breath, the very energy of another human being. It was something I will always remember.
I dozed off again for a short time, and at length, both Cory and I woke up. We just lay there for several minutes without saying a word. I wondered if he was feeling the same things that I was. "I like this..." he breathed softly, and he scootched even tighter to me, putting his top leg up over mine. It was only a moment later that I felt little Cory's hard-on pressing into my hip.
"You little horn dog..." I whispered. And Cory only giggled like the young boy that he was. His youthful giggle just made me feel good. "So, what do you wanna' do today?" I asked casually.
"I want you to teach me more stuff." he hinted. "Can we, you know, jerk off again?" Cory asked hopefully. I smiled back at the recollection.
"I can't believe you had never jacked off before." I commented. "Really, was yesterday your first time?"
"Pretty much. I mean, I keep hearing kids joke about it and stuff. And then last year when I caught my brother doing it, I kinda' tried it once or twice; but it didn't seem to do anything. I mean, it kinda felt good, but... But nothing like yesterday. That was so great. I want you to do that with me again. And, you know, other stuff I've heard about."
"Other stuff eh? Like what, exactly?" I said, teasingly.
"You know..." he said, blushing a bit. "Other stuff... Like, well I want to know what a BJ is, and how do you French kiss and stuff. And... And, you know, how do you stick your penis in... And stuff like that."
"Hmm, I don't know," I told him. "You may be kind of young for that kind of stuff."
"I am not..." he started to protest, but then he realized that I was just teasing him. Playfully he punched me on the shoulder.
"Oww... Now you have to kiss it." I joked. He smiled coyly, and then he kissed my shoulder. Then, messing with me, he kissed my neck, and then up to my cheek. He looked me in the eyes.
"So, how do you French kiss." he asked. "Is it like this..." And he stuck his tongue wetly on my cheek.
"Ugg, gross." I protested, as he laughed. "What, are you new at this?" I teased. "Try it like this." And with parted lips I softly pressed mine to his. I touched my tongue to his lips, tasting, and gently exploring him. His lips parted a bit, and I entered his mouth, our tongues met softly; timidly wandering. Because the truth is, this was my first time to French kiss as well.
Instinct seemed to take me over, and then Cory as well. You don't practice this stuff, you just do it. Guided by the pleasure of it, and motivated by my lust for this cute boy who had recued me from my loneliness.
I rolled onto my back, pulling him on top of me. My hands cupped and groped his firm round butt cheeks. I pulled him tightly against me, feeling his eager penis grind against mine, while our tongues continued to spar wetly within his mouth. The lesson was over; it was game time now. I reached down and took hold of the boxer briefs he was wearing, and stripped them off his hips, freeing his tumescent twelve year old boy shaft.
I heard him sigh with expectant pleasure. He pulled away, but only to grab my underwear and yank them down. My erect pole slapped upward to greet him. Naked now, he straddled my legs, and kneeling on his haunches over me, our smooth boy sacs rubbed on one another. He looked at me, and then took my penis into his hand.
"Whoa," he said, "that feels so warm." He seemed to like the feel of my larger penis in his hand, and he began stroking me. Even this was another first for both of us. My friend Aaron and I had jacked off many times, and though we had touched one another's dick, we had never really masturbated each other. I closed my eyes; the feel of Cory's firm hand wrapped around my pickle was awesome, and I let him work my boyhood.
With him still sitting atop my legs, I put my hands on his warm thighs and rubbed them softly. Slowly sliding my palms up onto his lean sides, holding him at the waist just at his hips. I began pulling him rhythmically into me, so that our testicles rubbed and bumped together as he stroked me. Fuck this was awesome.
Cory shifted around to find a more comfortable position, but his warm fingers never released my peg. He continued for several minutes, with me squirming slightly, enjoying every tactile sensation.
"Is that your... Giz?" Cory asked, as pre cum oozed from my piss hole. I opened my eyes to look.
"No." I half moaned, "That's precum. It makes everything slippery." And Cory ran his finger over my slit, and through the clearish drops. I moaned again and he deliberately continued to rub across my cock head while stroking me with his other hand. "Oh shit Cor... That's sooo good..." I mumbled.
Cory grinned, happy that he was pleasing me. Changing hands, he squeezed my member, milking even more juicy pre cum from me. He scooped the sticky drops onto his fingertip and examined it closely. Then boldly, and to my surprise, he did what I had done to his the day before. He suckled it off his finger.
"Mmm," he pondered, “That's not bad at all..." He slid his thumb over the tip of my glans, causing me to twitch, and then he licked his sticky thumb.
"Uhhnnnnch..." I grunted, as I could feel myself building. "Stop Cor..." I don't wanna squirt just yet.” And reluctantly he stopped jerking me. He lay down then on top of me, our naked bodies touching warmly. Cory smiled, and very much into this, he found my mouth again with his tongue, and we rubbed each other while we kissed.
It was all so fresh to both of us, new territory gratefully explored. I sucked on his tongue and then pulled his lower lip gently with my teeth, and Cory wanted to try everything that I did.
As we continued to kiss, and gently grind against each other, I reached my hand down around his firm bottom, and slid my fingers into his crease. Rubbing there, massaging his little pink pucker. Cory moaned with unexpected pleasure as I toyed playfully with his young opening. He drew one leg up, wanting me to have more access to his tender end; and I took advantage of it.
My fingers played down there, from his rosy opening to his dangling boy jewels, I fondled and played happily with him. Cory sucked at my tongue and lip, then joyfully buried his face in my neck as my finger impinged on his anus, slipping gently inside his juicy warm orifice.
His heavy breathing tickled my skin, and he began dry humping his groin into mine, with my intruding digit still sliding gently in and out of him. "Oh geeze....." he muttered,
"That feels so good.... Uhuuu...."
His humping increased, till once again I had to stop him as I neared a premature explosion that I wasn't ready for yet. "Cory, stop..." I pleaded.
"Am I doing it wrong?" he questioned sincerely
"Shit no dude. You're doing it so right that I'm about to cum..."
"So! I wanna make you cum." he said excitedly as he started humping into me again. I had to grab his hips and hold him against me; I was so close...
"Please..." he pleaded.
"Not yet." I begged. "I want to show you some other stuff."
"Like what?" Cory asked, sitting up with eager anticipation that made me laugh.
"Well, you asked what a BJ was, right?!" I reminded him. He nodded expectantly.
"Really... Cool. But, but then I want to make you cum, okay?
I rolled Cory off of me and onto his back; and the eager look on his face caused me to smile, lean down and kiss him. I straddled his slim naked body, and began kissing him gently. Slowly, I began to kiss him, sliding down his beautifully firm body. I tongued his nipple, making him shiver.
With instinct guiding me, I slid lower, kissing and licking at his sweet 'innie' of a belly button. Cory was squirming with delight as I nuzzled him. "I like BJ's." he breathed, and I looked up at him.
"Oh, we're just getting to that..." I smirked "Let's see how you like this." I took his boy peg into my hand, and with two fingers and my thumb I slid his foreskin jacket back to expose the moist purple head of his boyhood. Another first for me, I touched my tongue to him, running it wetly around that beautiful boy spike.
Cory's hips raised at the new sensation. "Aaaaaahhh...." his breath drained out of him in a gasp of unexpected pleasure as my tongue danced at his pee slit. I licked the length of him, kissing and licking gently at his scrotum. My nose filled with his tender boy scent emanating from between his soft legs.
I nuzzled his balls, gently sucking them into my mouth. The walnut sized orbs rolled there on my tongue, and I bathed his scrotum with my saliva. "Oh shiiiiii....." he groaned in pure contentment, while I licked back up and around his warm boy spike; and then sucked his shiny purple knob into my mouth. Cory's hips squirmed uncontrollably, and I could feel him arch and dig his young fingers into my shoulders, gripped in total ecstasy.
Just his squirming alone, drove me onward. I was totally excited, by the shear physical enjoyment Cory was getting out of this as he continued to writhe about beneath me. "Oh man, oh man, ohhhh..." he groaned, and I could taste leakage from his youthful prong. His tasty cock twitched and seemed to pulse in my mouth, and I sucked him harder, bobbing up and down his four inch shaft.
Reaching beneath him, I found his pink boy opening again, and my finger gently probed into the warm dampness, while I continued my loving assault on his penis. Cory's legs began to twitch and bang sporadically against me, it was sooo fucking hot. His hands rested on my head, and threaded through my hair as I bobbed playfully over him.
I sensed he was getting there, so I grabbed the base of his wet boy meat, and began stroking him, while still sucking and tonguing his knob, licking and slathering his soft foreskin. "Ohhh.... Oh fuck..." he muttered breathlessly. Cory was deep in it now. I could taste the sweet drops of pre cum that leaked from his slit, and his fingers went tight in my hair. I could feel his tummy go taut, drawing inward; his toes clenched as his feet hugged tightly to me.
And then, his whole body seemed to explode with pleasure. He grunted animalistic like, and his boyhood went into spasm. His young balls stopped slapping against him, and drew up in a knot of expulsion. I could feel the forceful spurts as his golden seed ejaculated into my mouth.
Several glorious spurts, and a number of electrified pulses after that. The quantity may not have been much, but the intensity was beyond imagination. I savored his youthful cream as his body shuddered around me...
With Cory still moaning, I pulled off of his spike and stroked him a few more times. His frame finally settled back to the bed, and I watched wide eyed as I milked a few more precious drops from his still twitching pole. I couldn't resist licking his sensitive, angry red knob, but he pulled away, too tender for him to take anymore.
I pulled away as well, and lay down next to Cory, putting my arm around his limp frame, and putting our faces closely together, kissing his soft heated cheek. His lips were parted, struggling to draw breath, and I kissed him again, then smiled and allowed him time to recover.
We said nothing for a long minute while he came down from this horny high. Finally he turned his head to look at me. A joyful tear rolled from his eye, and he smiled drunkenly at me.
"So..." I said to him. "I uh, I take it you don't care for BJ's then. He grinned that sweet little grin at me.
"Oh man..." He breathed weakly. You have to be kidding me, that was sooo amazing, I can't believe that shit." He reached down and draped his hand loosely over his tender penis. "Oh man..." he muttered again, feeling totally drained in the afterglow of his orgasm.
"Okay," I said, "So maybe you liked it just a little." I teased him.
For the next ten minutes, Cory and I just snuggled quietly. He managed to recover, and looking at me, he insisted that I keep my promise. He wanted to make me cum. With all the youthful energy of a twelve year old, Cory slid around and positioned himself self straddling my naked body. He was sitting across my abdomen, wiggling his little hips playfully, he started to slid downward to position himself so that he could jerk me off.
As he wiggled around, his naked butt slid across my erection making me gasp. Cory noticed the expression on my face, and he moved forward again, sitting with my boner trapped between my pubic mound and his slightly spread cheeks. He began working his hips back and forth, literally masturbating me with his buttocks. It was, awesome...
He squirmed in various directions, causing me to whimper, and wiggle against him. That huge boyish grin spread his features again. "You like that?" he asked, as his pink buttered asshole slid repeatedly over my stiff prong.
"Yeah," I breathed, "I like that a lot..." He smiled again and renewed his efforts to pleasure me. Not only did it feel good, but it was stimulating to watch, and his hips slid forward and back, his testicles tickling my pubes. I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have intercourse with him. Oh man...
Cory was enjoying his task though, not only happy to jerk me off this way, but at the same time he said it felt unbelievable to have my hot moist dick rubbing and sliding over his anus. He had boned up again, and he was moaning pleasantly with the erotic feelings of his stimulated boy hole. His hips thumped like a rabbits, and he had me worked up into a wild frenzy.
"I'm about there..." I gasped, "Ohhhh shit Cor, I'm there..." My body contorted and seized, my thighs went joyfully numb as my penis swelled. Cory slid backward and quickly grabbed my molten boy tube in his hand, jerking me passionately right over the edge. I blasted a rope of boy cream that blasted up to his cheek, then another, and again...
I was groaning with pleasure, and Cory's eyes were wide with amazement as he watched me spew right in front of his eyes.
And then, perhaps the biggest surprise of all; Cory hunched over and dropped his head, taking my still squirting rod into his mouth. "Unnccchhhh...." I moaned as his tongue wrapped around my knob, suckling my juices.... "Ohhh, fuccccccc..." I groaned.
Cory pulled me out of his mouth and licked the swollen head like a dripping popsicle. My eyes squeezed tightly shut against the shear tenderness of the contact, “Mmm, mmm, mmm..." Cory uttered, as he licked me clean of my seed.
He stopped then and licked his lips hungrily, then smiled up at me with curious satisfaction on his face. "How'd I do..." he asked expectantly.
"You'll never know how good that felt." I praised him between breaths. "Thanks bro."
"Awesome..." Cory grinned, and then leaned over to kiss my tummy where some of my giz had landed. Reaching down I took him in my hands and pulled him up till he was lying on my chest, and I hugged him to me. He lay there, skin to sticky skin and we just held each other for several minutes while I recovered.
"That was so cool." Cory said, his head still resting on my upper chest. "When your dick was kinda' between my butt like that, and rubbing over my bunghole, it was so awesome. I almost wanted to stick your whole dick inside of me." he said, looking up to see my reaction. I grinned and kissed him wetly.
"Me too," I confessed. "It was crazy, I was so horny that I wondered what it would be like to, you know, fuck you." Cory smiled thoughtfully as we lay there.
"Maybe we could try that later, if you want." he suggested. I raised my head to look into his green eyes.
"Really? Yes please..." I said with a little laugh. We lay there with him on top of me for several long minutes, our bodies nestled warmly together. My hand idly stroking up and down the smooth soft skin of his back.
I could tell from his soft breathing that Cory had dozed off, nestled in my warm embrace, and surely spent from our boy play. It all felt wonderful to me; and I was aware of everything. The warmth of his naked skin against mine, the feel of his soft penis pressed between our bodies, and the tender tickle of his breath against my skin.
I lay there thinking about everything that had happened these past few days. Thinking back to the lonely despair that had been smothering me and stealing my happiness. And now... With just the simple gesture of a young boy, asking me if I was alright; my whole world had changed. Life was, as my young friend Cory would say, 'Awesome'.
I raised my head from the bed, and kissed Cory's soft blond hair, wrapping my arms around his warm boyish torso. "Thanks..." I breathed, as a tear trailed softly down my cheek.
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The End
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