Josh and Alex

By Mark Friedman

Published on Dec 17, 2004

Gay

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This story involves sex between boys. If, for any reason, your legal guardian/your Significant Other/the law would have any problems with you reading this, then it's best for you to leave now (and if you're one of those prudes who objects to gay sex in any form, then one wonders why you're here at this site in the first place).

This story is completely fictional, and, as with any such work of fiction, any resemblance to any place, event, or person (living or dead) is purely coincidental.

Copyright is to me, and the story may not be reproduced anywhere without my prior permission.

Comments can be sent to me at forcewielder2000@yahoo.com (flames will just be ignored!).

~Mark


My name is Josh. I'm 17, 6 feet tall, with brown hair and eyes. I'm also gay. Yeah, gay, queer, fag. I've known for a while, though I've never been with a guy. I go to a local gay youth support center in the town where I live. It was set up by the government as a sort of test project to see if such a thing would work successfully.

The center offers support groups, people who can answer your questions, and information about homosexuality. I hung out there every so often, and tonight, being a Friday, I decided to go. The parents were out of the house, and I had nothing else to do. Fridays the center had a social activity where gay kids could get together.

Heading over, I found quite a few people there already. A few I knew, some I didn't. Grabbing a drink, I glanced around, wondering what to do. I bumped into someone, and turned to apologize, only to freeze. It was Alex, a 13 year old boy who lived down the street from me. He was Navajo, and I'd thought he was really cute, though I never made any moves towards him, as I'd been under the impression he was straigh. And judging by his expression, I took it he'd had the same impression about me up until that moment.

"Josh?" he said quietly. "You're...gay?"

"Yeah," I replied. "You too, huh?"

He nodded. Once we got over our initial surprise, we talked for a while. After that, he said he felt like going home, and I offered to walk with him. Heading out the door, we went over to his place. Arriving at his place, we stood outside his front door for a few moments in silence.

"Well, see you later," I said.

"Yeah," he said. "Oh, Josh?" he quickly added as I was turning to leave.

I turned back, and he grabbed me and pulled me down, planting a fierce kisson my lips. I was startled, but my basic desires took over, and I kissed back.

After several moments, he broke off the kiss. "Not out here," he said. "Someone might see. Come on in. My parents aren't home."

He unlocked the door, and we went in. Shutting the door, we kissed some more. Then, heading upstairs to his room, we kissed still more. I felt my cock getting hard. We took our clothes off, kissing the whole time, until we were just in our briefs. I saw a bulge in his briefs, and knew he was just as horny as I was. He kissed me once more, and then reached down and pulled my briefs off me.

Looking at my hard cock, he said with a big grin, "Oh, yeah!" He then knelt in front of me and took my cock into his mouth and started sucking.

"Oooooohhh!" I moaned.

His tongue went up and down my shaft. What a hot mouth he had! I put my hands on his head, and he put his hands on my butt and gave a few squeezes. After several minutes of sucking, he got up and pulled off his own briefs. He started to climb up to the second level of the bunk bed, but I grabbed him and hoisted him up, seating him on the edge of it. His legs were spread apart, so I got a good look at this crotch then, and was amazed that he had such a big cock for a 13 year old. I leaned forward and started licking his cock and balls before taking his cock into my mouth and doing to him what he'd been doing to me moments before. This time it was his turn to moan in pleasure, and his hands went to the back of my head, drawing me in.

I soon pulled up, and he got up onto the bed as I scrambled up after him. I found him on his hands and knees, so I quickly got into position behind him and rammed my cock up his butt. He gasped out, and collaped onto the bed. I followed him down and began thrusting into him. He laid there, clutching the blankets and moaning as we coupled. I buried my face into his shoulder length black hair as my cock slid in and out of his tight butthole.

Several minutes later, he squirmed for a bit, and his head turned to one side. I didn't bother to figure out what he was doing, and kept thrusting. I eventually felt my semen flow into him. I laid there on him when I was through, spent. Then I reached under him, only to find his cock soft, and semen all over.

"It's about time," he said. "I came almost five minutes ago."

I couldn't believe it. He'd continued to let me thrust into him for five minutes, even though he was no longer horny! "I'm sorry," I said. "I'd have tried to come sooner if I'd known."

"It's all right," he said. "Why'd you enter me, anyway?"

"I thought it was what you'd wanted," I said. "When I got up here, I found you on your hands and knees, with your butt towards me."

"I was just getting into position to turn around," he said.

"Oh. Sorry."

"Again, it's all right," he said. "Not the first time I've received. I've done it with my cousin several times over the past year."

So that was why it had seemed like he knew what he was doing! "I couldn't tell," I said. "You're so tight!"

"My cousin's only a year older than me, so he's not as big as you are."

We laid like that for a while, talking. Eventually, I told him it was time for me to get going.

"Not yet," he said. "You're still hard. Take some time to relieve yourself first."

"You sure?" I asked. "Are you even hard yourself?"

"I'm sure," he told me. "No, I'm not hard, but that doesn't mean you can't use my butt again."

I grinned, and started sliding in and out of him once again. Almost ten minutes later, I came into him again. Pulling out of him, I got off the bed, and he followed, some of my semen dripping out of his butthole. I got dressed, and we kissed once more.

"I'll see you later," I told him.

"Yeah," he said. "I'll give you a call the next time my parents are gone. Then we can have some more fun."

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