This is just a work of fiction, it never happened...at least not to me! So if you guys like it and have any comments or criticisms, email me at Comicality@webtv.net or check out my stoies on my website at http://www.kanza.net/Comicality/ ------------------------------------ "To Be More Than Friends" ------------------------------------ Out of all the girls in high school, Amy was the only one that I could trust with my dirty little secret. Not my guy friends, not my relatives, or even my parents. Nope, Amy was the only other person in the world who knew I was gay. I don't think anybody would have ever guessed it unless I came right out and told them. Even then I'd probably have to convince them it wasn't a joke! I was 15 years old, just getting used to my new high school after the first two months, and Amy seems to be trying to get me hitched as soon as possible. Amy and I had been friends ever since we were able to walk. We had even played "doctor" a few times in the garage when her parents weren't looking. But that was a long time ago, before my hormones started telling me that she wasn't what I wanted. I came out to her a few years ago when I unintentionally fell in love with her boyfriend. I found myself trying to accompany them on dates and the like just to be near him. Then, one night she got upset and told me to back off, it was that night that I spilled the beans and she held me while I cried in her arms. I was lucky enough to find a good friend to understand my problems, and we were better friends for it afterwards. Amy broke up with her boyfriend after another couple of weeks...junior high relationships don't last long anyway...and now we can't even remember his name. Ever since then, she's been trying to hook me up with somebody. She always told me that it shouldn't be hard due to the fact that I was such a cute guy. Whatever. My Name's Scott. I was about 5' 8" with a pretty decent body. I had muscles, but they never stuck out. They seemed to be well hidden under my silky tanned skin. I had medium length mouse brown hair that hung just past my ears. I had a small nose and full lips that made me look like a cross between Macauley Culkin and Elijah Wood. I was finally getting some pubic hair and it grew in a small patch at the base of my 5 1/2 inch penis. There were many times that I just stood in front of a mirror, making my sexiest "come hither" face, just so I could see what my first lover would see...if I ever found one. It was raining one day and I was walking out of the gym locker room when Amy ran up at met me at the door. I was folding my towel so I could use it as an umbrella on my way to get some lunch from a burger joint down the street, but she practically grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to the front door! "What's the matter with you?" I asked confused. "I want to show you somebody! Take a look at him!" She replied, grinning widely. "Amy....." I whined. I had seen almost every guy in the whole damn school and they either didn't do it for me, or I couldn't see their face because it was buried in some girls bossom! I didn't think this guy would be any different. "Just look!" And she used her hands to physically turn my head. "Do you see that guy who's so freaking cute that it just makes you want to drop to your knees and do him right here?" Whoah! He was cute, but I didn't want to sound too excited so I held back my enthusiasm. "Yeah. I see him. He's nice looking." "Yeah....well he's the UGLY one!" Just as the words left her mouth, the cute guy I was looking was suddenly shadowed by another boy. This boy was a vision of lovliness that couldn't even be explained by the greatest of poets. He was soaking wet from the rain, which caused his white t-shirt to cling to his slim body seductively. His face was absolutely flawless, without a single zit, scratch, or scar. It was decorated only with a tiny mole on his right cheek. His hair was light blond and was almost the same length as mine, maybe a bit shorter. But he had two bangs that hung down in front of his sparkling green eyes. His baggy pants teased my imagination by running a line up the crack of his ass, showing me a slight indentation when he moved. Everything about him was beautiful, his arms, his legs, his pink lips...his broad chest. His neck tempted me to run my tongue along the smooth flesh of it. He wore a small charm around it that only highlighted the soft curves as it led down to his collar bone. I wasn't prepared for this! It was a little harder to hide my emotions this time around. My breath left me as I saw him turn and start to walk towards us. Amy evidently caught on to my amazement and nudged me in the side. "Opportunity knocks man!" "Huh? Wha..." "He's dripping wet from the rain....you have a towel...hello?" Leave it to Amy to have some kind of plan going. Okay, I wasn't going to let this pass me by. I had to say something! Afterall, what's the worst thing that could happen? He could say 'I don't need anything from you ya queer!' and then he and his cute friend could beat me to a bloody pulp and then everyone would ask why they beat me up, and I'd have to tell them I was gay, then they'd all take turns beating me up while the others laughed! Then when I got home, my parents would've changed the locks on the doors and kicked me out of the house and I'd be forced to move to Hollywood and blow dirty old men for quarters on the boulevard!!! But maybe he was worth it! "Raining outside?" I stammered, handing him the towel as he walked by. "No, I actually swam here from China and I'm still kind of wet." He said. Just then I realized what a stupid question I had just asked! Great, there goes that possibility! Then he looked at me closer and whispered, "That's a joke." I caught on and laughed nervously. He took my towel and started drying off his hair. When he raised his arms, a little gap formed, showing off his smooth teenaged belly! It looked so soft, as though my hand would leave an imprint in it if I dared to touch it. My chest felt heavy, my whole world seemed to move in slow motion, and it was like the hallway had just gotten 100 degrees hotter than it had been a little while ago. His friend took off to his next class and Amy just leaned against the wall enjoying every awkward moment of my attempt to speak to this young temptation. Finally, he had finished drying off and handed the towel back. I trembled with the thought of this very piece of cloth being rubbed up against his body! I'd never wash it again! I wanted to bring it to my nostrils and inhale the intoxicating scent of this blond bombshell...but I figured that he'd think that was kind of strange. "Thanks for the towel man. I'm going to grab something to eat, so maybe I'll see you around sometime." He started to walk away and I couldn't speak well enough to stop him. But Amy wasn't about to let me off the hook so easily! She shouted out, "Say! Where are you going to eat?" "I don't know. I'm kind of new around here, I'll just kind of find something around school." Amy had an evil gleam in her eye and dragged me over to him again. "Well...you know, me and SCOTT here were going for a burger. Why don't you join us?" "Sure, that sounds good. I'm Corey by the way." He said. I couldn't believe that he and Amy were basically causing me more stress than any pop quiz the system could ever offer me! But I shook my date's hand, and soon we were off to the burger place. Corey was from Arizona and had only been in town for a few weeks. But he had a wicked sense of humor and kept us rolling during the whole lunch hour. He was 15 too, and maybe an inch taller than I was with a babyface that most girls would kill for. He was so cool! The charm around his neck was a good luck piece that he found in a river near his house. He said that it was a 'love magnet' that made it easy to get laid, but it hadn't worked yet. I would have been happy to help it along! Once Amy saw that I was a bit more comfortable, she made up an excuse about leaving a book in the library and hurried off before I could stop her! Cory and I were ALONE! I think he could see that I was nervous, but he didn't draw attention to it. If anything, he made fun of me and got me to make fun of myself. It was refreshing to find somebody that didn't want anything from me except for the pleasure of my company. We chatted away through the rest of the school day in that restaraunt, skipping the rest of our classes. His features were so delicate and warm that I often melted away into a dreamworld when he spoke. If only I could have reached out and touched his hand, petted his hair, or brushed my nose against his cheek. There were a few times when I felt his foot touch mine under the table and it would make me hard. I could smell a faint hint of his breath from across the table from the onion rings he was eating, and I relished in the sweetened aroma. I don't think I'd ever been so infatuated with another person. That afternoon...was the beginning of something great. Corey and I became instant friends. We hung out everyday, and even though I felt guilty for not paying as much attention to Amy any more, she was more than happy for me! She was great, often telling me "Go ahead and get busy with him! What are you waiting for?" in a teasing way. But it was more complicated now, because we were good friends now, and asking him to sleep with me might not be such a good idea just yet! I have a tendency to procrastinate when I'm insecure (read: scared shitless) about something. So I just let it go on and on. Corey and I did everything together! It was awesome! He had a new best friend after coming to a new town, and I was head over heels in love. I didn't even need the sex from him...unless you count jacking off three times a day, every day, since I met him! I was just happy being with him, hearing his voice on the phone, and watching him move. He was a real 'touchy-feely' person and often threw an arm around me when we walked down the street. I used to love to watch him take his shoes off in my house...his feet turned me on for some reason. They were perfect, like the rest of him! My parents loved Corey to death and thought he was a good influence for me! Didn't see that coming! I was so heart-heavy over my blond buddy that we just got along without any arguments or disagreements, but my care free 'love affair' didn't last. Soon, being with him was more a torture than a treat. Soon, just being with him wasn't enough. It hurt me more and more each day to have him throw an arm around me and not be able to give him my full affection. My erections became uncontrollable when I was around him and had to carry a blocker with me wherever I went just in case. There were even nights that I would be on the verge of tears because I wanted him soooo bad and couldn't tell him! I would stare at him, dream about him, masturbate to pictures that we took together...it was Hell! This went on for five months, and I was almost at my limit! We were going to the movies that night and he and I were eating chili dogs in my room. My mom and dad had a wake to go to, so they wouldn't be able to drop us off at the theater. I was looking at a bus schedule and covering a raging hard on with the daily newspaper. Corey spilled some chili on his shirt and it had a giant stain on it. He asked if he could borrow one of mine and I figured that any opportunity to see Corey with his shirt off was one worth dying for! "No...no.....no....nope..." he said as he sifted through my clothes, comically throwing my shirts on the bedroom floor. He found one and stood in front of the mirror to put it on. He lifted his shirt and my eyes were glued to his strong back muscles and slim hips. He was wearing his usual baggy pants and they dipped slightly to show the top of his gorgeous ass! "What do you think?" He said as he turned around. But I couldn't concentrate on his shirt, because the front of his pants hung low on him too. I could see the sexy lines that led from the top of his thighs and began their way to his crotch. A few scraggly pubes were peeking out above his jockeys and his nipples, the pink buds that they were, hypnotized me! I couldn't answer, I couldn't look him in the eye, I could barely breathe. I wanted so bad to shout out my feelings! I wanted to just roll over and have him jump me! Hell...right now I'd be happy to press my lips against his sexy chest and make him like me whether he wanted to or not!!! But after waiting a few seconds for my reply, he just turned back to the mirror and lokked at it again. Finally, I got the nerve to say something, "It looks good on you. Anything would look good on you Corey." It was probably the boldest move I'd ever made, but I didn't even expect him to catch it. He looked around at me and got really serious all of the sudden. He stared at me silently and it dawned on m that he might have caught on to what I was implying. He looked like he had something to say, but he just turned back to the mirror. Even though he wasn't looking at me any more, I still felt a bit scary as to what he was thinking. Neither one of us said anything for what seemed like forever, but he soon broke the ice. "Scott...?" He said. "Y..yeah?" "Why did you give me a towel that day?" "What towel?" "The one you gave me on the day we met. Why'd you do it?" I looked into the mirror and saw a strange look on his face. A mixture of fear and confusion. Either way, he wanted an answer. "I don't know...I just figured that you needed one." "Is that it? You just thought that I needed one?" He looked even more scared. I almost picked up on the hint, but that frightened me even more than not knowing if he liked me or not! I stared at his lovely skin and got really flustered! I didn't know what to do, what to say...I was shaking uncontrollably and the jitters in my stomach almost made me nauseous! "It says here that the movie starts at 8:45! If we hurry we can just make it." I said, trying desperately to change the subject. "Scott..." DAMN! Why was he pursuing this?!?! He continued, "...Scott, we've been hanging out for a long time now...and since I met you, something has...changed." I was really worried now, and I thought the nervous rattles in my chest were going to shake me to pieces. The more I tried to calm myself, the worse they got. This is what I've always wanted, but now that the moment was here...I couldn't handle it. "When we first met, something made me want to meet you, but I wasn't sure what it was...but I've been thinking over the last couple of weeks and I think...I know what it is..." Corey was just rambling on and on, trying to put off saying what he had to say for as long as possible. I was hoping that he would say what I thought he was going to say...but I had to hear it from him. I had to hear his sexy teen voice say it. "Scott, I don't want you to think of me differently...but I think...I think..." Say it. Oh please, say it. Say it for me Corey...just one time. "I think..........I love you." He refused to turn around. He just stood there in my room, shirtless, confessing his love for me, and it made me feel better than I ever had before. I stood up and walked over to him, but he still was too frightened to look me in the eye. "I'm sorry Scott. I'm so sorry that I screwed things up for us. We were good friends, and now it's all over!" Tears began to stream from his eyes and he was obviously trying to hold them back. I began to gush a little myself. Corey was so beautiful. His tears seemed to gleam like diamonds as the rolled down the frictionless features of his face, and this visible emotion brought me in closer. I rested my chin on his shoulder and lovingly slipped my hands around his slender hips. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily. My arms overlapped in front of him and a look of bewilderment came over Corey's face. His eyes met mine in the reflection of the mirror and I gave him a look that let him know that everything would be alright. "Dude? No way man! No way!" He shouted as he turned around in my arms. His green eyes stared right through me and he hugged me tightly. We held that embrace for a long time as we cried over each other's shoulders, but soon the tears stopped. We were just holding each other...and that's when I felt his lips brush against my neck! I thought that this was still just my imagination. I replayed everything that Corey had said to me that day, trying to see if I had misunderstood him or something. His lips pressed against my neck a bit harder and moved ever so slightly in a chewing motion. I still couldn't believe it. His tender kissing tickled me and I held him tighter to keep from falling over. That's when he moaned quietly and began sucking harshly on the soft flesh of my neck as he rubbed his hands slowly up and down my back. My mind stopped analyzing the situation and my instincts took over. I reached down with both hands and groped his luscious ass, softly squeezing and kneading the cheeks like putty. Corey moaned louder and grabbed my ass too, pulling me into him. I could feel his rock hard member as it pushed its way into my groin. His warm breath blew gently into my ear and it drove me wild. We knelt down on the floor and I undid his zipper. He looked me in the eye and I saw a passionate fire burning in them, the same that he saw in mine. We had been putting this off for too long! I reached into his zipper and rubbed the length of his hard cock through the fabric of his briefs. He closed his eyes and threw his head back, grinding erotically into my hand. As his head leaned back, his beautiful neck fully exposed, I licked and teased it sensually. My hand motioned even quicker and soon the sensation was too much. Corey reached down and undid his pants all the way, thrusting his hard six inch cock into my hand. It felt so hot, almost burning my fingers with its lustful radiance! It was hard and soft at the same time, and my heart jumped when I ran my fingers over the ridge of his circumsized head! I taunted him by lightly tugging at his nipples. I teased him even more by stroking him unbelievably slow! He wanted me to speed up, to start jacking him off like mad, and he started pumping himself in and out of my hand. But I refused to speed up, I was having too much fun! I tightened my grip around his stiff member and licked his tender lips as he huffed and gasped with desire. The second my tongue touched his lips, he kissed me hard and his tongue went down my throat! He was whimpering, like he wanted more, and I couldn't control my lust any more! I started stroking him for real! He wrapped his arms around my neck tightly and was breathing almost as loud and fast as he was moaning. He collapsed and fell backwards, pulling me on top of him! We kissed and humped each other like crazy! I pumped him with all my strength, but he still clutched viciously to my tight bottom, pulling me in harder! The tip of my cock was sore with sensitivity! Every time it grazed against the coarse surface of his pubic hairs, or the smooth ridges of his stomach, it twitched...and so did I! As I started approaching climax, I started chanting..."I love you, I love you, I need you, oh god, oh shit... Corey was getting close too, but he was unable to speak! He thrust himself into me by lifting himself off of the floor (and me too!). He was moaning and wailing loudly, trying to mold to my body in such a way that no air or light could pass between us! He wrapped his legs around me and we both pushed out at the same time! The eruption was intense! We sprayed each other with hot molten semen that squirted up between our bellies! We were completely rigid, unable to move or cry out, only concentrating on our cocks as they pulsed and spasmed with their first shared orgasm! We laid there for a few minutes, confused, but relieved. We kept looking at each other, but we didn't know what to say. I think that's why people smoke cigarettes after sex...so they don't have to think of some wacky topic of conversation. We were breathless, and finally Corey leaned over and said, "Well...that was...really cool." "Yeah." "For a virgin...you were pretty damn good." "Yeah, that's what I was thinking too." Laughing, Corey said, "What?" "NO...no, I mean about you. YOU were good!" I said trying to cover up my little error. After having a little giggle, I laid an arm over Corey and placed soft kisses on his chest. I felt so good in his arms, and I was amazed that we were able to share something so tender and real. Then I noticed something, "Hey, you're not wearing your charm tonight." "What? Oh...yeah. I guess that it was bad luck afterall! To think that all this time it was actually keeping me from getting laid!" He grinned and kissed me on the forehead. Then Corey whispered, "Coming here, meeting you, and being able to enjoy this night with you...it's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I am so lucky to be here with you." Needless to say, we never made it to the movie! But we actually had sex a few more times that night...MANY more times! We had to have broken some kind of record! We just kept going at it until it literally HURT to have an erection! Then we did two more times after that! We both fell asleep on the couch from exhaustion, and my parents took him home the next morning. I told Amy what happened, leaving out some minor details, and instead of high-fiving me like I expected, she cried. She held me tight and told me how happy she was that I found someone to love me. That I could go on and be happy in life. We had been through so much, and now with Corey as a part of our little group (and his cute friend, who ended up being Amy's boyfriend!), the picture seemed complete. I guess you could say we all lived happily ever after...but that would be a dumb way to end a story! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it! 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