Disclaimers: The following is a work of fiction. Meaning, that, the people and events are not real, and never happened, except in my mind. All the other usual stuff applies. If you shouldn't be here, don't read it. If you don't like it, why are you here? Comments appreciated, flames deleted.
And now, on with the show.... ______________________________________________________________________
So Jim and I started dating. Actually, nothing much changed, except now we were necking a LOT!! Every chance we got to be by ourselves, and safe from prying eyes, we were making out like crazy. As much as I love sex, there's nothing better to me than cuddling up with my man, just hugging and kissing, being tender. Very little in life satisfies me more than holding, or being held by my man.
Anyway, my 17th birthday was approaching. Jim said he wanted to take me to dinner, and I agreed. He also asked me to spend the night (like I might have said no!) He had told me we were going out for, you guessed it, pizza. After doing my chores, and practicing my piano lessons, and catching up on my homework, I finally took a shower. I felt right about the two of us waiting on having sex, but I jerked off thinking about Jim all the time!
As I stepped into the shower, of course the first thing I thought of was Jim. We had seen each other naked lots of times, at school, spending the night at each other's houses, etc. But, now was different. We had not seen each other naked since we started dating, and I had never paid very close attention to what he looked like. But my mind helped me out! I thought about how it felt kissing him, and my dick started getting hard. Now, I'm not some freak of nature with a 12" dick, or anything. Just a little larger than normal, I guess. 8" long, and thick enough to be a handful (or mouthful, but, that's coming later.) I grabbed the soap and lathered up my crotch as I imagined licking my way down Jims neck. He doesn't have a lot of chest hair (neither do I for that matter) just enough to look masculine. I imagine his response when I lick his nipples, and my hand moves faster on my rod. As I imagine kneeling before my love, and rubbing my face in his pubic bush, I feel the familiar tightening in my minds eye, I reach up, and take the head of his dick in my mouth, and WHAM, my orgasm hits me like a pile of bricks. Never have I gotten beyond taking his dick in my mouth in my fantasies. Oh, well, I enjoy the orgasm, and make sure all my cum gets washed down the drain.
"OK, boy, you've had your exercise," I say to my dick. "Now I have to get ready to meet your boyfriend."
I finish my shower, dry my hair, and start to get dressed.
"Hey, TJ," calls my younger brother, Fred, through the door. "You decent?"
"Come on in," I say, as I pull on my briefs. "Whatcha need?"
"I was wondering, do you know if Jimmy Lee's sister, Caroline, is dating anybody?"
"I haven't heard her say. Why?" I asked.
"Well," he said, blushing, "I think she's really hot, and I'd like to get to know her better."
"Why don't you just ask her out? You've know her for years, and I've never know you to be shy before," I responded.
"I don't know," he said. "Whenever I'm around her, I get all, I don't know, tongue tied, and stupid."
"Awww...my younger brother's got it bad, I see," I teased him.
He looked at me kind of hurt.
"Don't worry, Fred, your secret is safe with me," I said. "Besides, you know I'm just picking on you. Why don't you just call her, that way you're not with her, and maybe you won't get so addled?"
"OK, I might just do that," he said.
"Let me know how it goes," I responded.
He left, and I finished getting ready. Tight jeans, my red Izod shirt (my favorite), dark socks and penny loafers. (Oh, the days of preppy fashion....)
I grabbed my Sunday clothes and headed out the door.
"Happy Birthday, sweetie," my mom said as I walked through the kitchen. "I guess the days of staying home with the family are gone now?" I noticed a catch in her voice.
"Awww, mom! I'm too old for that kind of thing now, but thanks for the thought!"
"It seems like just yesterday that you were a baby, and now you're all grown up. And next year you will be going off to college." She sniffed and patted a tear from her eye.
"But I'll always be your little Timmy, mom. Nothing could ever change that. You told me so."
"I know honey, it's just hard on a mom, seeing her first born grow up so fast."
"Well, I gotta run, mom. I'll see you tomorrow at church."
"I love you, honey. Be careful tonight. Don't get into trouble."
"Mom!!! I'm just going out with Jimmy Lee."
"Just the same..." she said, as the door closed behind me.
I drove over to Jims' house, and his sister answered the door. She was talking on the phone, and got this real funny look on her face when she saw me.
"Why yes, Fred, I'd love to go to a movie with you," she said as I walked into the kitchen.
I turned to her and gave her thumbs up, and headed down the hall to Jims' room. I walked in, hung my suit up, and reached over and grabbed my man. He leaned over and gave me the hottest, wettest kiss. My head was swimming.
"WOW, you do that too much, and I'm gonna have to go find me a justice of the peace," he said.
"If it were only that easy," I responded.
"We'll make it happen some day, babe," he said.
"You about ready to go?" I asked. "I'm starved."
"Just a minute," he said. "I want to give you my present before we leave."
"You didn't have to get me anything," I said.
"I know, but I wanted to."
He handed me a box. Inside were two gold chains, and a mizpah. For those of you who don't know what a mizpah is, it's from the Old Testament . It was a marker, where two people made an agreement, and wanted God to watch between them to make sure neither went back on the agreement, and the inscription reads "The Lord watch between me and thee while we are away from each other. It had negative overtones in the bible, but, in 1981, a mizpah was what you wore when you were dating someone, and wanted to make sure they were being watched over.
He took one half and put it over my head, and then put the other over his head.
"Now I know you'll be safe when I'm not around," he smiled.
"I love it, Jim. Thank you!" And I gave him a big hug, and a not so chaste kiss.
"You've gotta stop that!" he said. "I'm only human, and 16. I can't take but so much of such a gorgeous man kissing me like that!"
He headed for the door, and I followed. We headed off to Pizza Hut for dinner. As we pulled into the parking lot, I thought I saw several cars of friends from high school there. It was only unusual, because most of us hung out at the Hut on Friday, not Saturday.
We walked in the front door, and up to the hostess.
"Happy Birthday!!! Surprise!!!!"
I was speechless! There was about 20 or so of my friends from school. There were balloons, streamers, and stupid little party hats. And the one they wanted me to wear was the stupidest looking one of all. But in the spirit of having fun, I wore it. I looked at Jim and gave him my best "you're gonna get it" look. He leaned over and whispered, "I hope I DO get it!"
I just laughed and said, "You know when!"
We all laughed and carried on. We ate WAY too much pizza, and nearly got sick from drinking so much coke. But, all in all, it was a great time. The management finally ran us out about midnight. Everybody went his or her own way. Jim and I jumped in the car and headed back to his house.
"I wish this night didn't have to end," I said.
"I know," Jim replied. "I love being with you, especially when you're having so much fun. Were you really surprised?"
"Shell shocked is more like it," I responded. "How did you manage to put this together without me knowing about it?"
"I enlisted the help of Sally, Susan and Teri," he replied, grinning.
"Somehow I knew you couldn't do this yourself," I said laughing.
"That's OK," he said. "It made you happy, and that's all that matters to me, that you're happy."
"I love you, Jim," I said.
"I love you, too, babe," he said.
We finally got back to his house, went in the house as quietly as we could, and to his room. He locked the door as he shut it. I was waiting for him with open arms. We hugged and kissed for, well, I don't know how long. We were both rock hard, and my head was swimmy.
"You always take my breath away," I said.
"Just trying to get my own back," he replied. "You are so handsome. I must be the luckiest guy on earth to be able to call you mine."
"No, not the luckiest... I'm the luckiest. Not only are you handsome, and considerate, and thoughtful, but, apparently, you're hung like a horse, or do you have a flashlight in your pocket?"
He laughed and said, "Like I said, you do this to me. And I'm not handsome. The accident took care of that."
"Hey, I don't want to hear any of that crap. I think you're the most handsome guy on the planet. Period. I couldn't love you more if your face was slick as glass. You wouldn't be you, and I don't know if I would love you or not."
"You're so sweet. Hey, I have a favor to ask, your birthday present to me."
"What?"
"Can I see you naked, with a hard on? I promise I'm not trying to start anything, I just love you so much, I want to see what I'm waiting on."
"Just one condition," I responded.
"You and your conditions," he laughed. "OK, let's hear it."
"You first. I mean, it IS my birthday"
"Not as of about forty minutes ago, but, OK. Actually, why don't we do it together?" He asked.
"Well, we have to get undressed to go to bed." I said.
So we started shucking clothes. When each of us got down to our briefs we stopped. I was trembling with anticipation, and it looked like Jim was too. He slowly pulled his briefs down, and I followed suit.
My heart leapt into my throat. He was beautiful. His light dusting of chest hair and belly hair made his chest and stomach very appealing to me. He had a slight treasure trail that made its way to his pubic bush. Like me, Jim had brownish hair, and his pubic bush was darker than his hair. His dick, about 8", already getting hard, was nestled over two plum sized balls, which were only lightly furry.
"My God, you're beautiful," I gasped.
He blushed, and said, "You're no troll, yourself."
He walked over to me, and took me in his arms and kissed me, tenderly at first, but with a growing passion. He moved us over to the bed, and sat us down, without breaking the kiss.
"I know we've agreed not to have sex yet," he said, "but will you lay on top of me?"
He lay back, and I lay down beside him, for now. I leaned over and started kissing him again. I was running my hands up and down his chest, over his arms, down his hip. I wouldn't touch his dick, though. He was doing the same thing to me. It was so awesome. I put my hand under his arm and rolled on top of him. To me, the feeling was incredible! Feeling his naked body under mine, his rock hard, throbbing cock pushing against mine, I was going into sensory overload. He moaned a little as I kissed him harder. Without meaning to, we both started bucking our hips against each other. His hands were roaming my back, and he reached down and put his hands on my butt, caressing it lightly as he and I bucked out crotches into each other.
Unbidden, I could feel my orgasm beginning, and I knew that I did not have the self control to stop it.
"Oh, God, Jim. I'm gonna cum!"
He responded with a grunt, and I felt his seed begin to pump out of his dick onto my belly. The combination of knowing that he was cumming, and the feel of his warm, sticky goo rubbing my already cum filled dick, sent me over the edge. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body. I was moaning and groaning into his mouth, trying not to make noise, but unable to help myself because of the intensity of the feelings.
After a couple of minutes, we both started breathing normally.
"I love you, James Lee Iverson"
"I love you, too, Randolph Timothy Parker, Jr."
"Here, let me clean you up," I said.
"No, wait," he replied and reached under the bed to pull out a crusty towel. "This is my jerk off towel. I put it under my bed the night after we decided to date, and every load that's in this towel is there because of my fantasies about you."
"Wow," I said, "It can almost stand up by itself!"
"You make me cum hard and often," he said.
"Well, however we do it, we need to get cleaned up. It's after 2am, and we've got church in the morning."
We cleaned up, put our briefs back on, and climbed into bed.
"You know, Timmy, you are the best thing that ever happened to me. I can't imagine my life without you. I don't WANT to imagine my life without you."
"And you're the best thing that ever happened to me. Promise me you won't leave me."
"One condition," Jim responded, with a quirky grin on his face.
"What? A condition that I didn't come up with? This I have to hear," I responded, laughing.
"Be my steady."
There. He had said it. For the last month we were just dating. He wanted to take it the next step.
"How could I do anything but? My heart is yours."
"And mine, yours," he replied.
"So then, you gonna let me wear your class ring?" I asked.
"I'm afraid that would be a little obvious, Mr. Let's-Be-Careful. But don't worry. I'll think of something," he said.
I was beginning to fall asleep, and could barely keep my eyes open.
"I love you, Jim."
"I love you with all my heart, all my soul, all my life," he responded, as we drifted off to sleep. _____________________________________________________________________________
OK, so there you go. What do you think of it so far? Comments are greatly appreciated!