Carter and the Biker Boy

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Carter and the biker boy

Chapter 19

Early Monday morning. Labor Day weekend

After discovery each other's secret late Sunday night, Parker and I laid quietly together on the wrestling mat in the middle of his basement. We were still naked, our sweat and cum soaked underwear were attempting to dry in a pile lying next our now sticky bodies.

Parker had fallen asleep next to me, his left arm was draped across my chest, his head had pinched off the circulation to my left arm which caused me to wake up. The dark night sky was giving way to the light of the new day, and I realized that we would have to get up soon and shower before his parents would discover us on the mat.

I nudged him awake; he mumbled something to me that I couldn't make out. Finally awake, he realized what had happened and gazed into my eyes again with sleepy eyes.

"Mmm. Pinch me, I must be dreaming!" he whispered, lovingly.

I smiled back, totally taken in by the moment. "You're not dreaming. And if we are, please don't ever wake me up!" We both smiled and giggled. We kissed again as he began to lightly caress my chest, causing my dick to stir.

"Oh man Carter, we'd better shower before my mom comes downstairs and finds us here. She might not say anything, but ya never know. Oh crap, I don't know what I'm going to do with my underwear. My mom might suspect something if she finds my underwear in this condition."

"I can take them home with me and wash them. I usually do my own laundry. My mom won't suspect a thing if that's okay with you?" I offered. "Sure, that's cool. Thanks." Parker seemed a bit relieved.

I nodded my head and gladly picked up our underwear, put them in my backpack and we headed to the huge shower they had in the basement. The warm water felt so good, and as we soaped up, Parker moved to my shower head and asked to share it with me. I completely obliged, and we embraced under the cascading warm water.

I was very tired, but the moment out bodies touched, my dick once again got hard, and was now pointing straight up against my mostly hairless groin. Parker's dick responded the same way.

"I'm going to wash your back" Parker whispered in my right ear. Using the bar of soap, he lathered up a washcloth and began at my neck and shoulders, working his way down to my waist. His hands were as soft as his touch, running his fingers lightly across my entire back. "You don't know how long I've been wanting to touch you like this" he whispered in my ear, kissing the outer part of my ear then lightly licking it with his tongue. "I knew we were going to be great friends the first day I met you, and I just kept hoping that you were like me, you know, into guys."

He embraced me, and for the first time I felt his hard dick against my wet butt. I wanted him in me so bad, even though I was still sore from the night at Dylan's house. Since we were both the same height, his dick fit perfectly between my butt cheeks. The water still cascading down on us, he kissed my neck gently. For the first time his right hand moved to the front of my body, gently squeezing each of my nipples before moving down to my flat stomach, almost tickling me. His touch was driving me wild, and I knew once he touched my dick, I'd probably explode, but as he got closer, he began rubbing his dick up and down my cheeks. Still kissing my neck, I was reaching a state of pleasure that was close to surpassing the first time during the night. Sensing this, Parker spun me around, pulled me into a hug as our erections once again found each other. This sensation of his dick touching mine once again ignited the electric sensations I felt while we were on the wrestling mat.

Our lips met again. Tongues wrestled. In mere seconds our orgasms erupted, spewing our seeds straight up almost to our chins before cascading back to the floor of the shower, eventually to disappear together with the water. Our orgasms finally subsided, and we broke our embrace with what seemed like a minute long kiss. Water now turned off, we grabbed our towels and began to dry off. I dried his back, and then his entire body. For the first time, I got an intimate view of his body. Feeling his flat, muscular abs, his muscular yet tight upper body, strong legs covered with a slight smattering of brown hair, a small patch of curly brown pubic hair, and his hairless sack that contained two nice sized nuts. The rest of his body was smooth, except for a small patch of the same brown hair under each arm. No facial hair had yet to grow, just like me. I kissed him again, and desperately wanted to kiss him from head to toe and all points in between, but once I finished drying him, he grabbed his underwear and quickly put it on.

"We had better get some sleep before Mom and Dad get up", he said after drying me off with my towel. I'd love to just stay naked with you all day, but we can't."

"I know, there will be more time for that later, I hope."

"I hope so too" Parker smiled as he kissed me quickly again.

We headed to the sofa and loveseat in the family room area of the basement. I laid down on the sofa, Parker took the loveseat. Within minutes, we were out. My sleep was dreamless. It was the best sleep I'd had in a while. My best friend now knows who I am. And I now know who he is too. Hopefully there would be no more secrets between us.

I awoke to the sound of Parker's mom talking to him at the top of the steps. Apparently, his parents and aunt and uncle were going for a drive to a place near the Mississippi River called Galena. She told Parker that he could hang out with me all day, but that he'd have some errands to do before they got home. Perfect, I thought. I looked at my phone. It was nearly 10 am, and I knew that my mom would be asleep. Sure enough she'd texted me and surprisingly she told me to just be home before 4 pm. Perfect, I thought again. Our incredible time together would continue.

We each had a bowl of Honey Nut Cherrios for breakfast, sitting next to each other talking about what we could do on our last day of the weekend. We decided to take another bike ride to Rock Cut. Since the sky was perfectly clear and the high forecasted to be close to 82, it made sense that we enjoy it outside. There was no wind at all, so Parker asked if there was a place we could just go and enjoy the sun. I told him I knew of the perfect place, so after eating and brushing our teeth, we grabbed a few bottles of water and headed back to Rock Cut State Park.

On the east side of the park, more specifically on the east side of Interstate 90, there is a separate part of the park with a manmade lake. Many years ago, they built a dam to make this lake, complete with a swimming area and a nice sandy beach. Only problem was that they found some sort of natural parasite in the water that caused some swimmers to get sick, so they decided to close the beach and swimming area for the most part permanently. The beach was still accessible from the road that led into the park from the east entrance, so we rode our bikes on the bridge that goes over the interstate, around the gate designed only to keep cars out, and stopped just short of the beach near a landscape timber wall that ran parallel to the shore of the lake, about fifty feet from the wall to the shore. The wall itself was about as high as my chest, so we easily were able to sit with our backs against the wall in a part of the beach that was in the sun. We sat in the sand without being seen by anyone, except for those hikers who might walk along the trail that ran around the perimeter of the 100 acre lake.

Once again, we were blessed with another beautiful late summer/early fall day. The sun was shining brightly with a light breeze from the east. At least the ride back to our houses would be easier. As we sat in the soft, still warm sand, Parker spoke first.

"So when did you first know?"

"When did I first know about what?" I responded, not thinking what he could be asking.

"That you liked guys, that you were gay. When did you first know?"

"Oh, duh. Um, I really started to figure it out a couple of years ago when I was like 13. I would hear my cousin and other guys at school talk about girls and stuff, and as I would see guys in the showers at school or like when I showered with my cousin, I knew that there was no interest in girls, but I was just totally interested in seeing other boys my age naked. When I was younger there was an attraction to other guys too, mainly guys like in television shows and stuff like that. What about you?"

Parker thought a few seconds and then responded to my question. "I think for me it's about the same. When I started wrestling at a younger age like ten maybe I just wanted to touch other boys my age. I know it is strange to think that it was enjoyable to feel other boys' bodies against mine as we wrestled, but I began to get good at the sport too, so it kind of came into an attraction while at the same time being into it from a sports standpoint. Also in swimming I loved seeing guys in swimming suits. I never really thought about girls like I do guys."

"But you don't act gay. I've seen some guys that really act feminine and they kind of repulse me." I stated as I felt my dick start to get hard. "I'm like totally turned on to guys who are straight and are athletic, or even just normal guys. That's what attracted me to you. You don't act gay."

"That's the same way I feel -- and felt -- when I met you." He nodded his head in agreement. "When I saw you for the first time I just felt like you were so cute and so normal acting that first I thought you and I could become great friends, and then the more I got to know you and the more we hung out together this week, I felt something with you that I'd not felt before."

I had to ask what it was he felt. "So what did you feel with me that you've not felt before?"

"First it was a physical attraction, honestly. And then after meeting you, it was like I was falling for you for who you are. I'm very attracted to you for being you, not just your body, if that makes sense."

I couldn't stop smiling. After looking behind his shoulder, Parker boldly moved closer to me and with his left hand on the back of my head, our lips met and we kissed for what felt like five minutes, breaking only to sound of voices not far from where we were sitting in the sand. "Oh my god Carter, you're such a good kisser. I just love kissing you!"

"Seriously?" I responded. "You love kissing me? I mean, you're the first boy I've ever kissed, and the first time was last night. I can say the same. You're so good at kissing. I can't believe how good it feels and how much I love kissing you!"

"No way, you'd never been kissed by another guy until last night?"

"It's true," I replied, leaning in to kiss him again, and again."

"Wow! It is such a turn on kissing. I'm surprised that you, you know, haven't kissed another guy before. But it's OKAY, don't get me wrong. I'm so cool with that." Parker reassured me, and I sensed his hardness. He sensed mine and reached over and touched my shorts. "Somebody is awake" he said slyly. I just smiled, and boldly reached over and touched his hard dick through the soft fabric of the gray colored smooth cotton basketball shorts. I so badly wanted to take him in my mouth, but it would have been so risky doing that in broad daylight at a state park.

"So now I have another question for you." Parker carefully asked me again. "If you feel comfortable and trust me, then you can tell me the truth. I promise I'll do the same. I know it can be a personal thing, and I get it. But I think going forward if we're truthful and honest with each other, our friendship can grow into something awesome." I nodded my head in agreement, and felt comfortable telling him everything about myself, knowing that he wouldn't tell anyone else about what my answers to his questions would be."

"Sure, go ahead, I'll tell whatever you'd like to know as long as you promise not to judge me."

"I promise I won't judge you. I nodded my head in agreement, slightly closing my eyes for a moment allowing him to ask. "Um, I'm not sure how to say this so I'll just ask you straight forward. Outside of being with me this morning, have you been with any other guys?"

I hesitated for a moment as I thought of the best way to tell him. "Yes, I have." I looked down and began to speak in a voice that could have been interpreted as being ashamed of what I'd done. My first experience was with my cousin."

"Which cousin, Javy???"

"Yes." "Whoa. That kind of surprises me, but I guess it's more common than not. How did it happen? What did you guys do?"

"Well, he showed me some porn on his phone. First it was straight porn, then it was gay porn. Then he made me suck him, and then later he put himself in me."

"Whoa. Really. So is Javy...gay?"

"I don't think so." I went on to tell Parker the entire story about Javy and me, how he broke my leg, how we spent the time this summer together, and how he wanted to come over last night, but also how he called me a faggot." I was afraid to find out what Parker's response would be. He thought for a moment, then responded.

"You're right, he's probably not gay. I've read someplace that teen boys do experiment with members of the same sex at some point. But it doesn't mean that they will be gay. It's possible that he could be struggling with his sexuality too. So how do you feel about the way he's treated you?"

"I was okay with the fun we had together at first, because I was attracted to him and enjoyed being with him. But like a macho Mexican boy, I now realize that he's just used me and never really gave me anything in return. It just really bothers me because he was like my brother growing up. We were so close. But then when he forced himself on me, I only did it because of him and me being so close like brothers."

"Oh man, I'm sorry he's treated you that way. That's not right. So your mom knows, right?"

"She doesn't know that we've been together since the first time."

"You think she'd be upset if she knew?

"Probably. I'm afraid she will find out eventually, but if she finds out what else has gone on, she might be really upset."

"What do you mean?"

"You know my friend Dylan, right?"

"Yeah.....? Don't tell me... is HE gay?"

"Well, I really don't THINK so, but...um I've been with him."

"No way! Really? But...when? How did he know you would...?"

"Well, I told you he crashed his bike in front of my house, right?"

"Yes, of course. Go on."

"So when I was putting a bandage on his leg, well his inner thigh, he caught me looking at his bulge, which was something you couldn't miss looking at. At first he called me out for being gay, then he got up and left without really telling me thanks or anything. So I was really down because it's when I had my broken leg from Javy and all. Then he came back the next day apologized, talked to me and before I knew it, we were fooling around. Once at my house, then on the bike path, you know, that flat spot where you found the condom, and NO that wasn't from us! But then he invited me to his house, his room to spend the night. Parker, I have to tell you this. He made me feel good and all and I like him. But one night he got really kind of bossy and rough with me, then called me the name of his brother who died when he was younger. It really freaked me out. But at least he told me the truth about his brother and all, and I think it made us closer."

"Wow. That is wild. I never thought you and him. You really like him, don't you?"

I hung my head and put my face in my hands. "Yeah, I did -- and I do -- but I hope you don't get upset when I tell you this."

"I'll try not to. Go ahead."

"Well, Dylan's pool party was... not what I expected at all."

"Why was that? Wait, did he USE you?"

I nodded my head, trying to hold back the tears before I started to give Parker the details. "At the time it was super fun but thinking about it now and I should be really pissed at Dylan for what he did." Parker moved closer to me, put his arm around me, caressing my shoulder and neck.

"Babe, whatever it is, I promise I won't get mad. Please just be truthful with me."

"Javy and Isaac, the other captain on the soccer team, Dylan and me all were involved in Dylan's plan to first punish Javy for his treatment of me, then they all pretty much had their way with me." My tears flowed and I began sobbing. Parker held me even tighter, kissing my cheek and wiping away my tears. "I did not know that it was going to be Javy and Isaac staying over. I only wanted to be with Dylan that night. There really was no way I could leave after I found out that they were spending the night as well. It's like everyone knew about it but me. That's just not really right. And yes, it was super exciting, and we all were super horny, and I came several times, but I also had to suck Isaac and Dylan off twice, Javy once, and then got fucked by Javy and Dylan." My tears continued to fall as I was sure that Parker would be done with me.

"It's okay, Carter. I still am your friend and will be forever. Please don't cry."

"I'm sorry Parker. Now you see me as the wimp I truly am. I let them use me." I looked down and caught a glimpse of Parker's shorts, that showed his dick incredibly tenting. He didn't say anything for a minute, then finally spoke.

"Well it sounds like you've lived just about every gay guy's dream, to you know, be with more than one guy at once. I mean it's been a fantasy of mine, and I always thought it would be a dream come true, but not so much for you?"

"Okay, I'll admit it, I did enjoy it. But honestly, what we did last night, kissing, hugging, being so close to you was amazing. I mean that." A huge smile, the one I love, came across Parker's face, and I think I saw him blushing.

"Aww, thanks. I guess I'm just a romantic kind of guy. I believe that there is something special about making love to someone rather than just a quick hop in the sack with no strings attached. Does that make sense?"

"I agree. I didn't or would not have believed that until this morning. But you've opened up a whole new word to me. One that just fuels the passionate flame in me. Wow."

"Babe, I'm just getting started." He reached over and we kissed again. I so wanted to be on top of him right there in the sand, but over on the right end of the beach, an older teenaged couple walked out and sat near the end of the fence. "So I take it then you've done oral and anal, correct?"

"Yes, I've given and received oral, but only been on the receiving end of, you know."

"I guess that makes you a bottom then?"

"If that's what it's called, then yeah. So now you know my story. Can you be truthful with me and tell me your story, so we'll be on the same playing field?"

"Sure, I owe you that much. So where to begin. Well, I have known that I am gay for about three or four years when I was ten or eleven. Like you, I just wasn't interested in girls that much. I mean I guess that's common for kids that age. But there was seemingly more to it than that." Through wrestling and swimming I was around boys that were cute and wearing either singlets or speedos, and it began as a curiosity thing with looking that them when they weren't dressed, like in the shower to compare myself to them. When I was in seventh grade during wrestling was when I started seeing guys dick's getting bigger than mine, with pubic hair, hair under their arms and all. And I thought it was just being curious, like all guys are at that age. Right?" I nodded in agreement.

"Then one weekend my longtime friend Luis -- the one you met on facetime -- spent the night at my house. It's kind of ironic and funny, because like you and Javy, Luis and I messed around too, except he is not my cousin."

"Right! So what happened between you two?" I had to know the answer for this one.

"My parents were out of town for the evening. They let Luis come and stay over. He told me that he saw me looking at this one kid in the shower at school -- Nick or something like that -- and well Nick had a big dick, of course. So Luis called me out on it, and I told him that he did have a big dick and he asked me what I thought. I told him I'd like to touch it and all. Well, next thing you know, he's got his dick out and asked me to touch it. I did. Then he asked me to put it in my mouth. I did. Then he asked me if he could touch mine. We were soon naked and sucking each other off. He stopped me and asked if he could put his uncut seven inch dick in me. I let him. It felt so good! I didn't want him to stop, and finally as he climaxed and shot his load inside me, the feeling of his dick spasming set off my massive orgasm. I came without even touching my dick and sprayed my huge load all over my stomach. I was hooked and knew that I was gay."

"Wow, so when he said what he said over the facetime thing, he meant it, right?

Parker just looked down as if now HE was going to cry. "Yup."

"So how long did you guys, you know, keep having... fun?"

"We were together for nearly two years, and we had to break up because of me moving up here. I hated to leave him."

"I bet. So what all did you guys end up doing, you know, sexually?

"We mainly did a lot like you and I did this morning. But we also sucked each other quite a bit, then I really liked him being in me. I guess that makes me more of a bottom boy as well."

I laughed a bit, because so it turns out we both are bottom boys, used to feeling a big dick inside us.

"What are you laughing about?" Parker asked, smiling and laughing a nervous laugh.

"I was just curious to know how big Luis' dick is."

"He is like almost seven thick inches."

"Oh that's right, you did tell me that. Well, Javy is about that long and is really thick. Dylan is almost as thick, but maybe a half inch longer than Javy. Javy is uncut; Dylan is cut. Isaac is also uncut, seven inches, but thinner, more like mine."

"Now that's funny, that here we are, comparing dick sizes of the guys we've been with. There has to be something funny and ironic about that, don't you think?" Parker laughed as he told me his thoughts.

Now I started laughing too. But it felt good to know more about Parker and that he knew about me. What surprised me that he was like me, into having guys in him. I thought for a moment or two about it, then told him that it does seem to be ironic and funny indeed. But then I had to know if he'd ever thought about being on top.

"Would I ever think about being on top?" He responded, thinking about how to answer that question.

"Sure, I mean I've seen how Luis used to love being inside my ass and how he loved shooting his load inside me. Oh my god, just feeling HIM shoot inside me was a turn on for me, and then having the ability to cum without even touching myself is super awesome too. But I think yes, I'd like to try being the top. How about you?"

"I never really thought about it, because it seems that it's always been a huge turn on feeling a big dick inside me. It felt that way with Javy and with Dylan especially. Isaac didn't want to be in me, so I can't say how that would have felt. So, to be the one on top, yes, I think I would love to try it someday."

"What about licking another guy's butt?" Parker could barely get the words out as he started laughing hysterically. I started laughing too and couldn't stop. When we finally gained some sort of composure after rolling around in the sand, I responded.

"Um I think, that since it has been done to me, that yes, if it was in a spontaneous thing, yes. But to have it be like in the situation where it's like it was for me on Saturday, I don't know. How about you?"

"I agree with you. If it's between two people who are committed to each other and in love, it would be awesome. I definitely want that, to be in a relationship."

"That's cool." I so desperately wanted to rip his clothes off and do everything with him right now on the beach, but I know that I could not do that. We kissed again, hugged, then kissed again, making my desire to be naked on the sand with him even rage out of control like a raging wildfire. But a thought came into my mind, and breaking the bond between our lips, I whispered one more question while we were cheek to cheek.

"Do your parents know?"

"I have not come out to them, and I haven't really thought about it or when to come out to them."

"You said your mom knows, right?"

"Yeah, but I'm not out to anyone else, especially at school. Obviously Dylan, Javy, and now Isaac and you know. But I'm not ready to go kissing my boyfriend in the hallway, even though I'd really love to hold his hand and give him a kiss before he goes into class." I said, winking at Parker, who was cheesing from ear to ear.

"Well I bet your boyfriend feels the same way. I bet he wishes he could do the same but knows that he can't due to being the new kid in a redneck school." We both laughed at calling the school what it was, a place that a lot of rednecks went, hence the name of Machesney Park being Machesney Parkansas.

It was a great moment between us, and we kissed, first checking to see if anyone was around the beach. Parker then got out his cell phone, and took a selfie of the two of us kissing and cheesing for the camera.

Content that the air was now cleared between us, or should I saw our cards were on the table, we both seemed relieved. We had both vowed to not hold secrets from each other. We were just about ready to head back to his house when Parker stopped and spoke as he was ready to hop on his bike.

"I just happened to think about one other thing. So remember last night when we were biking home and got stopped by those guys on the bike path. What were their names again, the younger boys? Don't they ride our bus?"

I knew what he was going to ask, and my heart sank a little, for fear of being rejected by Parker. My darn lack of self-confidence hitting me again. But since I promised the truth to Parker, I began to tell him about those two losers. "Yes, they do. The black kid is Terrell, the white trash kid is Connor."

"They said you blew them. Is that...true?"

I hung my head in shame again. But this time instead of not telling Parker, I told him. "Those losers always bothered me in grade school, and this summer I was out shooting hoops when my mom was in Mexico. They saw me shooting, came in the driveway and bet me that I couldn't beat them in a game of horse or 21 or something. Well the bet was that if they beat me, I would have to suck their dicks until they came. And yes, I did lose. Luckily both had quick trigger fingers and shot their wads after about two minutes."

"Did they leave you alone after that?"

"They came over again when Javy was over. They tried the same bet, except Javy told them sure, if they won we'd blow them, and if we won, they would blow us. Well, we won, but guess what, they took off. So now they've been taunting me ever since."

"Damn, that is just crazy. Don't worry if they bother you again, then I'll take care of them. I'm not scared of those wimps. I won't let them mess with you again!"

"Thanks, man. I appreciate that. Hey, it's almost noon. Want to check out more of the park?" I asked, hopeful of getting in one last decent bike ride in before the day was over.

"I have a better idea. My parents and aunt and uncle might not be home until late. How about we head back to my house and spend some time together?" Parker said winking at me.

"Sure, let's go! I'm ready!"

"Me too. Race you home!"

With that, we took off riding through the park, past a big factory on the south of the creek, eventually past school, then before long we were back on the bike path along the limestone bluffs. I had a good idea what Parker meant by spending some time together, and my dick knew what it meant too. A few minutes later we pulled into his driveway, opened the garage door, and put our bikes in the garage.

"Let's go downstairs, okay?" Parker suggested. I followed him to the living room where the worn sofa and love seat were at. "Here's a blanket. I need to use the bathroom." A few minutes later he came out just wearing another pair of red Tommy underwear and a white tee shirt. I went to the bathroom next. I had to pee, and then the urge to go #2 came along, which I did. I used a warm washcloth that was on the side of the sink to lather up and make sure everything there was clean just in case. I pulled up my gray Old Navy boxer briefs and headed to the living room. My erection returned now, in anticipation of what was to come now.

Parker was standing next to the sofa and just like that we were in each other's arms. Our lips met, our chests met, our hard dicks met and were pressed against each other, once again restricted by the cotton fabric of the briefs. We kissed with the same passion we did earlier in the morning before we exploded into our briefs for the first time. This time though, our lips found each other's ears, then neck, then lips again. Moments later, I worked my fingers under the tail of his tee shirt, and slowly pulled it off of him. The aroma of his musk mixed with sweat gave me an aroma that turned me on even more. I kissed down to his right nipple. I began licking and sucking it gently as Parker began to moan.

Doing the same to his left nipple, I caught a whiff of his perspiration under his arm. I couldn't get enough. Sensing this he raised his left arm up and I drank in his aroma, so intoxicating to my senses.

It was now Parker's turn to catch up to me. His fingers found the tail of my shirt and did the same. I love having my nipples played with, and he sucked mine just like I'd sucked his, biting gently on each one. My dick was straining desperately to get out my briefs, as was his, which once again was nearly poking up above the waistband of his briefs.

I resumed kissing his nipples again. Finally I decided it was time to take charge, knowing that like me, he was used to being submissive as being a bottom boy. So I didn't really push him but started to move him back and before he sat down on the brown blanket I kissed my way from his nipples to his navel. My heart was beating fast, my horniness was at an all time high. I thought from the tiniest of touch I would explode. But I didn't as my fingers reached the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down to his ankles. As his dick sprung loose from the briefs, he moaned as my right hand cupped his balls, squeezing them gently. A drop of clear fluid escaped from his slit and as I moved my mouth into his sack, his musky scent filled my nose. I licked his loose sack, which caused his skin to retract and his balls to gather close. I felt Parker's fingers now running through my hair. I started to lick my way up his shaft, then started sucking with my mouth along the shaft, nearly causing him to moan louder.

"Sit down," I whispered, and Parker sat down on the blanket. My hands found his knees, his legs, his inner thighs, then his ball sack again before the left hand touched his waist, the right one touched the base of his dick and guided it to my wanting mouth. His size was similar to my own, both in length and girth. It was amazing to think that this would be what it would be like to suck my own, making me eager to go down on him. I could taste his precum, sweet and succulent as I swirled it around with my tongue. I began to lick, suck, and worship his hardness. After about two minutes of this, Parker quickly pulled out of my mouth and in one move, pushed me on the sofa. Repeating my method, my body was alive with the touches, the licks, the kisses, light touches, and finally my hard dick slickened by his saliva and my precum going in and out of his mouth.

"Oh my gosh Parker, that feels so good. Mmmm." Was all I could think of to say. My fingers were caressing his hair and head as it bobbed up and down on my dick. I felt like I was getting close, which he sensed. He pulled off my dick and began licking my mostly hairless groin, then licked and sucked on my balls. He did this for a minute or so, then kissed his way up from my navel to my mouth. Eagerly, I accepted his tongue, and tasted my own precum as we passionately kissed.

"Lay down on the sofa babe." He whispered in my ear. I wasn't sure what he was going to do, but he started sucking me again and then moved his dick near my face. Soon he was on top of me, his hard on in my face. I took him as deep into my mouth as I could, and before I knew it, his brown pubes were on my chin and his balls were tickling my nose. We did this for a few minutes before I sensed his orgasm brewing. His dick got really hard, his precum was flowing which only caused my dick to do the same. I started wiggling around on the sofa underneath Parker. He sensed I was close, so he slowed his sucking way down; I did the same to him. If our timing was perfect, we could both cum at the same time.

Sure enough, both of us began to moan, wiggle, and our bodies got really tense as we erupted in each other's mouth at the same time, greedily swallowing as much of our loads as we could. I swear the orgasms felt like they were going to last like five minutes or something like that. When our dicks stopped oozing, Parker moved off of me, spun around and then laid back on top of me. His mouth and tongue found my mouth, his tongue plunging in deep to meet mine, the taste of our huge loads mixing together. It was one of the most sensual moments my young life had experienced at that point. Kissing passionately, we couldn't stop, until finally our lips broke contact. Parker had a dreamy smile on his face as his blue eyes stared deeply into my brown eyes in a gaze that looked into our souls.

"You're amazing, Carter Michaels. I really am glad we came out to each other, and I'm glad that you're my best friend. Thank you for being you!"

"YOU'RE amazing, Parker Nelson! I'm so happy too, and love you being my best friend. You've made my life so much better, and I think I can learn so much from you, like how to defend myself, and be confident in myself. We're going to be great together, and I just, um, want to say that I really like you, and um want to know if you would like to be my boyfriend?""

His smile said all that he didn't need to say. But to be sure, he said yes in a confident voice, and I smiled back as his lips met mine again. We kissed again for close to five minutes, and as our dicks remained hard, he began to grind his into my mostly hairless groin. Since it was dry between us, he moved down and spread some of his saliva on the shaft of my erection, stopping to lick and suck the sensitive underside of my dick. Content that it was now slippery, he moved back on top of me just like he did the night before. It didn't take long before we both erupted in another orgasm, our cum mixing together once more. What he did next surprised me. He moved down and licked up several of the small pools of cum in his mouth, then brought it up to my mouth and shared it with me as we resumed kissing. The taste of our cum mixed together was amazing. I thought we would now move on to the next step of being inside each other, but as I moved to touch his hole, he stopped me.

"Let's save that for another time, okay? I still want us to fuck each other of course, but maybe next time."

"Okay that's fine." I agreed, nodding my head. "Um, I think we need to shower again dude," as I felt my chest all sticky from the cum that Parker did not lick up.

"Sounds good to me. What time is it?"

"Um, it's close to three pm. We still have time, right?"

"We sure do. Race you to the shower!"

And so it went. I raced after Parker's nakedness running to the shower. His cute firm butt would have to wait until another time, but I was okay with that. As long as we could find time to kiss and occasionally suck on each other's dick, I was good.

We spent nearly a half hour playing in the shower together. Between sucking him and a hand job, he erupted again. Once again I swallowed his entire load again. I love the taste of his semen! He tried blowing me again, but I must have cum too many times over the weekend because I couldn't cum again.

It was almost four pm and our wonderful weekend was now drawing to a close. I needed to get home to see my mom for a little while to see how her weekend was and to prepare for returning to school again on Tuesday. Parker and I said our goodbyes, holding on to each other for as long as we could until I finally told him that at least we'd be together for the last two classes of the day, and then I invited him to watch the varsity soccer game at home again tomorrow evening. He was grinning again, and we made plans to sit up in the bleachers again enjoying the view of the cute soccer player boys, especially the co-captains and my cousin Javy. After kissing and hugging in the garage again for another five minutes or so, I finally hopped on my bike and waved back at my boyfriend as he stood waving in his garage as I rode away.

When I got home, I put my bike in the garage, went in the house, and saw my mom for the first time in a few days. She still looked very tired but still gave me a hug and a kiss on my cheek. She had made some enchiladas in a green sauce, and the food was just about ready.

"Hola mi amor, how was your weekend?" she asked, then giving me a strange look she blurted out "Why are your lips all red?" My face must have turned as red as my lips, but boldly I blurted out in return "from spending the weekend kissing my new boyfriend."

"What??? Wait, Who, When? How? And just how much were you two kissing???" Mom had a small smirk on her face, knowing that sooner or later I would find a boyfriend.

"Mom, you're not going to believe this, but my new friend Parker is just like me. He is gay, Mom. I am so excited! He is like my best friend too!" Mom just smiled thinking about her response, then she spoke. "Carter, mi amor, I am muy feliz para ti, (very happy for you) and I hope you two are very happy together. Please, mi amor, just be careful at school. I know that not too many campuses or schools are ready to accept two nice boys like you and Parker kissing, hugging, and holding hands walking down the hallways."

"I know, mama. We've talked about it, and Parker is not out to his parents and is not into kissing and hugging in public like at school, so yes, we will be careful, I promise."

"Que bueno, mi amor," she responded. I just see so many cases of prejudices against gays and lesbians, especially at school that lead to good boys like you and your novio (boyfriend) getting beat up. I just don't want to see that at my ER." I told her that I'd behave and just take things slowly and carefully.

We ate dinner together while I told her about my weekend, except for the gory details about what went on at Dylan's house during early Saturday morning. It was nice to talk to her openly and I am so happy that mi mama is accepting of who I am. I would be so very sad if she rejected me just for being gay and if she kicked me out of the house.

I made my lunch for school tomorrow, showered again, then told mama good night. At least she had the night off, so I didn't have to worry about being alone tonight.

My long, fun, and very sexual Labor Day weekend was now over. As I crawled into bed, I reflected back on the fun that Parker and I had Friday night; the fun that Dylan, Isaac, Javy, and even Chase and the other guys from the pool party had. I also had to make a mental note to talk to Chase's brother Noah tomorrow in Math class.

Of course my last thought was about Parker becoming my new and very first boyfriend. How cool was that?! I was just about ready to doze off when my cell phone buzzed. It was a text from Parker. Once again he thanked me for the weekend together and for being his boyfriend. Then the picture he took at the park of the two of us came through, kissing and smiling, looking extremely happy. I wrote back to him thanking him for the best weekend ever, and for the selfie of us at the park. The sight of us two kissing and smiling almost made me cry tears of joy. But instead I waited for him to respond, and his final message for the night simply read: "Good night, Love you."

What a great way to end the best weekend of my life.

Author's note: This will be the ending of the first part of the story. Do not worry guys! There is much more of a story to tell about Carter, Parker and the rest of the guys. I will now skip ahead a few weeks and then a few months as life settles down for Carter in school and home, as essentially he stays busy with his new boyfriend and school. Thanks again for being faithful readers of my story and reaching out to me with your comments and suggestions! - Austin.