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This series is based loosely on my time going through middle school, high school and up until now. Mostly true, but somewhat enhanced.
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We had hit the "dog days summer" as it was called where I grew up. Labor Day weekend was a few weeks away and this meant summer was drawing to an end soon. We would be heading off to high school, which I was looking forward to.... but I had set myself a goal to get closer to Tom before that happened. Once we were back in school IF the two of us had become close things could be good, but it'd be a whole hell of a lot easier to get closer when it was just the few of us who hung together before returning to school.
Time was running short. Quickly.
But then there was a ray of hope.... Brandon who we hung out with but lived a few miles away announced that he was planning a party at his house to celebrate the upcoming advance into high school. (LOL, ya'd think we were off to college!) Now here's the thing about parties at his house. His mom was divorced and lived alone. She was pretty cool tho for being an older aged mom. She could have been his grandmother I think. But she believed kids will be kids and so better they act up in the safety of their home rather than running wild on the streets. She was ok with whatever took place.... drinking, smokin pot, watching porn, you name it. There was only one rule, and it was STRICTLY enforced. When you arrived at her house she told you where to park, and then you turned over your keys to her. They would not be returned until the next morning AFTER breakfast. Further, after she had all our cars parked tightly together so nobody could get out with an extra set of keys, she parked her car at the very end of the driveway, which had deep ditches on both sides.
In other words, if you were attending a party at Brandon's, you were going to a sleep over.
There obviously wasn't enough beds for a bunch of us guys to sleep in so the norm was to finally just crash, or pass out on the floor (they had thick padded carpet) or grab a couch or recliner, but everyone was required to sleep downstairs on the main level. The bedrooms upstairs were off limits. She probably figured with teenage boys that someone would be looking for the privacy of a bedroom for...... extra privacy to have fun doing..... whatever LOL.
So Brandon was over at my house along with Tyler and we were going over the invite list. Tyler suggested we of course invite Ricky. I had other ideas in my deviated little mind, and didn't want Ricky in the way messin things up like he often does.
"Hey Tyler, I don't think Ricky's mom is too cool with the idea of Ricky going to parties at Brandon's house."
"Why not, what's the big deal" asked Brandon.
"Well nothing against your mom buddy, I think she's great" I said, "but I don't think Ricky's parents like the "free rule" because Ricky can get out of control pretty easily."
"That's true" said Tyler, "we've all seen him get grounded by his parents a bunch of times, and with school just around the corner I know he is hoping to make the wrestling team. Getting grounded might mess that up."
"Allright then it's decided, it's best for his own good if he sits this one out."
"So who else should we invite, we got room for maybe one more."
Oh did I have the answer to THAT question..... "Hey I know, why don't we invite Tom?"
"Tom?"
I'm thinking to myself, you dipshit.... ya Tom.... you know, the Boy God Adonis with the unbelievably sexy body!!!
But I controlled myself and said "Yeah he's that guy that's been hangin around Erica. Seems like a cool dude."
Tyler looked at Brandon and said "What'ya think? Should we invite him?"
"I don't see why not, seems fairly chill to me. Might be alittle bored since he doesn't know everyone that well but why not."
"Ok good, it's decided then he's invited, and I'll let him know." I said trying not to seem too excited.
"What, you two know each other?" asked Tyler.
Oh oh I thought. I'd better be careful. Maybe I answered with too much enthusiasm. "Well yeah of course I've gotten to know him over the summer since he's at Erica's all the time, and she lives just 2 house away."
wow that was a smooth recovery.
So the sleep over was set for this coming Saturday night. I couldn't wait. It gave me all week to conjure up ideas of what I wanted to do, and how to go about it. I was basically a wreck all week scheming and planning.... well and basically jerking off to my thoughts. LOL
Finally Saturday arrived. I had never really been one to pay much attention to how I dressed or what I looked like when going to a guys sleep over with a handful of my buddies. But this time I found myself obsessing over it. I wanted to make a good impression on Tom. I don't know what I was thinking, there was NO indication that he was gay or even the least bit curious about it, or bi, or anything except interested in Erica.
But here I am, in my room changing my cloths a half dozen times trying to look my sexiest without being obvious about it. It's not that easy to do, at least for me. Tom on the other hand is the type of guy who can just grab a shirt, any shirt, and a pair of shorts, or pants and throw them on and look sexy as hell. I finally decided on my attire, which was probably my usual mundane self. He's not going to notice, so who cares. Gave my hair a messy shake cus I mean afterall I'm going to be sleeping on the floor so who cares really. Plus half the group will probably be drunk. I wasn't much for getting drunk, or high and besides I had something much more important on my mind tonight.
I was going to suck Tom's nipple! I don't care if I get caught and get the crap beat out of me. Sometimes there are certain things in life that you WANT just SOOO BAD that you're willing to do anything including taking crazy risks for it. That's where I was at with this. I've obsessed over this guy's chest and in particular his nipples for soo long now I didn't care what it took. It WAS HAPPENING..... TONIGHT. PERIOD.
i hope.
I was one of the first to arrive Saturday night, trying not to seem too excited I suppose showing up later would have been wiser, but I was READY!
Slowly one by one everybody showed up, and as fate would have it Tom was the last to arrive.... just to play with my nerves.
And he was wearing his usual long camping pants, the ones that were made out of water repellant material that was very thin. Did I mention that they were VERY thin? Ok... just makin sure! And a tshirt that hugged his body perfectly, which included allowing his puffy, well rounded nipples to create little mounds in his shirt that you couldn't help but notice.
AND I NOTICED, believe me!
I was always so paranoid that he was on to me. Not that he ever did anything to indicate that, no smirk, no sideways glance or stare.... just me being overly paranoid.
As the night went on, we played card games, had pizza, watch some porn, a few guys went out back and got high, and there was no shortage of beer.
Finally it started to quiet down as one by one the guys started to doze off laying scattered around the living room floor.
I ended up lying next to Tom. Purely by coincidence! The biggest problem was he still had his shirt on. This was NOT good!
I laid there for a couple minutes and sat up announcing to whoever might be awake and listening that I wasn't sleeping in my shirt. It would get all wrinkled, and this time of year it was so humid that I was uncomfortable.
I flung my shirt up over the back of one of the dining room chairs and laid back down.
About a minute later Tom sat up and said "That's a good idea, it is kind of sticky and my shirt is going to be a sweaty wrinkled mess for sure."
And with that he grabbed the hem of the bottom of the shirt, slowly pulled it up and over his head and hung it on a chair.
OH MY GAWD!!! MY PLAN WAS WORKING!!!!
Tom, the perfect definition of what a sexy teenage hunk should look like just stripped his shirt off. And he did it in a sexy strip tease way, which was normal for him. Both him and Ricky did that. I swear they do that on purpose as if they know they have a hunky body and somebody somewhere is always watching out of the corner of their eye.
He looked at me, smiled and said "Thanks for the suggestion".
"ahhh ummmm, yeah sure no problem. Good night." I managed to stutter out before closing my eyes and pretending to fall asleep.
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That stupid clock was ticking soo slow I thought the time that everyone was asleep would never arrive.
Bigger problem was HOW would I know when everyone was asleep.
Tom was the most important one to watch, but I was fairly close to him. Maybe just 4 feet away. And a couple other guys were kind of close, But I had to make sure everyone was asleep. I couldn't risk having someone across the room be watching me out of barely open eyes.
Finally around 4am the breathing sounds all were slow, steady and there was no movement.
Time to make my move.
TIME TO SUCK TOM'S NIPPLE. (maybe both of them.... NO! can't get too carried away.... stick to the plan.)
I needed an excuse in case he woke up on me.
Brandon's mom left extra pillows piled up against the wall directly on the other side of Tom. That would be my excuse. I am just reaching over Tom to get an extra pillow. But what if he woke up while I was actually licking his nipple? hmmmmm...... need a good explanation for that. I thought about this all week, and the best reason I could come up with was "Hahahaha I was giving you a titty twister to see if those big nipples of yours had feeling in them." Lame I know, but it was the best I could come up with that was believable. Some in our group, like Ricky (of course) would give titty twisters and wedgies all the time clowning around so it kind of seemed legit.
Practicing my response, "Hahaha I was reaching over you for an extra pillow, and gave you a titty twister to see if those big nipples of yours had feeling in them." Over and over in my mind I rehearsed it. It needed to seem real and not made up with stuttering and a lot of umm or errr, or I'd be busted for sure.
The room was dark, but a faint light flooded in from the kitchen night light. Just enough that I could see his chest rise and fall ever so briefly as the slow breathing of a deep sleep wasn't missing a beat.
My heart on the other hand was pounding soo hard I thought it would come right out of my chest. It's a good thing it was fairly dark because if I did get caught I would have been beet red in the face and no amount of rehearsed response would have covered that.
Well here goes......
Ever so quietly I got up on my knees, and crawled the 4 feet over to Tom's side at about chest level.
I just sat there for a few minutes admiring his beautiful body. I wasn't jealous of it at all, but rather I was soo thankful that I was able to recognize the vision that lay before me. And I was grateful that on this large planet of 7 billion people, Tom was laying HERE, right next to me! Some guys would look at him and just say "Oh that's just some jock" and not think a thing of it. Not able to recognize the perfection in his body. The flawless skin, beautiful light tan, no body hair in sight, perfect proportioned size muscles, and my favorite of course were those two mounded succulent nipples that really stood out. Screaming to be sucked, and licked.
And I was here to answer their cry out.
It seemed to me like it all happened in slow motion.
I leaned in, bent down and with one last check of his eyes and breathing I stuck my tongue out and.....
ever so slowly DRAGGED IT UP STARTING AT THE BOTTOM OF HIS NIPPLE, UP OVER THE TOP OF THE MOUND, AND BACK DOWN THE TOPSIDE!!!
WOW..... it felt soo good! In reality it probably just felt like any other nipple. But when you obsess over something like I did this, the effect it has on your mind, your emotions, your dick..... can not be over emphasized. I mean this WAS thee very thing that made me realize I liked guys bodies.
And I just licked it nice and slow from bottom to top!!! WOW. I was hooked and going back for round two, only this time the goal was to suck it.
After another careful check of everyone in the room, and Tom especially I went back down hovering over his chest and sucked the whole nipple into my mouth just like you would suck the very end of a cock into your mouth.
OH MY GAWD......... it was pure bliss.
I sat back on my haunches and just admired the sight before me, including his now wet nipple!
I SUCKED TOM'S NIPPLE. I LOVED DOING IT. AND SOMEHOW I HOPE TO DO IT AGAIN.... maybe even when he was awake.
well, let's not push our luck, I thought, and realized I'd better be content with what I just did and get back to where I was supposed to be sleeping.
But as I started to crawl back away I noticed a lump had grown in his thin pants. A very sizable lump too!
And as I sat there staring at it I saw it jump up trying to escape the confines of the very thin pants.Yep he was rock hard!
It answered a question I had wondered for a long time. YES indeed Tom's nipples were wired directly to his cock!!!
Before crawling back to my spot I couldn't resist grabbing that pulsating thumping big log lying along the right side of his pants. I gave it a nice squeeze.
WHOA......
it was BIG.
It was HARD.
It was ALIVE.
It wanted to shoot a load I could tell, but sadly THAT wasn't going to happen now.
at least not tonight.
I made it back over to my spot and tried to go to sleep but was soo turned on I couldn't sleep. So I tip toed into the bathroom and it took me less than 2 minutes to blast out a huge load. Not being my house I had to be careful about cleaning up, which probably took much longer. But when I laid back down I was now one satisfied happy camper and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
Come morning time most everyone was awake before me, but when I got up everything seemed to be normal. No funny looks from anybody, especially Tom. We all had breakfast cooked by Brandon's mom as usual (while she was carefully observing that nobody was still high or drunk) and talked about what a fun time we had. As we were getting ready to head home, Tom thank Brandon's mom for breakfast, and us for inviting him saying it was a good way to end the summer.
Then he said "Hey next weekend is Labor Day and back to school. How about we have one last summer fling at my house?"
Everyone was like "Hey that'd be great" and "Yeah let's do it."
"Let me check with my parents first but I think they'll be fine with the idea. And we'll start it earlier since I have an inground pool in the backyard we can go swimming too."
My ears perked up..... did he say he had a pool? and that we'd be swimming? Like in swimsuits?
"Yeah count me in for sure! I hope your parents are alright with a house full of us. Better leave Ricky at home to be safe."
Well Tom had no problem with leaving Ricky out since Ricky had been snoopin around Erica, and Tom was trying to get her to be his girlfriend. Good luck with that tho because it's hard to say who is the bigger slut.... Erica or Ricky. LOL
I thanked Brandon's mom for breakfast and as I headed home with visions of nipples bouncing in my head, I couldn't help but wonder one thing.....
What type of swimsuit does Tom wear???
End of Part 9
to be continued....