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Acceptance
__________________________________________________ I was a typical teenage boy. I
liked all of the things most typical boys my age were into, girls, games,
girls, sports, girls, cars, girls, movies, and did I mention girls! I had dated
several girls since freshman year, and I had fooled around with plenty of them,
but I had not had sex with any of them. I wanted to have sex as much as
the next guy, but I wasn't interested in a "one night stand." I wanted a
relationship. It wasn't until my sophomore year that I found a girl that I
really liked and dated steadily. Her name was Janice, and she was beautiful. I was kind of a big guy, not
fat really, but broad and tall. I had always been a big guy. By eleventh grade,
I was six foot-one, Cp Hard two hundred and forty pounds. I had a bit of a beer belly,
but I looked like a line backer. Everyone always asked me `why I didn't try out
for sports' and although I did enjoy playing sports for fun, I had other
interests. I was a geek! I loved chess, choir, band, and drama. I was even in
several school plays. Yep. I was a geek, but I was a very popular geek.I was friends with most of the
jocks, and I was always invited to all the big parties. At the same time I had
no problem fitting in with the geek crowd either. I stuck up for them any
chance I got, and our school was a fairly bully free zone. The goths, the nerds, even some of the outed
gay crowd, were all counted as my friends. I was and all around kind of guy. I
loved it!Janice was very special to me.
I knew I had strong feelings for her, and she had strong feelings for me. I
don't think, however, that we were ever really `In Love'. Oh we liked each
other enough to have sex. We were each other s firsts. We both came from
Christian homes, and although we didn't really want to `wait for marriage.' We
both had the opinion that a committed relationship, was about as close as we
wanted to get for a while. She was like me and didn't like the idea of just
sleeping with the next guy that came along. We just really clicked together and
we were the couple of the tenth and eleventh grade.I also had this best friend.
His name was Sylvester. I always called him Sly. We had been best friends for
almost four years. Its beginnings are a bit strange though. You see Sly was
almost two years younger then me. He had been the skinny runt that all the
neighborhood kids picked on. That was, until I moved into town. I had been walking through the
new neighborhood, just checking things out, when a commotion caught my eye. I
was fourteen at the time, but I had already started getting big. I liked to
workout on the home gym, and just really liked working out, I know weird huh?There were three kids about my
age or maybe a year younger, none of them as big as me, picking and hitting
this younger, skinny kid. I started getting mad... I hate bullies. I ran over to
see what was going on."Hey! What are you guys doing
to that kid?""Who the fuck
are you, dillhole?""Yea, mind you own business!!"
the tallest of them said to me. The tall one then grabbed the
poor kid by his nuts and started to squeeze. The small kid cried out in pain,
tears streaking his face. His shirt had been ripped and I could see a bruise on
his side. That was all I could stand!I walked up to the first smart
mouth, and landed a blow right on his nose. He went down holding his nose,
blood rushing down his face, onto his shirt. I then spun around and round house
kicked the shocked one standing to my left. He spun around and landed face
first on ground, not moving. I think I knocked him out. That just left the
asshole fondling the small kid's balls. He released the kid once he
realized what I had just done and I'm sure the look on my face wasn't helping
much, because he looked terrified. The small kid fell to the ground, being released,
clutching his battered privates. The asshole backed away, turned, and tried to
make a run for it, leaving his buddies behind. I hate bullies, but what I hate
even more are bully cowards! I did a sweep kick to his legs, and he fell to the
ground planting his face in grass. I walked up, used my foot to roll him over
on to his back, he was still groggy, and I applied pressure to his groin with
my combat booted foot. He sobered up quick as he doubled up and grabbed at my
foot, trying in desperation to relive the pain. He was crying out a bit loudly."I guess that hurts then
doesn't it?" I lifted my foot slightly and before he had time to get his hands
around his nuts, I jabbed down my foot quickly. His cries stopped as he rolled
over onto his side, in the fetal position, both hands cradling his flattened
nut sack, sucking in air, like I had hit him in the gut. None of the kids ever
messed with Sly again after that.Me and
Sly became instant friends. There was always something about him. We just
clicked. He was my best friend and I loved him like a little brother I never
had. (I was an only child.) We had had so much in common. We both loved all the
same things, did most of them together, we even slept over at each others
houses on the weekends. We talked about, well just
about everything. I introduced him to porn, and although we would sit for hours
reading and looking at the pictures, we never jerked off around each other like
some kids did. We were actually kinda shy around each other. We had never been
naked around each other before, but I had no problems showering at school
around the other guys.I had the broad chest, tall,
muscular thing going on for me, but Sly developed into quite a strong and well
toned young man himself. He came over and worked out with me often and he loved
to skateboard. Skateboarding was one thing I never had the coordination for.
Every time I tried I would bust my ass. Sly however, was awesome!Sly, at sixteen, was about five
foot six, one hundred and fifty-six pounds. He had that skater / swimmers body,
with jet-black hair that was always hanging in his bright green eyes and this
pale, almost milk colored skin. He was always getting bad sun burns in the
summer. He had these funny dimples in his cheeks when he smiled. All the girls
thought he was so cute! I was cool for Sly, because he
went from being the skinny kid that everyone picked on, to the cute little guy
that was at all the cool parties, and hung out with the cool older kids. The
biggest benefit for him though was all the older girls that always went, "Aww he's so cute!" at all the parties. He became quite the
star at his school. As far as I know no one ever picked on him again. Sly,
unlike me, was a little horn dog and used his new found fame to get it any
chance he could. He started at fourteen, with a sixteen year old hottie, and never looked back. He dated a few girls his own
age, but he loved the older girls.He actually had sex before me.
We talked about it all though, he always told me how much fun it was and how good
it felt. He was always bragging how he lasted a good twenty minutes or more. It
was a few months after his first sexual escapades that I started getting
serious with Janice, and we had sex for the first time. It was awesome, just as
good as he Cp Hard had described, but better I think. Mine and Janice's relationship
was more caring then his generally were. Most of his conquests were one-nighters. It was my junior year, around
prom time. Me and Janice had been together for almost
two years. Things were good between us, but we both knew that something was not
quite right. We cared a lot for each other, the sex was great, and we both
remained faithful to one another, but neither one of us could say the "L" word.
We had talked about it several times. We knew that at some point, we would have
to break it off, but for the mean time, things were great, and we had big plans
for prom night. We figured that we would probably go our separate ways when we
left for college. Sly had just turned sixteen and
I was seventeen, about to turn eighteen in a few months. He was staying at my
place one weekend, a few weeks after the prom, as we had done for four years,
whenever we didn't have dates planned. It was around midnight. We were in my
room, in my king sized bed, as always. As usual, we were laying there
discussing the week's events. Also as usual the talk turned to our love lives,
and sex."Did I hear right? Did you dump
Kim and go back to Amy again?""Yea, what can I say? Amy is an
amazing fuck! But that is it, you know... the only thing Amy wants is physical,
and that's cool. She could be the perfect girlfriend. I mean she has a hot
body, she is smart, popular, great sense of humor, but there is no real
emotional connection there. I love sex with her, but I just need more... I'll
probably break up with her in a week or two again.""How many times have we talked
about this man? You need to lay off the sex a bit, and just date
for a while... find the girl man!"He was grinning at me, "Man you
know me! I want something more, but Sly jr. just keeps
getting in the way." We both laughed at that. After a while of just laying
there, almost falling asleep, Sly started a conversation that would change me
forever."Um... hey
Josh? You ever have, strange sex dreams? Things of you doing things you
wouldn't ever do?""Ahh...
What do you mean?"He took a big breath, "Well... I
have... Um... been dreaming of... oh just forget it!" He rolled over, away from me.
I knew from the shakiness of his voice that this was something he wanted to
talk about, but he seemed... afraid."Go on Sly, you know we can
talk about anything." I wasn't as prepared for what he had to say as I thought
I was.He rolled back over, I think I saw a tear in his eye. "Josh, I've been...
I've had several dreams lately... of..." he took a deep breath. "...of having sex
with a guy!" He was staring at me, waiting for my response. "Wow..." I was a bit dumbfounded.
I knew a few guys that said they were gay, but Cp Hard I never talked to them about the
homosexuality. Being the nice straight boy that I was, I had had it beaten in
that being gay was a betrayal to ones self. It was abnormal! Although around
other straight guys you can joke around at being gay, but you made it clear to
all in the room that it was just for a joke, and that you were as straight as
they come.Being a born and raised
Christian, you are told from Cp Hard the time you can understand, that to be gay or have gay fantasies
was wrong! It was a sin against God! And my best friend in the world was just
confessing to me to having Gay fantasies... My gut took over and I said the same
thing that any straight boy would say if his manhood was put into question... the
totally wrong thing! "Dude, that's gross... how can you stand having gay dreams?"The wide look in his eyes, and
the water that began to form told me I had said the wrong thing. I knew it was
wrong as soon as it had left my lips. The look on his face told me I had just
fucked up! His voice was quivering, "You think I want these dreams..."There was something about the
way he had said it. It was like he was trying to convince himself, and me, that
he didn't want the dreams. "That's not the worst part." He was openly sobbing
now, "The worst part is in these dreams... I'm having sex... with YOU!" his voice
had raised at the end. I was shocked! He was not only having dreams about gay
sex, but gay sex with me in them. None of that prepared me for what happened
next.With the tears still streaming
down his face, he moved up quickly over the top of me, and placed his lips on
mine. My initial straight boy gut kicked in and tried to get him off of me, but
I didn't really end up trying very hard. With my eyes locked into his tear
soaked green eyes, waves of pent up emotion came over me from out of nowhere.You know how they talk about
life flashing before your eyes before you die. Well I had one of those moments.
The past four years flew past me in the blink of an eye, and I realized, in
that moment, that what I had mistaken for brotherly feelings of friendship,
where much, much more. I loved Sly! I could see it all, plan as day.My straight indoctrinated mind
had not let me see it. I realized that I had always been very attracted to Sly.
He was the only guy I have ever felt... shy around. I had no problem being but
naked in front of the guys at in the gym shower. I was never really that modest
of a person, just around Sly. All of it just to hide my own attraction, and
feelings for Sly. All of my perceptions of our relationship changed with a
simple kiss.Five minutes later and our
first kiss was still going on. We were exploring each
others tongues. Our hands were exploring our bodies. Mine was caressing his
face, hair, and the back of his neck. His were on my chest checking out every
inch of pectoral muscle. When we finally came up for air, Sly started to move
off of me."No, just lay down here." I
said taping my chest. He unstraddled my waist and lay
down on top of me draped off of my right side. We lay there for a while neither
of us wanting to talk about what had just happened. His head resting on my
chest, and my arms around him, He felt like he belonged there. I broke the silence, "Ok,
First..." he propped up to look at me. He had this angelic look on his face. I
continued, "I'm sorry for what I said a few minutes ago. I was not being honest
with my self. I... I think I'm in love with you Sly!" his face became a huge
grin. As I said it, it did all click in my heart. I did love him. "I haven't
had dreams about you, that I can remember, but I realize that I that I have had
strong feelings for you, for a very long time."He had those tears again,
"Thank you! I have been waiting to talk to you about this for almost a year
now." He moved up a bit a kissed me again. A few seconds later the feeling of a
hand rubbing my cock though my shorts, made me realize that I had been hard for
quite some time now. I became aware of his prick too, as it was pressed firmly
against my hip. Part of me started screaming in my head that this was wrong.
The other part of me however, was beating the hell out of the first part. My
whole being wanted this, badly.My right hand found its way to
his ass, while my left was grinding his mouth into mine, pushing down on the
back of his head. His tongue was on fire. This was so much hotter then with
Janice. His hand left my cock, and made its way under my shirt and found a
nipple to tweak.I was getting so turned on by
this. Sly broke our kiss, "I want to see you... all of you!" He jumped out of the
bed and ran across the room to the light switch. It was about Cp Hard one o'clock in
the morning. As my eye became used to the light, Sly began striping off his
clothes as he walked back to the bed. His body was amazing. All the
working out had really paid off. He had these six pack abs I would kill for,
instead of the slight beer gut I had going. As his shorts hit the floor, I saw
the one part of his body I never seen. His cock was beautiful. It was so hard
that it was practically pointing at the ceiling. His trim, black pubes were a
real turn-on and his nuts where large and hung low, at least a good five inches
from his body. His cock was long, about eight
inches I think, but skinny, like the rest of him. I think the only fat part of
his body was the head of his prick. It was big, puffy, and a deep shade of
purple. It looked a bit off since the rest of his body was a milky cream color.I sat up and started to shuck
off my shirt. He jumped on the bed and went straight for my shorts. I was proud
of my six-and-a-half inch monster. What it didn't have in length it more then
made up for in girth. I was about as big around as a Maglight
handle.I couldn't believe I was doing
this, but at the same time Cp Hard I knew I wanted this more then anything in my whole
life. Sly had flipped a switch in me and years of pent up emotion came crashing
through both of us.He took my rock hard monster
and began one of the best blowjobs I have ever received! (That is still true to
this day!) His mouth was on fire. I was so glad that my bedroom was in the
attic over the garage, and that my sleeping parents' room was on the other side
of the house. I'm sure they would have heard the screams and moans of pleasure
coming from my lips.I didn't last long under his
assault. Cp Hard Within a few minutes I could feel the pressure building up."Sly... I'm about to cum!" That did
not have the effect I thought, he started to work harder.It was then that he did
something I really didn't expect. I felt his wet finger press into my asshole.
My initial reaction would have been to stop him, but it was way too late for
that. His finger slipped into my ass, and slid surprisingly painlessly, until
his knuckles were pressing against my cheeks. I felt his fingertip start to rub
something deep inside me, and I exploded into rapture. I flooded his mouth with
a weeks worth of built up cum, and screamed, "FUCK!!!"My whole body shook from the
earthquake traveling though my body. When it slowed down I was tingling from
head to foot, from the best orgasm of my short life. Sly crawled up and kissed
me slowly, sharing a bit of my cum with me. I had to
admit, I tasted pretty good. I had never even thought of trying my own spunk
before. It was actually a bit of a turn on for me.Sly broke the kiss after a
while, and looked deep into my eyes, "Josh... can I make love to you?"I didn't know what to say at
first. There was still a whisper of that hetero-voice in my head saying, "No!
It will make you GAY!!" but I had already decided, I was in love with this boy,
and I wanted to experience everything I could with him. I was a bit scared too,
because I thought of how it would hurt, but I just smiled at him, "Yes, I would
like nothing more."I rolled over to the night
stand, opened the drawer, and pulled out the petroleum jelly that used to beat
off with. He smiled as he read my mind. He took the jar and scooped out a
finger full as I pulled my legs back. I felt the cold jelly on my ass, and then
his finger as he slowly worked it around my asshole. He slowly started to push
into my ass again, working the jelly around just inside.He kept looking at my face to
see if he was hurting me, but he went slow and worked my hole
open, a little at a time. It really felt good! There was no pain the whole time
as he worked one, two, and finally three fingers into my ass. Every now and
then he would hit that spot again as he worked his fingers in and out. My cock
jumped each time. It was now very hard again.After a few minutes of this,
Sly removed his fingers and leaned forward to kiss me again. He leaned back
with a hungry look in his eyes, and I felt it. His cock pressed against my ass
as he slowly pushed in and out, right at the entrance. He slowly pushed further
each thrust until the head broke the event horizon of my ass. There was a brief
moment of pain as his head popped in, but it was replaced soon with waves of
pleasure. He slowly worked his way in
until his balls came to rest on my cheeks and I felt full, like I had to take a
shit. Once he was all the way in, he leaned back down and we kissed for a good
minute. When his lips left mine, they slowly made their way down my neck, and
then on to my chest.He then, started to move his
hips. Wow! I couldn't believe how good it felt. It was so different from any
sex I had ever had. Not just because I was on the receiving end, but the
emotions, the passion, it was more... raw, more... animal. Maybe it was because I
had cared for Janice, but I had always known that didn't really "love" her.
This... this was pure Love!Sly sat up and started getting
a faster rhythm going. I could hear and feel his low hanging nuts, slapping my
ass. I really wanted to experience this, so I whispered to him, "Harder baby!
Hit it harder, I know you can!" the look on his face when I called him `baby'
was worth the price of admission, and harder he did.My bed started to squeak from
the pounding Sly was giving my ass. He had placed his hands on the back of my
knees, pressing them into my chest, shifting my ass so his stroke hit from a
slightly different angle. The change felt amazing! I could feel my nuts
tightening up. `Shit I'm about to cum again!' I thought. It would be the first
time I had ever had an orgasm without being touched.My second orgasm of the night
felt even more powerful then the first. The first shot hit my nose, dribbling
into my mouth. Sly grabbed my cock like it Cp Hard was an arcade joystick. The next few
shots hit his chest, and then drooled down onto his hand. My prostate was
screaming from the stimulation, I was shivering all over as my orgasm was
slowing down. My ass had been squeezing his cock with every wave, but as I
started to come down, he started pumping his seed deep into me.We had both been moaning and
swearing rather loudly. Sly collapsed on my chest, his head resting against my
neck. We were both breathing hard and sweating all over each other. The next thing I remember is
waking later that morning with Sly draped across me, now laying on my right
side, his head on my chest now. He was quietly snoring. He was so cute!I just laid there for about an
hour, thinking over this morning's revelation. I couldn't believe I had never
seen it before. I had been so blind. I even realized that there were a few
other guys at school that I found personally attractive for one reason or
another. My mind had been so closed. Now, it felt as though a weight had been
lifted off...I have considered myself
bisexual ever since, and still a monogamous person. I did break things off with
Janice the next day. She was a bit upset at first, because of the suddenness,
but we talked a long time about it, and agreed that we were just fooling
ourselves and that we should get out there and find that right person for each
other. She was still one of my best friends for a long while, until I lost
contact with her a few years later after college. Me and
Sly were together for about two years. There were a few good reasons for us to
break it off at the time. First, because Sly really wanted a family, and so did
I, so it seemed like a good idea at the time. The other main reason was because
we had moved away from each other, and long distance relationships rarely work
out. Also, it was too painful, having to part each time after a brief weekend
here, a week vacation there. We are still friends and talk
often. Maybe one day my first True Love will come back into my life... __________________________________________________
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