Just as I started heading for the bus on Wednesday afternoon, I heard David call to me from behind.
“Hey, Billy. There’s no school on Friday, because of a teachers’ conference,” he explained, “so why don’t you see if you can stay over Thursday night and then spend all day Friday with me?”
“I’ll ask my mom as soon as she gets home,” I answered. “Can I call and let you know later?”
“Sure. You have my number,” he agreed.
“Right. Talk to you then,” I added, before I hopped on the bus.
The ride home flew by, because my mind was busy thinking about the possibility of spending Thursday night and all day on Friday with David. I hoped my mom would let me do this and Gramps would agree to cover my chores while I was gone.
‘Oh, please, God. Oh, please make this happen,’ I silently prayed. ‘Don’t let anything go wrong now.’
Mom seemed to get home later than usual that night, although it might have just been my imagination, but then it took me about an hour to convince her this was really important to me. Gramps was a lot easier to convince and quickly volunteered to cover my chores, so this was going to be great. I ran to the phone and called David.
“Hello, you have reached the Michael’s residence,” the voice on the other end answered.
“Hi, is this David?” I asked, temporarily forgetting my manners
“Yeah, it is,” he confirmed. “Sorry, but I have to answer the phone that way, in case someone is calling for my dad.”
“Uh, it’s me, Billy,” I stammered, although I think he already knew that. “Mom said it’s ok for me to come over to your house tomorrow night, so I’ll ride my bike to school tomorrow and bring everything I’ll need in my backpack. That way we can head straight to your house after the last bell.”
“Great and I’ll ride my bike tomorrow too. I’ve also got some ideas for things we can do when we get here,” he suggested, which made me all giddy inside when I considered what he might be hinting at. “My dad generally isn’t around very much during the week, because he usually comes home late and then goes to work early the next day. Once the cook leaves after dinner, we’ll basically be on our own.”
“You have a cook?” I blurted out without thinking.
“Yeah, we do, otherwise I’d probably starve to death,” David answered, but I knew he was only joking when he started to laugh right after he said it. “I was thinking maybe we can go the football game Friday night before you go home.”
“I don’t know about that,” I answered. “I mean, it will be too dark for me to ride my bike home when the game ends, and I don’t think my grandpa will be able to pick me up, because he has trouble seeing while driving at night. That’s why I wish Mom had her license.”
“In that case, why don’t you plan on staying over Friday night as well?” he suggested. “Then you can leave early Saturday morning and ride home in the daylight.”
“I’ll ask my mom, but I’m not sure she’ll go for it,” I warned him. “Hang on a second and I’ll go check.”
I rushed into the other room so I could ask my mom, and then I raced back to the phone.
“David? Mom said it would be fine,” I told him, while floating on cloud nine. “Oh, this is going to be awesome.”
“Get a good night’s sleep and I’ll see you tomorrow,” David agreed. “I love you.”
“What?” I countered, since his comment surprised me.
“You heard me. I love you,” David repeated.
“I heard you, but aren’t you even a little afraid that someone else might hear you?” I asked, obviously more concerned than he was about this.
“There’s nobody here, so don’t be so paranoid,” he shot back. “See you tomorrow. Bye.”
My head was still spinning after I’d hung up and why shouldn’t it. David had told me he loved me, not once, but twice. How could I be so lucky? God, he’s so sweet. I can’t even imagine what my life would be like without him.
Even an hour later I couldn’t fall asleep, due to all of the thoughts of David that were bouncing around in my brain. I was going to have two nights and one day basically alone with him at his house and images of the things we might do were flashing in my mind. I guess it must have taken two or three hours before my body finally gave out from total exhaustion, and then the next thing that I remembered was my mom calling for me to get up and get ready for school.
When I realized what she’d said, I hurriedly jumped out of bed, scrounged up a bunch of clothes and stuffed everything into my backpack, before I headed to the bathroom to clean up. Then, I raced downstairs, ate a quick breakfast, gave my mom a big kiss good-bye, and grabbed my bike so I could head to school. I don’t remember anything about the trip there, but I soon found myself at the bike rack, locking up my bike. I was glad David had given me the chain and lock too, because I certainly didn’t have the time or the money to go out and buy those things.
“Billy, great. You’re early,” I heard someone say, and when I turned around, I saw David grinning at me. “I was hoping you wouldn’t show up at the last minute, so just let me lock my bike up too and then we’ll head somewhere to make our plans.”
As soon as he finished, we moved away from everyone else and walked along the front of the building until we found a quiet spot where we could sit down to chat. We didn’t really end up making any plans, but I sure enjoyed just sitting there talking to David and looking at his gorgeous face. When the first bell rang, we headed toward our homeroom, while praying this day would fly by quickly.
Our prayers were answered, because it seemed that hardly any time at all had passed before we were hopping on our bikes and heading toward his house. I don’t remember anything about school that day, because all I could focus on was thinking about being alone with him. When we reached his place, he dragged me upstairs to his bedroom and shut the door behind us.
“Let’s get on the Internet and see what we can find,” David suggested, shortly after the door had closed.
“Uh, you have your own computer?” I asked. “And what’s the internet?”
“It’s a way to connect to sites online. My dad taught me how to use it, because he needs it to work from home and to contact his bosses in Minnesota.”
“I thought your dad was the boss.”
“He’s the plant manager, but the company that operates the factory is headquartered where we used to live.”
“And that’s why you have this computer?”
“This is my computer, but my dad has a better computer down in his office. He just lets me get on the internet when he isn’t using it, cuz there’s lots of neat things on there.”
“Oh, I didn’t know that, cuz I thought PCs were only for writing reports and playing games. We don’t have a computer at home and I haven’t had a chance to use any of the school’s computers so far this year, so you’ll have to explain everything to me.”
“Okay, I can do that and you’re going to love this,” he said as he began typing something on the keyboard, and then started clicking on a bunch of different links with the mouse. After a short time, the screen was filled with pictures of naked young men.
“How the hell did you do that?” I asked, since I didn’t know anyone our age that could do something like this.
“Pretty neat, huh?” he asked, with a huge grin on his face. “My dad lets me use his credit card whenever I want, so I signed up for a few sites that show nude boys that are 18 and 19. This one’s from Russia.”
“What’s the matter with their cocks?” I asked, once I’d got a good look at a few of them.
“Nothing, dude. They’re just not circumcised like we are. The people in Europe don’t circumcise boys as frequently as it done here. They only do it if there’s a medical reason or it’s one of their religious practices. Haven’t you ever seen an uncircumcised dick before?”
“I guess not,” I mumbled, since this was the first time I’d seen anything like this. “So why do their cocks look like that?”
“All of our dicks looked like that when we were born, and that’s why some people refer to it as natural, rather than uncircumcised. But shortly after we were born, our parents had the doctor cut off the excess foreskin and sew the rest of the skin back against the shaft. Most people do it because of cleanliness issues or they prefer how it looks, but still others do it because it’s part of their religious beliefs.”
David then unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, slid them down along with his bikini briefs, and pointed at his magnificent cock. “See, right here is where the doctor sewed my extra skin back,” he announced as it pointed at the thin scar going around his shaft, and wham, my cock jumped to attention.
“How do you know about all this stuff?” I wondered aloud, since I hadn’t been aware of any of this information.
“My dad explained it to me when I was younger. One of my cousins wasn’t circumcised and we would take baths together when his family would visit us. When we noticed the difference with how our dicks looked, we started asking questions, so my dad took us aside and answered them for us. Pretty neat, huh?”
“Yeah, it is, and it’s another reason I miss having a dad,” I sighed.
“Don’t sweat it, dude. I’ll fill you in on all you need to know, so let’s take a look at your dick.”
“Ummm, it’s ok. I understand now.”
“What’s the matter? Are you afraid to show me your boner? You thought I didn’t notice it, didn’t ya? Come on. I’ve seen it in the shower before, so pull it out and we’ll take a closer look at yours too.”
A little embarrassed, but even more excited, I finally gave in. I slowly unbutton and unzipped my jeans and lowered them and my briefs down to my knees. My cock was pointing right at him and David quickly grabbed it, almost ripping it from my body in his eagerness.
“Hey, take it easy!” I screamed.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be so rough, but right here is your scar,” he announced while running his finger along the thin line, and that made my dick twitch on its own volition. “Damn you’ve got a cute little dick,” he added, but then he must have noticed the look on my face after he said ‘little’, so he frantically tried to correct himself. “I didn’t mean little, but it sure is damn cute. Why don’t you let me help calm your little buddy down?”
“Uhhh, what do you mean?”
“I’m offering to jack you off and give your little friend a workout. And after you get off, then you can do the same thing to me.”
“Uhhh, I don’t know about doing that. I’ve never, ummm, done it with anyone else before. In fact, I’d never even seen another boy’s dick until I saw yours when we were showering after P.E. class. And I’ve definitely never touched anyone else’s cock before.”
“Hey, it’s alright and it feels just like touching your own cock, except the one who’s getting jacked off is getting a whole lot better feeling from it than when he does it to himself. You’re gonna love it. Will you trust me about this?”
“Of course I will,” I quickly agreed, “but does this mean you’ve done it before?”
“Yeah, with some of my friends where I used to live.”
“Ok, then go ahead and do it.”
David temporarily let go of my cock and grabbed my hand instead, and then he dragged me across the room until we reached his bed. As soon as we were there, he pushed me so I fell on the mattress, and then he pulled open the drawer on his nightstand and extracted a plastic bottle. He immediately squirted some of the clear liquid into his left hand.
“Uhhh, what’s that for?” I wondered, since I’d never done anything like that when I was jerking off.
“It’s baby oil and it makes your hand slippery so it slides up and down easier on your dick. It also makes it feel a lot better than if you do it dry.”
“I’ve never used anything like that before.”
“Don’t worry, you’re going to love it.”
After saying that, he wrapped his hand around my penis and started sliding it up and down my slender shaft. At the same time, he let his other hand play with my balls. I immediately felt incredible sensations rippling throughout my torso and the feeling made my body twitch and jerk in response. David was doing this using a steady rhythm, and at the same time he kept asking me if I was alright and if I was enjoying it.
“Uh huh,” was all I managed to get out, due to all the incredible sensations that were emanating throughout my body, from the tip of my toes to the top of my head.
My mind felt as if it was floating, awash in all of the wonderful feelings coursing through my body, and then I started to feel more intense tingling sensations that were now coming from deep within my scrotum. I guess David must have been able to sense this as well, because he suddenly started pumping my dick faster.
I tried to maintain that feeling for as long as I could, but I wasn’t able to resist the inevitable any longer. It was then that the pressure that was building up from feeling someone else’s hand giving me so much pleasure that caused the cum to be catapulted out of my cock and sent it flying through the air. The force of the first spurt must have shocked David, because the rhythm of his hand momentarily faltered when it happened. In fact, I managed to open my eyes long enough to see that first wave of semen shoot out of my cock, fly over my head, and hit the wall above the bed. After that, the remaining squirts coated my body from my chin on down to my pubic patch.
“Man! I’ve never seen anybody shoot that far before,” David announced, looking impressed. “You’ve got a real cannon there. How did it feel?”
I couldn’t speak at first, because I was still lightheaded from that powerful release, so I merely lay quietly on his bed while enjoying the warm sensations that were washing over me. After many seconds of inactivity, I was barely able to open my mouth wide enough respond to his question.
“It felt amazing,” I hissed, before I fell back onto the bed and waited as I came down from the most incredible high that I’ve ever experienced.
David was very patient and didn’t rush me, and he also wiped up all of the strands of cum that had landed in various places upon my body, as well as on the wall. When I was finally coherent again, David began asking me a series of rapid-fire questions.
“Did you like it? Have you ever felt anything better than that? Are you ready to do me now?” he rattled off.
“Slow down, dude. I may have a cannon for a dick, but you have a machine gun for a mouth. Now, to answer your questions, yes, I loved it, no, I’ve never felt anything better than that, and yes, I’m ready to do you now.”
After getting my confirmation, David positioned himself on the bed and I repeated every step on him that he had done to me. I’d never felt another boy’s penis before and was surprised at how soft, yet how hard it actually felt. I was totally engrossed by the thrill of having my hand rubbing up and down his stiff pole and couldn’t believe how much I was enjoying doing this to him. When I was finally able to force myself to think of something other than his penis, I looked at David’s face to see if I could tell if he was enjoying this as much as I was.
The first thing I noticed was that his eyes were closed, his mouth hung open and he was breathing in quick, shallow breaths. His head was also swaying gently from side to side and I could tell he was totally caught up in the pleasurable feeling he was receiving from my manipulations. About a minute later, his body tensed up and his penis grew even harder in my hand, before his semen spurted from his dickhead and coated his chest and stomach in several bursts.
As soon as he finished depositing his load, although not nearly as forcefully as I had done, I cleaned up the mess and then curled up against his body on the bed. We remained like that while enjoying each other’s warmth and happiness until we heard the cook call over the intercom to let us know that dinner was ready. We got dressed quickly and then went down to eat, but I don’t think either of us really tasted a thing or took our eyes off each other during the entire time.
Eventually, the cook came in and asked David if he needed anything else, and when he said no, she bid him goodnight. I wasn’t really sure if it registered with either one of us that we were now totally alone, until David suddenly flashed one of his devilish grins in my direction and spoke.
“Come on. Let’s go skinny-dipping,” he suggested.
I didn’t even question the appropriateness of his idea and merely ran outside with him, as we headed toward the pool. After we were standing beside it, we took off all of our clothes, dove into the deep end, and slowly started swimming around in the water. It was considerably warmer than the evening air, so I was really enjoying it.
“David,” I stated timidly, in an effort to get his attention, “it’s been great so far and I never dreamed that I’d enjoy being around someone as much as I have with you. I love you, David, and I want you to promise that we’ll always be together.”
“You’ve got it, Billy,” he replied, without hesitation. “I already told you that I’ve messed around with a few other boys where I used to live, but I’ve never wanted to be with any of them all of the time, like I do with you. I mean. . .well even if we hadn’t done anything earlier, I would still feel the same way. I love you too, Billy, and I never want to be without you.”
I swam closer to David and pressed my lips against his, and then I pushed my tongue into his mouth. He willingly did the same and our tongues sparred with one another for a while, before they finally settled down to let our lips enjoy the sweet contact between two young souls.
David suggested we sleep in the tree house that night, so we ran inside, gathered the few things we thought we might need and climbed up the rope ladder to our little hideaway. David left a note for his dad before we did that, just to let him know where we were.
“You know I still haven’t met your dad,” I reminded him.
“I know,” he replied. “Like I said before, he isn’t around very much during the week, because he’s so busy with his job, but he always spends the weekends with me. Maybe you’ll see him Saturday morning before you leave. He usually gets up really early, so he’ll have more time to do other things.”
“Good. I’m sure he’s as nice as you,” I offered.
We then took two of the cots and pulled them as close together as we could, so we could cuddle and touch each other all night long. After we said goodnight, we kissed and stroked each other’s body for a long time after that, even though there was nothing overtly sexual involved, until we fell asleep. The last thing I remember saying to David before I dozed off was this.
“Goodnight, my prince. I can’t wait until tomorrow.”