GBL 1/GBL 1.iso/gay_text/skater.txt

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                            Another Solar Fox Original
                                     Skater

Kevin raced around the corner of the building on his skateboard, barely missing
the Dodge Charger heading for the dumpster. He pounded his left foot several
times on the pavement with his Nike Airwalks, building up speed on the slight
downslope of this, the parking lot behind the shopping center. He was heading
to a friend's skate ramp. Kevin was sixteen and on this hot summer day, he was
dressed in black Jams with loud yellow patterns embedded in them. As he scooted
along, he rode low on his board and picked up a little more speed before this
parking lot took a slight dip and began heading uphill behind the grocery
store. He was hoping there weren't any cops around; they didn't take too kindly
to young dudes such as himself rampaging around on skateboards like that. It
was 90 degrees in the shade on this day, at the first part of June, summer
vacation was one week away and Kevin wanted to try to get some fun under his
belt because - there were due to be thunderstorms coming up later in the
afternoon. Right now though, the air was muggy and stiff, and as Kevin had
spent most of the day yesterday sunbathing, he wanted to get out today and
strut his stuff, especially since Ricky didn't have to work today and was going
to have a skate rumble at his house.
Kevin stood about 5' 8" when he wasn't about another 4" higher on his favorite
skateboard, a Tony Hawk. He was built rather nicely, a stocky sort of fellow
who kept his jet black hair about collar length in back, and parted it in the
middle. His brown eyes captivated even himself when he looked at himself in the
mirror. He was generally a rocker and liked a lot of the classic rock as well
as the trends of the day. He really didn't quite classify himself as a
"headbanger," but he did like to vary his music a little depending on his mood.
Kevin is a very aggressive skater. He likes to be in the right place AT the
right time. He also likes to be a friend to those who need a friend.
His nearly bronzed-skin now made his facial features look all the more
becoming. The way he smiled made him still look like a boy that would never
grow to be a man. He would turn anybody on.
The older women in town certainly adored him; at 13 he was out delivering
newspapers on his bicycle to earn money. He was just as adorable then, and there
was hardly a lady in this small town that wouldn't try to invite him in for
milk and cookies; occasionally a Coke - or really whatever he wanted. This
summer he wasn't working; after all he did have his parent's income to back him
up, and as long as he had his skateboard and some gnarly friends, he was
kosher!
The one thing about Kevin - he didn't know if he was really out of touch or
not, but had never really showed a lot of interest in girls, or felt any
internal feelings in their direction. He had heard lots of talk about "pussy"..
but although he always joked around with the guys about it (and fit right in,
too!), he never personally seemed to give a damn.
Kevin had an interesting nose; it was a little longer than average I guess, but
not nearly so long that it was tacky. It was long enough to add that extra
touch of beauty to his face. His voice had "changed" when he was fourteen, but
it didn't change a lot. He still seemed to possess as much spunk after puberty
as before, with no real signs of it passing.. that were at least, immediately
noticeable to the average person <grin>. Get this though.. 5' 8" and the dude
wore a size 11 1/2 D shoe. Yeah. It impressed other boys, too.

He arrived at Ricky Dugen's house about a quarter after one, and went
immediately through the gate to his backyard. Several boys were going at it,
catching air on Ricky's half-pipe. "Yo- blood was' goin' DOWN?!" Ricky uttered.
"Not much," said Kevin, giving Ricky "five" and getting his "five" back. Ricky
Dugen was black and lives in a middle-class, predominantly black neighborhood.
Now getting off the half-pipe which - literally "was" Ricky's backyard because
it was so huge (the lip of it was high enough so that the average person could
acid-drop from Ricky's rooftop)... were Steven, Joe, Robby and Mickey. Joe was
also black, and was a very good skater. Joe was seventeen, Robby was nineteen,
Ricky was sixteen, Mickey was seventeen and Steven was fourteen. "Heyya Kev!" yelled Joe, noting his
clothes, "Sho lookin' sharp to-day! Whoo-wee!"
"Thanks, man! Lookin' awesome yourself!", "Killer Kev" answered.
"Go 'head dude, da pipe is all yours.." said Ricky, watching as Kevin got to
the top of the pipe. He did a great set; started with an acid-drop in and rode
past the arc, went up the other side with a fakie, came back down. Up the other
side, an axle-grind to a fakie, back down.. all the time, his Jams sliding
further and further down his waist. Before his little scene was over, the
elastic of the Jams was down to his knees and the boys were lookin' at the
white cotton of his briefs. Kevin walked back over to them, blushing slightly,
dropping his board and re-fixing his Jams. "Sorry guys.."
"Hey, no problem man," Robby answered. "What's wrong, dude, you afraid to let
us see that wimpy little dick?"
Robby basically towered over Kevin, at an even six feet tall. Kevin threw Robby
an angry stare. "Sorry man, really!" Robby said, "I was just joshing!" Joe
smiled as he got on the ramp and started some neat maneuvers as well. After
pausing a moment, Kevin smiled up at Robby and said, "it's not wimpy anyway
man. I got a huge dick." Kevin couldn't help smiling. After all, HE knew what
he had in his pants, didn't he?
"Not wimpy huh? Bet it's not as big as mine, man.."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"You can pull it out hea, man," Ricky said, "Cain't nobody see yea.."

Kevin walked over to the chain link fence behind the pipe. He looked over;
Robby was urinating into the weeds behind the fence. He pulled his hands off
from holding his cock in position, over to his hips. "See? Isn't that a
beauty?" Robby commented about his own cock as Ricky and Kevin looked on. His
piss flow gradually came to a stop, but he wasn't in a hurry to zip up again.
He wanted Kevin to get a good long look at what he thought had to be bigger
than Kevin's. Kevin reached down now and dropped his Jams to the ground; he had
too because his Jams didn't have a fly. The blue marked band of his Fruit of
the Loom's was very visible as he kicked out of his Jams entirely. "Hell dude,
you AIN'T scared to show it! Let it out, tiger!" and Kevin reached into his fly
and attempted to pull it out. It was already quite stiff from looking at
Robby's big dick, which he knew was bigger than his own already. In fact, Robby
was now starting to stiffen just by seeing Kevin in this state. "Oh, what the
hell," Kevin finally said, after successfully poking his dick through the fly,
and jerked out of his underwear in one wild swoop. On removing his shirt now,
he was buck naked except for his Airwalk's and white tube socks. "My God!" said
Robby, looking at Kevin's very stiff cock with a pink mushroomy head. "It looks
awesome!"
"Heh.. thanks man," Kevin said, like he knew it already. But then Ricky had too
much. He wiggled out of his jeans and let that black cock and balls thrash
around. He had more than either Robby or Kevin, and he had gotten very still
also while watching his Caucasian counterparts.
"That's huge too!" mumbled Robby. "Yea man," Ricky said, "Dis is cool. Wait til
de others get through on de ramp.. dey can come get theirs out too.."
"Dunno man, we can try it," said Kevin with his Midwestern U.S. flavor to his
voice. Robby began to feel of Kevin's scrotum. "Ahh.. geeze man, that feels
good!" Kevin boasted. "Oh man," Robby said, "your nuts are really sweating!"
Kevin's nuts were sweating. He had really perspired a lot on his trip across
town on his board. His ballsack was drooping low in the summer heat, and there
was a good bit of dangling space between his body and where his nuts were
hanging. Just then, Steve walked over from the ramp. "Yo, Stevie-O," Ricky
said, very casually. "Yo..." he answered back, sizing up the scene as Ricky was
now totally out of his clothing, letting that beautiful Black body shine. Ricky
too was watching Kevin and Robby intently, here behind the ramp, and under the
shade of a tall oak tree with several low branches. They were totally out of
sight here.
"Can I lick the sweat off your balls?" Robby asked of Kevin.
"Sure, man.. that sounds cool..." Robby bent down and licked his balls clean of
sweat. "Oh shit," uttered Kevin, "I hate to say it, but you're turning me on,
dude.."
"Why do you hate to say that man?" asked Robby.
"Because it sounds gay, doesn't it?"
"So? You don't think it's cool to be gay?"
"I didn't say that I just.. didn't want you to laugh at me."
"I won't," said Robby, "I promise you that. Okay... so I'm gay myself."
"Cool! said Kevin, thrashing his waist in Robby's face. "It's so wild to be
able to taste another skater's balls!" said Robby, "and such a rad skater,
too!"
"Thanks man!" Kevin said back, sporting a full hardon now that was drooling a
little with pre-cum. Joe walked back now, and saw them. Steve had slowly been
stripping too; so far he had removed his shirt and had dropped his jeans to the
ground; he was feeling his cock through his underwear and was really messing up
this pair of shorts with pre-cum. Ricky suddenly pulled Steve's underwear down
and began to suck his hard prick. Joe got his out too and stuck it in Kevin's
face. Since Robby was working a little on Kevin's cock too, seeing Joe's big
piece of black meat in his face was too much for him, and he started going off
in spurts, creaming the leaves on the low lying branches of these trees. You
could hear the cum hit; it sounded like raindrops falling on them and some of
it dropped off and fell on Steve's chest. Kevin just giggled. "Damn man.. hee
hee.. this is cool!"

Mickey came around now, saying "I was wondering where... you.... guys......
were?" and Mickey had already taken off his shirt because he was so hot.
Everybody was doing something. Joe was still sucking Steve; Robby was fondling
Kevin's cock licking it free of sperm and discovering that he liked the taste;
Ricky was jacking his tool and getting ready to ask Joe if he wanted to show
everybody how quick two black dudes could "get it on." Hell, Mickey, who was
wearing only blue denim cut-offs, nothing under them, was out of them in a
split second. He showed his erect five and a half inch penis to Kevin, who
immediately took it in his mouth. "Cool man, yeah! Give this skate dude a good
suckin'!"
He did, Mickey was soon cumming in Kevin's mouth. Mickey took off Kevin's left
knee pad and smelled the sweat that had accumulated in it. He lay it on the
ground, and began caressing Kevin's knee. "Oh God, you are sooo cool, duuuude,"
he confessed to Kevin, who ran his fingers through Mickey's wet, sweaty brown
hair. "Oh, I want your wad.. I want your wad.." Mickey bellowed to Kevin, who
was quickly stiffening again.
Joe was now fucking the living SHIT out of Ricky. "Oh man.." Ricky yelled...
"yo' blastin' me, yo' blastin' me. Ow!" it was fast and furious cock action all
around, except for Mickey. Robby left Kevin and was intently watching Joe and
Ricky going at it while Mickey took Kevin's cock in his mouth, felt slowly of
Kevin's large patch of black pubes as Kevin smiled all the while. Mickey sucked
him slowly, like a lollipop.
Soon, Kevin did erupt and sent several spurts of his creamy juices into
Mickey's waiting mouth. As he did he moaned, "man, you rubbin' my knee like
that was what did it to me.. geeze. That was awesome. That was cooler than
gleaming the cube..."
"You gleam the cube, Kevin?" asked Steve. "Yeah dude.. heh.. you shoot yet?"
"I'm flushin' it to Joe....now dude.." the fourteen year old uttered.
"Hell," Kev thought. "This damn pipe is secluded ENOUGH. I'm bustin' ass," he
thought as Mickey pulled back from him now, he replaced his left knee pad and
headed for the ramp, buck naked all but for his pads, shoes and socks. Zoom! He
caught all kinds of air, turning twists as Mickey followed him and watched from
the sidelines. Kev's penis and balls were really flapping, and as Kev stopped
on the edge for a second, he actually had time to reach back and spread his
asschecks, giving Mickey a great eyeful of his butthole. Mickey whistled. Zoom!
Down came Kev, on this downsweep he slowed himself, and kick-tailed his board
and walked off the ramp.
"That looked killer," said Mickey.
"Yeah? You get a good look at what I was showin' ya?" he said.
"Yeah.. I could really see your butthole," said Mickey, touching it with his
finger. "Damn, it's.. heh.. a little warm," Mickey pointed out.
"Is it?"
"Yeah! You're all sweaty too!" Mickey said. "Just.. rub that sweat onto MY body
if it gets to be too much!"
"Okay!" said Kev, and began rubbing his hot sweaty arms against Mickey's back,
then said, "lick my stomach if you want."
"Really?"
"Sure man! If you want it, here it is, come and get it.." Kev bellowed out the
line from the famous 70's song, "but you better hurry 'cos it's goin' fast..."
Mickey raced Kev back under the tree. Joe looked at the crowd now that they
were all back under the tree.
He spoke in his deep, black rich voice. "Now, I don't have to tell ya'll that
you really put on a nice show here today. We all.. can say we're gay folk and
real close kin now.. you un'erstan'?"
"Yeah!" answered Kev. "I'm gay. This is really cool!"
Joe chuckled. "Now.. ya'll hear da boy? Ever'things cool.."
All the dudes laughed.
"Now, we wanna skate naked or dressed?" asked Steve.
"Now, we really in a bad place to be runnin' around showin' our aes off," said
Ricky. "I mean, my momma, she be home shawtly. But hell, I guess we cain get by
with it for a little while..."
Everyone got a turn showing himself off naked on the ramp, showing not only
moves, but body language. Steve skated hard. At fourteen, it was not uncommon
for Steve to be hard anyway. Steve and Kev were close friends, but this little
show and tell had probably even brought them closer than they were. Joe, with
his huge black cock, probably took the cake with his act; because his cock was
softening and as he had allowed it to, he took his at-least-eight-incher, and
tucked it down over his balls and into his asscrack. At first he floated short
distances across the ramp, like a pendulum, barely getting to the walls of the
ramp because he had his legs so close together to keep his penis from coming
out from between his legs. Soon though, he got hard from all these eyes on him,
spread his legs and when he did, his penis flew straight out in front of him,
like the needle of a compass being restrained, and suddenly turned loose to
indicate magnetic North.
Mickey, now dressed, had been keeping an eye out for Ricky's mom to pull up in
the driveway. He was going to sound the warning when she did so everyone could
get dressed, but they had all tired of the ramp activity before she did,
because they had actually been doing this and basking in the sun for over three
hours now, doing it naked for at least two and a half.
Kev watched Steve as he dressed. He put on his muscle shirt and his underwear
and jeans. Then he looked over at Kev as Kev was watching. They exchanged
smiles. "Didn't know I was gay, did'ja?" asked Steve.
"Naah. I guess I saw you lookin' at my crotch before man, but I never did
anything.."
"Yeah, I know you never did anything. You were too shy. I was too," said Steve.
"Here, let me help you put on those wild Jams o' yours," Steve offered, getting
the Jams off the grass and holding them down as Kev stepped into them. Then
Steve pulled them up neatly around Kev's nice, round hips, stopping just below
the underwear band a moment, and turning them loose. "Hah.. you look cooler
with your underwear showing."
"I do?"
"Personal opinion. People would laugh you off the street." Kev's cock had been
growing ever since he had come back behind the tree again to watch Steve; now
it was at full staff and Steve noticed it.
"Got a nice, big dick there," Steve said, patting it through the fabric. "Feel
it," said Kevin.
"Sure!" said Steve, reaching down Kev's underwear and feeling it, and feeling
too that it had a nice sticky coating of fresh cum that he was producing even
as he was standing there. "Hot damn! Pretty baby!" Steve muttered.
"Like it?"
"Damn right!" Steve answered.
"You... got any homework?" Kev asked as he heard Ricky's mom home and in the
kitchen now, and the other boys scrambled to the tree to put on their clothes.
"No...what are you saying, dude?" asked Steve.
"Wanna come over to my house a while?"
"S-Sure... but it's awful far from my house to yours.. what if.."
"Shhh.. I'll call your mom when you get there. I'm sure she'll let you spent
the night.."
"Tomorrow's a school day!"
"No, it's not.."
"It's not?"
"Hehhe.." Kev laughed. Kevin was going to MAKE it a holiday.
Kev pulled the Jams up to hide his underwear, although he too had liked Steve's
approach at leaving it below band level. Somehow he liked the idea of letting
his "stripes shine" for all to see. Before they left, Kevin had to feel Steve's
hard dick. He too was creaming. Steve's eyes got big as Kevin touched it. "You
make me real hot!" Steve smiled. "I know the feeling," Kev replied.
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Steve and Kevin walked their boards out the front gate and to the base of the
hill on Wachenowa Dr. They used foot power to get themselves up the hill,
skated to the stopsign, and disobeyed it as if it meant "skaters are exempt
from reading this sign."
They skated from here, up behind the shopping center and stopped a minute, now
about two miles from Ricky's. This is where they normally went their separate
ways, because Steve lived a couple more miles to the North, straight across the
main drag; to get to Kev's house you had to go down a lot of cool back streets,
but in doing so you had to always be on your toes as a skater; there were blind
driveways and hidden sidestreets galore.
Actually they still had a good ways to go.

Now that they were AT the main drag, they agreed to skate up behind the
shopping center and stop at the Burger King to get something to drink. They did
and they even carried their boards inside the restaurant and sat at a booth
without any complaints from the manager. They ended up both getting vanilla
milkshakes.
"Hey Kev," whispered Steve, "I know this isn't the place but.." he whispered
even lower, "your penis is cool."
"Yeah.. I know.. yours is too," Kev said in a low voice.
"Hey.. tomorrow's not really a holiday is it?" asked Steve a little louder. To
be honest, Steve also stood about 5' 8" or so, and had brown hair and blue
eyes.
"Hehe.." Kev snickered. "No, it's not.. but I'll play hooky if you will.."
"Yeah, I guess so.. I haven't been sick that much this year anyway.."
"Would you catch hell from your mom?"
"I don't think so.. if you can pull a decent fast Eddie.."
"Heh.. the only fast Eddie I can pull is down here..." Kev indicated by
squeezing his genitals.
"Oooo!" Stevie moaned. They both burst out laughing, catching the attention of
the older woman facing away from them in the booth behind Steve. She just
turned around, looked at the boys, and then turned back around to read her
book. Then she recognized him. "Kevin! You're Kevin Shumaker, the delivery boy,
aren't you?"
Well, now, he had to say something, much as he didn't want to.
"Yes ma'am. And you're..?" he asked, getting up to talk to her briefly as Steve
made ready to leave.
"I'm Mrs. Connolly, you know, on the corner of Delrose and Montague..."
"Oh, yes! Of course!"
"Are you going to be delivering again soon?"
"Oh, no.. I don't think so.. my dad's going to get me a job where he works,
part-time this fall.."
"Oh well, that's nice. Just wanted you to know we missed you, running up and
down the sidewalk every morning, delivering!" she said, barely tweeking his
nose."
"Well, thanks!" he said. "I really need to go now.."
"You take care!"
Steve carried his board back to the restroom, Kevin followed him as they went
back. Laying his board under his foot, Steve unzipped, pulled out his penis and
began pissing. He had really backed up. There were two urinals, but Steve
dropped his Jams and pulled his dickie out the front of his briefs, and pissed
into the same urinal. Both boys looked at each other's cocks. "What are we
gonna do at your house?" asked Steve.
"Not sure.. lots of things. But you can bet we'll have fun!"
"Yeah I know we will. Look man, we are really turning the water yellow!"
So they were. Before they stopped, Kev had aimed his stream over to cross into
Steve's, and for a moment they came together hitting the water as one large
stream. There were lots of bubbles on top of the water.
"That's cool!" said Steve, as his piss flow stopped. "You know, it's really
neat, you watching me pee like that."
"I like to do it, too."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah.. heh.. just wanted to see how much you could put out.."
"Well, you put out more than I did!" Steve admitted as they went out the
opposite door.

"I don't remember exactly how to get there," said Steve.
"Well, just stay behind me dude, and follow my lead. It gets a little hairy.."
"Yeah, well.. so do your balls.. hehe.."
"Yeah.. stop that! Heh.."
Steve took him seriously. He just suddenly found it easier to mix unbridled
humor with it, now that.. he and Kev seemed to have a greater understanding
than ever before about their bodies. They wanted some time alone now, time to
study one another, time to get to know each other better than they ever had.
Somehow, Steve had this incredible urge to want to get to know Kev's body top
to bottom as well as he knew his own; and somehow Kev was not only willing to
go along with that, but was offering Steve the chance to come home with him!
How could Steve turn this down now that Kevin Shumaker's very presence had
affected the flight of his own boner? Matter of fact, Steve had been struggling
in the mens' room to pee through a very turgid penis; it was harder even now as
he knew this aggro skate session that lie ahead which was required to get to
Kevin's house would end in own sheer ecstasy.

A mile and a quarter down the sidewalk on the main drag, their skate wheels
popping with every crack they encountered in the sidewalk. They stayed right
together, and were even able to discuss the road ahead because their
skate-ability was so equalled. In fact, it was Kevin that had taught Steven
many fancy tricks, on the pipe, and on the street. "Yo.. Steve-O.. we got down
here to Arlington Road.. okay? Then, cross the street. Go another block. Then a
right down Beverly Drive. You got it?"
"Yo!" Steve acknowledged. It was only 5:00, but they wanted to take advantage
of the night that lie ahead.
"Yo.. is this Arlington?" asked Steve.
"Yeah, we cross here." The boys waited for the signal, and ran across the
intersection, slamming their boards on the sidewalk the instant they were
across, and slammed down on top of them.
Just then, a cop threw on his siren and pulled out of the line of traffic about
two cars behind. He sped through the traffic light and on up the main drag.
"Ohh shit man, I thought he was after us!" bellowed Steve, catching up to Kev.
"Naah. You have to get used to that shit. Remember man, we are -innocent-
unless some pig actually stops beside you, or rolls real slow by you.
Otherwise, fuck 'em," he was yelling, so loudly that the two young girls, not
over seven years old apiece, could hear in the yard across the street. One was
bouncing a stupid ugly multi-colored ball in the driveway. "Hah!" yelled Kev as
they passed on the other side of the street. "Yeah.. I wouldn't have noticed
them.." said Steve.
"Yeah, I know you wouldn't, if you weren't on a skateboard and they weren't
safety hazards.. eww.. I'd hate to skid to a stop with one of THEM under my
front whels!" Kev said.
"Yeah.. Hey.. this where we turn?"
"Yeah.. this is Beverly," Kev confirmed, doing about ten miles an hour as he
let his skateboard fly off the sidewalk and arched his back to complete the
ninety degrees necessary to make a right turn. This slowed him considerably,
but once he got on the road, this one had a downhill slope, so he didn't need
much more legwork. By now both boys had their shirts off and in their back
pockets. "Heh," Steve said, "you look really rad."
"Yeah.. I know it man. You do too. I got something for you that's totally
tubular."
"Me too," said Steve.
"Er.. watch this poseur dude up here, man, he's in the road," Kevin cautioned.
"Yeah, I see him." They got up a little speed as they cut into the other lane
to avoid the poseur. They referred to him as a poseur in their own minds
because they never had seen him before. So either he was new to skateboarding,
or just never got around enough to be in Kev's or Steve's neighborhood.
"Hi," yelled Kevin as he passed the dude, who had long reddish-brown hair. They
got about 20 more feet down the road and Kev announced... "Steve, whoa!
Slamming on brakes!" Steve had heard him luckily, because Kevin kick-tailed and
picked up his board.
"We there?" Steve asked.
"No, not.. quite. Come on, let's size this boy up. We're not that far from..
home..."
Kev drug his sentence out as he looked at the boy who was doing 360's in the
middle of the street, which is just that; a lot of circles. "Yo man, wassup? Me
and my friend here, we're skaters.."
"Yo dude!" Steve said as he shook hands with this "poseur".
"Hey guys.. yeah.. not much goin' on," the boy answered.
"I'm Steve, this is Kevin," Steve introduced.
"Yeah.. my name's Rich.." the boy answerered, getting off his board and
standing over on the side of the road as a red Volvo came by. They shook hands.
"Been skating long?" asked Kevin.
"Naah. I just got into it last week. My brother Curt brought me into it.."
"Curt Kitchens?" Steve asked.
"Yeah! You know Curt?"
"Hell yeah! He's in my homeroom.. we skate..."
"Cool!" said Rich, dressed in a red OP shirt, cut above the navel, and blue
jeans. Kev could see the top of Rich's band around his underwear. Steve caught
it too and smiled back at Kev. "How old are you?" asked Kev.
"Sixteen.."
"Me too!" said Kev. "So, you guys been skating a while?" asked Rich.
"Yeah.." Kev said. "I started about two and a half years ago, and Steve started
just about a month after me.."
"Yeah.. that's about when Curt started.." Rich said, repositioning his hair.
"You guys want something to drink?" Rich offered.
"I don't guess," answered Kev, "we're just a couple blocks from my house.."
"Really? Cool.." said Rich.
"Your parents home?" Kev asked. "Naah," said Rich. "Gone from now 'til Sunday
night. Had to go to Orlando, Florida.. my dad has business there.."
"Ahh.." said Kev as he and Steve seemed to follow Rich closer and closer to his
house, because Rich seemed to be slipping that way.
"Well, come on in for a minute," Rich offered, and the boys accepted, stepping
into cool air conditioning. "You guys look awfully hot!" Rich said, fixing
himself a Coke. Oh what the hell.
"Yo.. Rich.. I'll take a Coke," Kev yelled from the living room.
"You Steve?"
"Yeah, sure.." he yelled. "What gives?"
"Like I said, I just wanna check him out! He just might show us how rad he
really is!" Kev said, quelling Steve's wonderment.
Rich came into the living room, carrying two drinks. "Here guys.. either one.."
"Thanks!" they both said simultaneously, as Rich went back for his own.
They sat spread-legged on the sofa, resting their feet on either side of their
skateboards.
Rich took off his shirt.
"You look neat like that," Kev started already, as soon as Rich removed it,
wiped his face with it and tossed it on the carpeted floor.
"Neat like what, man?" Rich asked, puzzled.
"Without your shirt," Steve chimed in.
"Oh. Well, I feel cooler anyway," he said.
Kevin, while astounded at the generousity that Rich had demonstrated, also knew
that losing the privilege of sitting on the plush sofa that his buttocks
currently occupied actually meant nothing to him if he couldn't get Rich to
open up. He was already all too satisfied with Steve and the friendship that he
somehow felt would remain forever intact. He was willing to gamble with the
possibility of losing Rich as a friend just as fast as he had acquired him.
Kevin knew that exposing HIMSELF would require lowering his Jams where Steve
could just unzip. Still, he could pull the front of his Jams down a bit to just
expose the hair around the top of his penis and the penis itself. In one quick
motion, his underwear was curled down near his balls, his Jams around it, and
his upper pubes and hard dick were in plain sight.
"Whoa!" screeched Rich, nearly dropping his Coke on the floor.
"Sorry," Kev apologized, "it just got too hard and I had to let it have some
airspace."
Steve looked at Kev and grinned. "You know," Steve said, "mine is too, I wonder
if it's a good idea to let mine relax, too.. and he began to unzip his jeans,
reached in and pulled out his hard one.
"Hell guys," Rich said, "might as well just get naked.. nobody here," he said,
unzipping his own jeans now. "Fine", Kev thought, "he's a player. But who turns
him on?"
As soon as Rich slid out of his underwear (Rich was a little husky), Kev knew
right away that something had turned him on. He was very stiff. He dropped his
underwear on the floor as both Steve and Kev were nude again, all but their
shoes.
Rich flopped back into the chair. Kev could tell that Rich wasn't able to take
his eyes off their dicks, not even to pick up his Coke.
Kev was sizing Rich up too, looking at the brown patch of pubic hair around his
genitals. Rich had a hefty sized dick, if he pointed it straight up, it covered
his navel and went a fraction of an inch beyond.
Steve was watching and he couldn't resist; he stood up and violently shook his
meat around, causing his erect penis to slap his stomach every time it arrived
there at that point of travel. He did this a few times, then Rich got out of
his chair. "Shit.. this is wild. Are you guys into sucking cock?"
"Well.. sure!" Kevin said.
"Wanna suck this?" Rich said as he stood there holding his erect meat. He then
did as Steve had done, flapped his man-meat around, slinging little droplets of
semen out of the slit that had built up there from his bout with his hardon.
Because of the way it was pointed, it had happened to sling out in Kev's
direction, and since Kev had not gotten up yet, it splattered a little up his
chest and stomach. One small drop hit his face. Kev tasted it.
"Cool!" he remarked, standing up as he watched Rich sling his somewhat husky
torso around, letting his semi-erect penis slap his stomach until it was fully
erect. And then it was unbearably hard.
Kev got on the floor on his knees, after removing his knee pads. He took Rich's
cock in his mouth and sucked him. Those balls looked loaded and ready to shoot.
Then, he narced. He realized what he had said after he had said it. "You know,
Curt really gives awesome blowjobs too.. he sucks me all the time..." and Rich
slapped his hand across his mouth.
"Oh shit.." Rich said
"Don't worry about it," Kev said. "We're not that kind of guys."
"Yeah, you're safe with us," Steve reassured. "We'll probably come out to him
soon enough, and then we'll all have fun together..."
"So, you ARE gay.."
"Yeah.. is that a problem?" Kev asked.
"No! No.. I am too I guess.."
"You GUESS?" Steve inquired. "Either you're a fag, or we're in the wrong
place!"
"Yeah.. heh.. I am.." Rich declared in a laughing tone. "Oh, jeezus... oh.."
and Rich shot a large load into Kev's mouth. As Rich was doing that, Steve
walked over to Rich and squealed, "man! What a penis on this guy!" Make no
mistake, Steve was fast becoming quite the queen. Kev pulled off now. "You like
it huh?" Rich asked.
"Yeah!" Steve said, eyeballing it.
"Are you two brothers?"
"Friends," answered Kev. "But.. I think we're CLOSE enough to be brothers.."
"Yeah, we are.." Steve nodded to Kev.
Steve started to get down and lick the hair around Rich's balls. He retracted.
"Whassa matter?" asked Kev. "You spooked?"
"Naah.. I just want to wait to.. do shit with you, I guess man.."
"Yeah well.. that's okay," said Kevin, starting to get dressed after looking at
a clock and seeing it was five minutes after six.
Steve got dressed also. They were soon on their way out the door; Kev had
proved that his keen sense of gayness could hone out just about the most
innocent of victims. Now that this was established, he realized the need of his
one true friend outweighed his desires to reach into the unknown. It was likely
that Rich might say something now to Curt about Kev and Steve, but who knew?
Did that really matter?
Suddenly, it was Kevin's need also to see Steve alone. He had simply become
sidetracked by this golden opportunity of seeing someone else expose himself.
They had seemed to leave rather hastily as a matter of fact, and Rich was still
fighting to throw his clothes back on. If nothing else, he had more mental
thoughts to get his jollies on.

They arrived at the house, Mrs. Shumaker had already gotten home from work. Kev
arrived to smell a fresh, home cooked dinner ready to serve. "Kev, you're just
in time. I just creamed the potatoes.."
"And I just creamed my shorts," Kev jokingly thought to himself.
"Why, hello Steven!" Delores Shumaker said to Steve. "Hi, Mrs. Shumaker! How
are you?"
"Just fine! Can you stay for supper?"
"Mom.." Kev broke in. She diverted her eyes from Steven to look at her son.
Kevin had no father; his dad had.. died at sea. He was on his tour of duty for
the Coast Guard. Briefly, he was out at sea rescuing passengers from a sinking
ship in a storm, when a wave overpowered him and lifted him off the bridge,
throwing him violently in the water. Kev had little memory of this as he was
only three at the time. Still he swore he could remember the funeral that was
held; without the body of course. He never liked to let his mind dwell on those
horrid thoughts.
"Can.. Stevie stay the night if it's okat with Mrs. Horowitz? I mean.."
"Well.. it IS a schoolnight..."
"Aww mom.." Kev uttered pleadingly. Even... even Steve had uttered it,
forgetting this wasn't HIS mother, only for a second. Delores had caught
Steven's error.
"Okay son," she said, looking at Steven and winking. "I don't think one rare
night in a million is going to kill your school grades..."
"Thanks, mom!" Kev said, hugging her.
"Thanks, Mrs. Shumaker.."
"Now, are you boys planning on skipping school tomorrow?"
"No," they both said.
She looked at them again.
"Well, we thought about it.." admitted Kev, finally.
"Well... hmm. Kevin, I played hooky once in a while myself when I was a little
girl. I told my mom that I was sick with a cold once when I really wasn't. I'll
just.. let this one slide now if Mrs. Horowitz is.. as forgiving as I am... but
that's up to you."
"I love you, mom..."
"I love you too, son. Now, run along andcall Mrs. Horowitz.."
"Sure!"
"I'll call her," said Steve.. "I can handle it.. oh shit.." Steve said, hanging
up the phone.
"What?"
"Fucking answering machine. She must still be at work."
"Try her at work!"
"No way! She'd be pissed! I'd rather her be pissed at home than at the office..
gives her less time to think, the later it is anyway.."
"Yeah."
The boys had slid their skateboards under the carport, out of the way, and now
began to remove their padding. Kev started taking off clothes. "Whatcha gonna
do?" Steve said, looking at Kev brightly.
"Gonna strip.. just to my underwear. Hell.. I go around all the time in here in
my underwear anyway.."
"Really?" asked Steve, stripping also to his underwear. Steve had a -huge- wet
spot which was instantly noticeable by Kevin where he had been pre-cumming at
an intense rate. "Eww man.. gnarly." Kev said.
"What?"
"Be careful when you... peel out of this," Kev said, grasping Steve's
underpants at his hips.
"What do you mean?"
"Steve, you did a big boo-boo in your shorts!" Kev raved, dropping them down
his bare legs. Steve had felt the pull of his shorts as they came off around
his penis. There was still some stringing from his pubic hairs, wet.
"Oh man.. I did, didn't I?" Steve said.
Kev smelled the shorts. He put his hand where it was wettest, getting enough on
his hand to coat his fingers down to the first joint.
He licked his fingers, delectably. "Mmm... good."
"What is that, my sperm?"
"Yes."
"Wild.. didn't even know I was doing that!"
"Didn't you feel something warm in your shorts? I mean, you practically flooded
the damn things...
"Well, my dick was warm.." he said, feeling it now. It was stiff and still
dripping somewhat, on Kev's floor. Steve put his bare foot over it and rubbed
it. "Ooo.. cool.."
"What?"
"I was dripping on your floor.."
"Neat.." Kev said, tossing Steve his undies. Kev ripped off his underwear..
they were only a little soiled. Then he tried on Steve's. They fit him too! Kev
acted like a little queen for a moment and strutted around the room dancing in
Steve's underpants. Steve couldn't stop smiling and the huge hardon Steve had
was only getting worse, and dripping more on Kev's floor. It seemed Steve was
producing a lot of sperm in his nuts...

Kevin took off the underwear now, and locked his door, to make sure they
weren't interrupted. Delores Shumaker generally left her son to himself as a
rule, so he wasn't so worried about it..
Kev looked, there were indeed several globs of sperm in the floor under where
Steve was standing. He simply left them there to dry. Steven was even starting
to hook his wrists a little now and then. He did it just now as Kev asked him
to sit on his bed. He did.
Kev bent down and put his hands on Steve's shoulders. They were firm and round,
this feeling made Kevin's penis all the harder. Steve got up and lay stretched
out fully on Kev's bed now, Steve's penis was pointing straight up. Steve
seemed to draw Kev near, although Kev was getting closer of his own power as
well. Kev, now seeing Steve's full body alone as he had never seen it before,
was captivated and mesmerized. Steve, also mesmerized, watched as Kev fell down
to Steve's cock and began to give him a long, slow blowjob. Steve moaned in
pleasure as Kev took the entire length of his penis into his mouth. Kevin
inched a finger toward Steve's asshole, and managed to get it inside. Steve had
never been fucked before, but was certainly at this stage no stranger to
putting fingers up his ass. "Ooo..." Steve continued to moan. The asshole felt
very warm and pleasing to Kev, who worked tirelessly on his best friend's pole.
"That," said Kev, slightly wiggling his finger, "represents my rock-hard dick
in your tight little ass."
"Ohhh..." Steve said, getting closer to his orgasm, "someday soon, will you
fuck me?" he whined like a boy half his age, in want of a toy.
"Oh.. sooner than you think," Kev said, going back to his rod and sucking it
like an all-day sucker. He had taken in a lot of cum from Steve's excited state
already, and soon, Steve's cock exploded into life, filling Kev's mouth with
the sweet tastes he had come to know and respect. "Oh, Jesus!" Steve nearly
screamed as Kev's lips kept going far beyond the point of ecstasy, far after
his last rupture of semen, and in fact, kept his cock pulsating for some number
of minutes.
As the throbbing subsided, so did Kev's action on Steve's penis. Steve rose,
sat back on his hands, and had a request that Kev get right in his face, he
wanted to whisper something to him.
Instead, fourteen-year-old Steve grabbed Kev at the back of the neck, and
kissed Kevin unlike he had even kissed his own mother before.

What do you mean? Of course Steve stayed the night! It was, in fact, after the
lights were out, that Steve felt something warm and hard... slowly penetrate
the entranceway to his asshole...

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