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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Kevin's Dilema  (m/m)
Date: Fri, 19 Jan 2001 04:10:03 -0500
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                         Kevin's Dilema- (fiction)
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High school was a very trying time for most kids. Not fitting in could
be the difference between a good time and a really bad time. It was my
freshman year, and I hadn't quite found my niche yet. I knew alot of the
popular kids well enough, but I also remembered being friends with some
of the less popular kids, before such things as popularity mattered at
all. It was large school, combining classes from two different school
districts, so we were meeting new kids as well as catching up with old
classmates from years back. In our junior high school, we had no
gymnasium or track, therefore no p.e. class. When kids from our school
got into the high school, we were suddenly in a locker room getting
naked in front of other boys twice a day. Students that had come from
our neighboring school district had been in p.e. class for three years,
and were used to locker room banter and antics.
One of my friends, Kevin was in p.e. class with me. It was our seventh
day of school that  year, I remember it well... I had gone to school
with Kevin since the first grade, and that was really the extent of our
friendship. We knew each other from being in the same classes for years.
I remember one time distinctly in the fifth grade, Kevin was being
teased while we were all sitting in the bleachers waiting for our busses
after school. Boys were sitting together, talking about their 'dicks'
and who had a big one. It was fine for the 'in kids' to talk back and
forth about that sort of thing, but Kevin made the mistake of joining
in. He had said that his was pretty big, especially at night. The other
boys asked why at night, and Kevin replied, "you know, when i play with
it some."... The kids roared, and continued to ridicule Kevin severely
for weeks, and occasionally for years after.
That day in our freshman p.e. class we had been out on the track jumping
hurdles and doing sprints. I hadn't warmed up to any of the new kids too
much yet, and Kevin was one of the only familiar faces in the class. One
other kid from our school was in the class, and he had promptly bonded
with the jock-types from the other school, and had told them about
Kevin's confession back in the fifth grade.
On our way back into the locker room, the coach was yelling at us all to
be sure and shower, and that nobody was getting out of the locker room
without handing in a wet towel. I was about in the middle of the group
running in, Kevin was lagging at the back. He was pulling his shirt down
in front of him and looking at the ground as he made his way
intentionally to his locker, which was across from mine. By that time
some of the kids had already showered and were coming back in to dry off
and dress. I headed into the shower and got wet enough to pass. While I
was in there I heard the kids harassing Kevin, they were taunting him
with childish remarks, calling him a 'homo' and telling him how 'lame'
he was. as I was stepping out of the showers he was coming in. I was
sitting on the bench in front of my locker with my underwear on, drying
my hair. It was the last period of the day, and the locker room was
emptying out, when I heard some loud shouting... "LOOK, He IS A FAG!",
and "Kevin Popped A Boner In The Shower!"... I knew what had happened,
and I knew what it would mean to Kevin's already battered reputation. I
sat there and listened as the taunts started to fade, kids running off
to tell everyody they knew about it, and to catch their busses.
Eventually the locker room was quiet, and I heard Kevin walking back to
his locker. His towel was wrapped tightly around him, and I could see
that he was still hard. I was sitting about two feet from him, he was
standing at his locker, afraid to drop the towel. his eyes were still
tearing, and he asked, "So are you gonna make fun of me too?"... I was
always a soft hearted person, and I felt sorry for Kevin. I told him, "I
only wish I could have helped somehow." Kevin looked comforted as he
removed the towel. His dick was hard and rigid, the head round and
swollen, and pulsing. I looked up at him, and he said, "there was really
nothing you could have done". I said, "what about now?"... I didn't
really know what to say, it was an awkward situation and that is what
slipped out. I don't know why, but I reached over and grabbed the end of
his dick and squeezed, just once really tight. That was all it took for
Kevin to ejaculate, he spurted milky cum more than five feet across the
bench and spattered the lockers on the other side. I was startled, I
really didn't expect that and I quickly let go of his dick. Neither one
of us were very comfortable with what had just happened. We exchanged a
few more words about this and that, then we went on our way.
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The next day was a friday. Kevin had bravely come to school, but had
skipped p.e. class. I showered and dressed and went to wait for my bus.
Kevin was there waiting for his also. He and I started talking, and he
asked me if I wanted to spend the night at his house. I said that I
would have to ask my mom, so I rode the bus with him to his house after
school that day, then called my mom from his house. She said to have
fun, and not to stay up too late. I asked Kevin where his mom was, he
said that she was still asleep. She worked a night shift as a nurse,
twelve hour shifts. "She'll be getting up soon, she has to work at eight
tonight." Kevin said. "She likes it when someone can stay with me, she
will be glad that you are here." I said, "Wow, you get the whole house
to yourself every friday night?" he replied, "Yep, four nights a week."
We fixed some frozen pizzas and watched some stupid tv shows. Kevin's
mom woke up at about seven. She was divorced form Kevin's father who
lived in another state. She came into the living room where we were
watching tv, and introduced herself. "Hi J, I'm Karen". I said Hi and
told her a little about myself. She was a typical mother type, mostly
plain and practical. She got herself ready and soon left for work.
Kevin told me that he had a stack of magazines with naked ladies in them
that he had found behind our old school one day. He said that he had
them hidden under the center of his matress in his bedroom, so we went
upstairs to have a look. I held the matress up as he pulled out about
fifteen magazines, all different titles. Some were hardcore and
explicit, one dealing with lesbian rim jobs. We thumbed through the
pages, both of us trying to conceal the fact that we were stiff as a
board. It was getting hot in his room, and Kevin suggested that we strip
down into our underwear. I went along with it, Kevin wasn't trying to
hide his boner this time, and neither did I. We both kept our underwear
on, our stiff rods making a tent, and went back to our magazines. I was
sitting on the floor, and Kevin was sitting on the edge of his bed next
to me. I was looking at the end of his boner, it was pushing hard
against the front access opening of his briefs. He laid back onto a
pillow, and his boner head poked abut half way out of the front hole,
and as he flexed his cock, about another inch pushed through the
opening. It was hard, throbbing, and looked delicious. I immediately
lunged forward and put my mouth on his cock. I took him into my mouth,
deeper as I pushed the fabric back around his dick and balls, pulling
his cock completely through the front opening. I could smell cum on his
crotch, I knew that he had been masturbating that day. He squirmed as I
sucked his cock head to the back of my throat, At that instant he came
hard, repetitive squirts of hot salty cum into my throat... Before I
could pull his swollen prick out of my mouth, he had already gotten
three spurts down my throat. Then two more spurts hit me squarely in the
face. I Loved it. Throughout the course of that night, I sucked on
Kevin's boner for over six hours, and made him cum nine times. By the
third load I was swallowing all, and didn't miss a drop of his cum after
that. He never touched my dick, I jacked off later in his bathroom
before we went to sleep.
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The next day we woke up and started goofing off. Kevin's mom was home,
she was doing some housework and cooking. We were acting like fools,
sitting at the table while she was cooking, while she had her back
turned to us we would grab each other's dicks under the table. We both
were wearing shorts, just so we could play like that. She was running
the vaccuum cleaner in the living room and Kevin got under the table and
grabbed my dick and faked like he was giving me head. We laughed as we
heard the vaccuum shut off, then Kevin sat back down. "I'm going to bed
soon, so you guys will have to keep it down"...we giggled 'keep it
'down' yeah right'! She went off to her room upstairs, and Kevin and I
went back into his room. He said that he might like to try what I did to
him last night, I said it sounded like fun. I was absolutely craving his
dick right then though, so I got on my knees and at first faked giving
him head, then he pulled his shorts down and his thick boner fell into
place. He hadn't cum yet that day, and I knew that a hot thick load
would quickly be forcing it's way down my throat. I was floating on a
cloud, humming as I sucked and bobbed, this time fingering his balls,
which seemed to be giving him a new pleasure. I could feel his prick
begin to gush, here it came, as I sucked and swallowed, I heard Kevin
gasp with pleasure, I thought, no, that was surprise.. I looked up and
saw his mother Karen, standing there white as a ghost holding a laundry
basket. I had pulled my head back as Kevin continued to spurt, sending
strings of cum over my shoulders and onto his bedroom wall. Karen
dropped the basket and left the room. I got dressed and left shortly
after that. Kevin wasn't in school the next day, I found out that he had
gone to live with his dad.


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