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With Edward
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Edward
PART ONE: The First Encounter
Edward hated the new house, he hated the new neighbourhood
and he hated his new school. Why did they ever have to move?
What was wrong with where they lived before? His mother tried
to explain things to him, tried to reassure him he'd make new
friends and that soon he'd be just as happy as he was before, but
he didn't believe her. It was an old war house and it was drafty
and cold and he was sure there were ghosts in the basement. He
hated it.
Three weeks had gone by and he'd spent his sixth birthday
alone, with only his mother and his grandmother there. He'd
gotten some nice toys (he loved his new GI-Joe) but he was lonely.
There were no kids on this street and he wasn't allowed to go
anywhere else. The back yard was cool, and there was an empty
wood lot behind it where he'd built a cool fort out of old wood
and some nails, but he had no friends. That was what he wanted.
A week after his birthday he came out to play and there was
a strange boy in the back lot looking at his fort. The boy had red
hair and freckles and he was a lot older than Edward was--maybe
even ten or eleven. Edward was afraid he was going to wreck the
fort because that's usually what older kids did. He went outside,
trying to act cool, as if it didn't bother him that this strange boy
was looking at *his* fort.
"Hi!" called the red headed boy cheerfully as Edward
approached. "Cool fort, kid. Did you build it?"
Edward was relieved at his attitude. Sometimes even when
older kids talked nice you could tell they were still going to do
something rotten. This kid didn't seem that way.
"Yep," he replied. Maybe even though he was older and
bigger this kid would be his friend.
"Let's go inside," the other boy said, pulling open the piece of
green particle board that served as the fort's door. He climbed
inside. Edward followed and pulled the door shut.
The fort was big enough for both of them to stand
comfortably, even though the other boy had to hunch over a bit.
They each sat in a corner to talk.
The older boy's name was Alex, and he lived in a place called
"The Estates" which Edward thought might be "The States" where
all the cool TV came from. His other grandma had moved to "The
States" last year and he thought it was cool that Alex was from
there.
He showed Alex all about his fort, even the secret places
where he kept his hand grenades (pine cones) and his guns (curved
sticks). Alex was impressed and soon they were playing GI-Joe,
hunting down Cobra and throwing pine cone hand grenades at
enemy agents. When that got boring, they climbed trees and
Edward was pleasantly surprised that he could climb higher than
Alex could. At one point they got into a wrestling match, and
even though Alex was bigger, he let Edward win once. By the end
of the day they had decided to be friends.
The next day after school Alex invited Edward to his house
and Edward found out that "The Estates" were really just a bunch
of townhouses, like the ones he'd lived in before he moved to the
new house. He was a little disappointed.
Alex's house was a fairly plain place and his dad was a big
fat bald man who didn't look like Alex at all. Downstairs Alex had
more toys than Edward had ever seen--GI-Joes and Hot Wheels and
Fisher Price and Big Jim and everything. They played racing cars
for a while, whipping the cars along the floor and into the wall.
Alex's dad came down and told them to stop and Alex looked a
little scared, which made Edward scared. Alex said they'd better
go. Edward decided he'd better get home for dinner anyway.
The next day they decided to play in Edward's fort. They
talked for a while about what they could do to make the fort
bigger, then Alex suggested something that caught Edward by
surprise.
"Let's strip naked and rub our dinks together. It'll feel really
good."
Edward was stunned. He couldn't even comprehend how Alex
could ask something like that. He refused.
"Come on," Alex insisted. "It feels really good. You'll like
it."
"No way!" Edward replied. He suddenly felt hot and
uncomfortable.
"I won't be your friend any more," Alex said in a teasing
voice.
"I don't care. I'm not doing that. It's sick."
Alex smiled at him and got up to leave.
"Wait!" Edward couldn't let his only friend leave like that.
"Will you do it?"
Edward thought really hard, trying to decide whether it was
worth being friends. It did sound a little cool, but he wasn't sure.
Alex smiled again and pulled the door open.
"I'll do it!" Edward cried. He could feel tears coming up
because Alex was leaving. That was worse than anything.
Smiling even wider, Alex pulled the door shut. He pulled
Edward to his feet.
"You take my clothes off," he said.
Happy that Alex was staying, Edward obeyed. It felt funny
unbuttoning Alex's shirt and there was a funny tickle in his
stomach. He unzipped Alex's pants and pulled them down along
with his underwear. Alex stepped away from his clothes and sat
down to untie his shoes.
Edward had never seen another boy naked before and he
couldn't stop looking at Alex's cock. He'd never thought about his
own cock, but Alex's was so different. It was long and smooth,
like an elephant's trunk--not like his own bumpy, ridged thing
which looked like a...well...like a cock. There must be two kinds
of boys, Edward thought. One kind like me and one kind like Alex
and we have different cocks. It seemed as natural as boys having
different colours of hair.
He felt embarrassed standing there with his clothes on while
Alex was naked, so he started to get undressed himself. Alex
made no move to help him. As he stripped, Edward watched Alex's
cock swell and a red knob of flesh emerge from the smooth tube.
Now it looked like a normal cock, and Edward was a little relieved.
When they were both naked, Alex pulled Edward to him and
gave him a hug. Alex's pale skin was hot and smooth against his.
Edward could feel Alex's hard cock pressing against his own and it
felt good. For the first time in his life he noticed his own cock
start to get hard and he pressed back. He felt a strange new
exhilaration at hugging like this. He didn't understand what they
were doing, but it felt important and it felt good.
Alex sighed contentedly. "Lie down on your stomach and let
me rub my dink against your butt," he said.
Edward obeyed, and the cool dirt floor of the fort felt good
against the bare skin of his thighs and his chest. Alex laid on top
of him, pressing him down into the floor. Edward felt a painful
pressure between his legs and realized Alex was pushing his cock
into his butt. It hurt and it made him mad that Alex was doing
this to him. He wanted it to feel good.
Alex swivelled his hips and pressed even harder and Edward
groaned in pain. Alex let out another happy sigh and that made
Edward furious. How dare Alex enjoy this!
"Let me do that to you!" he demanded.
Alex climbed off and they traded places. It felt good to lay
on top of Alex and press against him and Edward felt for Alex's
butt and pushed his stiff cock into it with all his strength. It
slowly slid in, but the pressure hurt like Hell. Edward might as
well have been trying to push his cock into a rock. It felt like he
was pushing his tool back into his own stomach.
To his amazement Alex groaned happily and even smiled.
Ignoring the pain he pushed harder, but Alex seemed to enjoy that
to. Confused, he pulled his cock out. It slowly oozed out of
Alex's butt like a worm being pulled from its hole. Alex groaned
happily at that too. Edward didn't understand what was so good
about it.
Alex sat up and gave Edward another hug, rubbing his face
against Edward's cheek. Feeling better, Edward hugged and rubbed
back. His cock was feeling really good, better than anything he'd
ever felt before.
"Let's play Jamie Sommers and Steve Austin," Alex suggested.
"You be Jamie and I'll be Steve."
"Let me be Steve," Edward demanded. There was no way he
was going to play a girl. He wasn't any sissy!
"Okay," Alex agreed. "You say 'Oh Jamie' and I'll say 'Oh
Steve' and then we'll hug and rub."
Edward felt really stupid, but he agreed.
"Oh Jamie," he said, unable to muster much enthusiasm. Alex
got right into the part.
"Oh Steve," he sighed in a high falsetto. Then they embraced
and ground their genitals together. To Edward's shock, Alex
pressed his lips firmly against his and gave him a kiss. Not
knowing what else to do, he kissed back. When they parted, Alex
look at him fondly for a moment, then planted another small kiss
on his cheek.
Edward glared at him for a moment, but said nothing. He
didn't like kissing. Boys weren't supposed to kiss unless they were
related. Meanwhile, Alex reached over and took Edward's white
underwear and used it to wipe off Edward's cock. It felt really
good, but it made Edward mad that Alex was getting his underwear
dirty.
Then Alex opened his mouth and, bending over, slid Edward's
cock slowly inside. Edward let out a gasp and dug his fingers into
Alex's shoulders. The inside of Alex's mouth was smooth and hot
and wet and Edward was in heaven. Alex slid his tongue back
and forth and slid the cock in and out of his mouth. Finally he
had to ask Edward not to hold onto him so tight.
Edward stared Alex's red curly hair as his head bobbed up and
down in his lap. Warm, liquid pleasure was seeping from between
his legs, rising slowly up the shaft of his penis. Finally he felt
the muscles around his cock start contracting and each contraction
brought more and more pleasure until he couldn't take it any more.
He grabbed Alex's head in his hands and held it back. Alex looked
at him angrily for a minute, then smiled and rolled onto his side.
Edward collapsed backwards, his breath coming in short ragged
gasps, his penis still twitching. There was a stream of thick clear
fluid running down it and onto his belly.
"Did you like it?" Alex asked after a while.
"Yeah," Edward replied, still breathless. "It was cool. It felt
so good!" Alex smiled again.
"Now you do me," he said, leaning back and exposing his own
stiff cock.
"I don't know if I can," Edward replied. He really didn't
want to put Alex's cock in his mouth.
"It's easy," Alex insisted. "Just do what I did."
Edward knew there wasn't any way he was going to get out
of it, so he swallowed his fear and leaned over. Alex took his
head and somewhat forcefully guided it down onto his cock.
Edward opened his mouth and let Alex's cock slide in. It
warm and mostly tasteless and he decided it wasn't so bad. Still,
he was afraid Alex was going to pee in his mouth. Nervously, he
started sliding the cock in and out.
"Ow," Alex cried. "Watch your teeth!"
Edward tried to say he was sorry, but he couldn't get words
out past Alex's swollen member. Finally, he could feel Alex's cock
start twitching and all the muscles in the boy's legs tensed as he
let out a long groan.
"Okay, that's enough," Alex said as he held Edward's head
back. "You have to stop when I come."
"What do you mean come?"
"That part after it feels really good were it starts to hurt."
"Is that what it's called?"
"Yeah, that's called coming."
"Okay." Edward always liked to know the proper words for
things. That's why he said "cock" while Alex still said "dink".
He'd have to tell Alex about that some day.
They both got dressed silently after that, neither one
interested any more. Alex went home and Edward went inside. He
really liked some of what they did, but it made him feel strange
inside.
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