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had remembered too, because he was blushing.
The food court was relatively empty, so we didn’t have any trouble finding the guys, who were feasting on Chinese. Jamie and I waved to get their attention and motioned that we were going to get food as well.
It had been a nice, quiet time, nothing special in the grand scheme of a teenager’s social calendar, but I liked being able to spend time with Jamie someplace other than school. The constant twittering of girls, the slamming of lockers, and the mocking laughter that followed me whenever I wasn’t with Jamie was absent from the low bustle of the mall.
It made me long for the school year to end.
4
“J AMIE , I don’t think we should be doing this with your parents right down the hall,” I told him between fevered kisses as we lay on the inflatable mattress his parents always put out for me. It was comfortable and just a few feet away from Jamie’s own twin captain’s bed, which had a lot of his character, from the handsome yet functional bookcase headboard to the calming blue plaid comforter freshly laid across its surface. One of the things I loved most about his bed was lying on it while we did our homework together, and his scent would envelop me, and I could torture myself with the image of him lying naked in bed with me.
“You know as well as I do that they won’t come to check on us this late. They’re asleep, and if they’re not, they think we are.” He cocked his head to the side, and his face fell a bit. “Unless you don’t want to?”
I responded by using my arms around his neck to pull his face back to mine. We were facing each other as we lay on our sides, wearing just our twisted and tented pajama pants. Our long-discarded shirts lay rumpled and forgotten, entwined under his desk. Excited and a little apprehensive, I rushed headlong into my first real sexual experience without any thought for what would happen after. All I wanted to think about was the feeling of his mouth melded with mine, or his hands as he rubbed my bare skin.
It was beautiful and sensual.
I wrapped my leg around his and pulled it between both of my mine, feeling my eager erection press against his thigh as his pressed into my hip. The friction, coupled with the emotion that flowed between us, made it the best sexual experience I’d ever had. It was already incredible, and I hadn’t even gotten off yet. Slowly but deliberately, he began to grind his hips against mine, intensifying my need for him, and he emitted soft, mewling whimpers. His excitement just escalated my own. I nearly lost all control of myself when, after sliding his hand down and grabbing my ass for leverage, he gasped, “Oh God, Brian,” almost too quietly for me to hear. Those desperate sounds of pleasure, of sheer need, nearly made me come in my baseball-themed pajama pants.
I had no idea where it was leading; all I knew for sure was that I never wanted it to stop.
A noise in the hall drew our attention. After a brief look at me, during which I nodded my head frantically to indicate I had heard it as well, Jamie scrambled out of my arms, stood, and dove onto his bed. We both jerked the blankets over ourselves, feigning sleep. No one entered Jamie’s room, but it was several minutes before I heard anything else, and what I heard brought my erection back in full force.
The sound was Jamie’s labored breathing.
“Jamie,” I whispered, “are you….” I trailed off. I just couldn’t force myself to say “masturbating,” or even “jacking off.” It didn’t matter, though. He knew what I meant.
“Uh-huh,” he replied in a low moan. Again, that excitement, that need, pulsed through me, making me throb. Silently, I lifted myself up and pulled my sleep pants down so the waistband was around my upper thighs and I was exposed. I stroked myself lightly as I listened to him. Then I rolled onto my side and watched his profile in the moonlight that came in from the nearby window. I
The food court was relatively empty, so we didn’t have any trouble finding the guys, who were feasting on Chinese. Jamie and I waved to get their attention and motioned that we were going to get food as well.
It had been a nice, quiet time, nothing special in the grand scheme of a teenager’s social calendar, but I liked being able to spend time with Jamie someplace other than school. The constant twittering of girls, the slamming of lockers, and the mocking laughter that followed me whenever I wasn’t with Jamie was absent from the low bustle of the mall.
It made me long for the school year to end.
4
“J AMIE , I don’t think we should be doing this with your parents right down the hall,” I told him between fevered kisses as we lay on the inflatable mattress his parents always put out for me. It was comfortable and just a few feet away from Jamie’s own twin captain’s bed, which had a lot of his character, from the handsome yet functional bookcase headboard to the calming blue plaid comforter freshly laid across its surface. One of the things I loved most about his bed was lying on it while we did our homework together, and his scent would envelop me, and I could torture myself with the image of him lying naked in bed with me.
“You know as well as I do that they won’t come to check on us this late. They’re asleep, and if they’re not, they think we are.” He cocked his head to the side, and his face fell a bit. “Unless you don’t want to?”
I responded by using my arms around his neck to pull his face back to mine. We were facing each other as we lay on our sides, wearing just our twisted and tented pajama pants. Our long-discarded shirts lay rumpled and forgotten, entwined under his desk. Excited and a little apprehensive, I rushed headlong into my first real sexual experience without any thought for what would happen after. All I wanted to think about was the feeling of his mouth melded with mine, or his hands as he rubbed my bare skin.
It was beautiful and sensual.
I wrapped my leg around his and pulled it between both of my mine, feeling my eager erection press against his thigh as his pressed into my hip. The friction, coupled with the emotion that flowed between us, made it the best sexual experience I’d ever had. It was already incredible, and I hadn’t even gotten off yet. Slowly but deliberately, he began to grind his hips against mine, intensifying my need for him, and he emitted soft, mewling whimpers. His excitement just escalated my own. I nearly lost all control of myself when, after sliding his hand down and grabbing my ass for leverage, he gasped, “Oh God, Brian,” almost too quietly for me to hear. Those desperate sounds of pleasure, of sheer need, nearly made me come in my baseball-themed pajama pants.
I had no idea where it was leading; all I knew for sure was that I never wanted it to stop.
A noise in the hall drew our attention. After a brief look at me, during which I nodded my head frantically to indicate I had heard it as well, Jamie scrambled out of my arms, stood, and dove onto his bed. We both jerked the blankets over ourselves, feigning sleep. No one entered Jamie’s room, but it was several minutes before I heard anything else, and what I heard brought my erection back in full force.
The sound was Jamie’s labored breathing.
“Jamie,” I whispered, “are you….” I trailed off. I just couldn’t force myself to say “masturbating,” or even “jacking off.” It didn’t matter, though. He knew what I meant.
“Uh-huh,” he replied in a low moan. Again, that excitement, that need, pulsed through me, making me throb. Silently, I lifted myself up and pulled my sleep pants down so the waistband was around my upper thighs and I was exposed. I stroked myself lightly as I listened to him. Then I rolled onto my side and watched his profile in the moonlight that came in from the nearby window. I
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