Kevins RevengeChapter 7
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Kevin's Wet Dream
On Saturday morning I woke to warmth and wetness. The wetness was
coming from my inside my boxers. My first thought was that I had cum in my
sleep. Then I realized the warmth was coming from my friend Kevin. Kevin
was sprawled on top of me with his head on the center of my chest and his
legs wrapped around my left thigh. I knew we had gone to bed and when I
had fallen asleep he had still been on his side of my big king size. My
penis was hard, I realized, but it felt like it was pointed away from the
wetness. I thought about it for a moment and identified a source of more
warmth in my boxers that wasn't attached to me. I looked down and I could
just barely see Kevin's hard penis poking out of the front of his boxers
and up the left leg of mine. This was definitely an odd morning. I closed
my eyes and decided to let Kevin wake up before moving. The wetness was
not unpleasant and I liked the feeling of his dick in my shorts.
About fifteen minutes later I felt Kevin stirring. I was very
horny at this point. I had spent the time wishing I had been awake while
Kevin did whatever, exactly, he had done. Kevin's head rose slowly off of
my chest. He didn't move for a few moments and then he cursed softly. He
started to slowly pull himself off of me and I felt his penis leave my
shorts. He stopped for a moment, probably trying to figure out how to
separate our legs without waking me up. I didn't give him the chance.
"Morning, Kev!" I said as I snapped my eyes open.
"Ummm...morning..."
"Did you have fun while I slept or what?" I grinned an evil grin
at my best friend.
"I'm not sure...ummm...sorry?" He looked almost terrified.
"Well...the cum in my shorts isn't mine. How about explaining it."
"I don't really remember. I had a dream that I was, uh, well..."
His voice shook as he spoke. He didn't seem to be noticing my grin and his
eyes looked moist. "I must've... I'm so sorry..."
"Was I in the dream or just a convenient leg?"
"I don't remember who was in the dream. I can't believe I did
this!" A single tear dropped out of his eye and landed on the blanket. He
looked at me for a moment and then started crying in earnest. I certainly
didn't mean to make him cry. Kevin and I had been best friends for four
years, ever since we met in the fifth grade. We talked about everything
(except sex since his family was very religious and I wasn't sure if I was
ready to tell him that I was gay) and had slept in this bed together
countless times. We had always been very affectionate towards each other
so I didn't even think about it when he started to cry. I sat up and
wrapped my arms around him and told him that it was okay.
After a while he stopped crying. He was a bit prone to tears and
this was not the first time I had comforted him, though usually the cause
was his asshole of a father. He sat in my arms for a few more moments and
then got up. He looked down at the wet spot on my boxers.
"I hope that doesn't stain..." He said and his trademark lopsided
grin came back.
"I'm sure it'll be fine though you could go get me a towel so I can
clean it up!"
"Sure!" Kevin dashed off to the bathroom across the hall and
returned with a small green hand-towel. I pushed off my shorts letting
them drop on to the floor. For all of our closeness, this was probably
only the fifth time he had seen me naked and definitely the first time he
had seen me hard. My erection had not died down at all.
He stared at me for a moment and then softy said, "I made the mess.
I should clean it up." He had a strange look in his eyes as he bent over
my crotch and slowly wiped the cum out of my pubic hair. I gasped slightly
as his towel-covered hand ran slowly over my balls to remove the semen that
had dripped there. Kevin dropped the towel on the floor, still hovering
over my privates, and moved his hand almost to my dick. I really thought
he would do it. I thought he was going to touch me.
"BREAKFAST," my mother screamed from the bottom of the stairs. Her
usual wake up call broke the moment and he pulled away from me. Neither of
us said anything as we pulled on our clothes. I switched to briefs in an
attempt to hide my erection and handed a spare pair to Kevin so he could do
the same with his. He said a quiet thanks and pushed his boxers off. He
stood motionless for a moment as if he was intentionally giving me time to
check out his exposed genitals. I got a good look at them. The penis that
had found it's way into my shorts was about five inches long and perfect.
It stuck out from his sparse, strawberry-blond, pubic hair like an arrow.
His balls looked kind of small and his scrotum was completely hairless and
rather wrinkled. The whole picture made me even harder and I almost
reached for his dick but the thunder that was my mother's voice roared from
below again and we quickly finished pulling on our underwear, jeans, and
t-shirts.
The day progressed from there as if nothing strange and exciting
had happened. We ate breakfast, chatted, joked, went to the movies, and
played video games. Kevin stayed over for dinner, as usual, and then we
watched a stupid movie on HBO. Around eight in the evening Kevin's mother
called to see if her son was coming home that night or not (a usual
occurrence on Saturdays) and my mom told her that he wasn't and that she
would drive Kevin home the next day after church. My mom always told his
mom that she would take him home after church. His mom assumed she meant
after WE got back from church. My mom meant that it would be after his mom
got back from church. We didn't belong to a church and I was always
thankful that Kevin's mother never caught on to our bit of deception. My
mom was cool that way. When we heard the usual conversation that locked
Kevin into staying the night again he looked at me with a bit of fear in
his eyes. It was almost as if he wasn't sure if I would want him to stay.
I smiled at him and ruffled his fluffy blond hair. He relaxed visibly.
After the stupid movie was over we watched another one, pretty standard for
a Saturday evening around my house. When it was finally over my mother
ushered us off to bed. f******n years old and I still get sent to bed at
ten p.m. on a Saturday. Sheesh.
Kevin followed me up the stairs to the bathroom where we dutifully
brushed our teeth. Normally he would have left the bathroom to give me
privacy to pee but I didn't really give him the chance. He was still
brushing when I walked to the toilet, unzipped, and let go. He stopped
brushing and watched me pee. When I had squeezed out the last drops and
put it all away he switched places with me and took care of his business
while I put away the toothpaste and watched him intently. It occurred to
me that his penis was just as cute soft as it had been hard. I started
getting aroused again thinking about his erection from the morning. When
he was done we went into my bedroom.
One habit that my mother managed to drill into my head at an early
age was to never get into an un-made bed. Kevin always snickered at me
when made my bed before we got into it at night. My back was turned to
Kevin as I smoothed and tucked the blankets but I could hear Kevin getting
undressed. I expected to turn around and see him in my spare briefs but I
think I hid my surprise when I found him standing naked as the day he was
born. His face looked expectant, as if he was a little k** waiting to see
if he did something correctly for the first time. I felt myself grin as I
quickly removed my clothes. He was still (mostly) soft and I almost
hesitated before removing my underwear due to my very hard erection. He
watched me undress and didn't seem surprised to see my almost six inches of
hard penis. He didn't say anything as he walked around to the left side of
the bed and got under the covers. I slipped under the covers on my side
(Kevin had slept over so often that even when I was alone I only slept on
the right side of the bed). While pretending to get comfortable I moved
closer to the center of the bed, something that I had not done in the past.
Kevin mimicked my act and very quickly we were shoulder to shoulder.
We lay like that for quite a while, probably a half an hour, with
both of us staring straight up at the ceiling. Eventually I looked over at
Kevin, not really expecting him to be sleeping. He wasn't. He was looking
directly at my face and the light blanket was tented at his crotch. I sat
up a bit, not really knowing what to do. Kevin straightened his right arm
and laid it across my pillow where my head had been. I turned onto my side
and moved over to him. He wrapped his right arm around my shoulders and
leaned his head into my neck. One soft kiss to the neck later his eyes
were locked again onto mine. Without thought I laid my head down on his
chest and wrapped his left leg between my thighs. I knew I was in the same
position he had been the night before, lying vaguely on top of my friend
with my penis buried in his crotch. He stroked my hair slowly as I
caressed his soft, slender chest. On instinct I moved my head down a bit
and kissed his nipple. He sighed softly. I looked up into his eyes and
saw a great happiness in them. Both of us moved a bit and our lips were
touching. We kissed for the first time and it was wonderful. We kissed
for a long time. It was like a dam breaking under the pressure. I was gay
and so was my best friend.
When our lips finally separated he said, "You were in my dream and
what happened last night started when I was asleep but by the time I was
done I was awake but couldn't pull away from you."
"I wouldn't have been able to, either. I've wanted this for a long
time. I love you, Kevin."
"I love you, too. Can we kiss some more?" I smiled and locked my
lips again to his. Our kissing before had been tender and we had
concentrated on the kissing. This time my hands were all over his chest,
feeling his body and eventually I found my way to his penis. Finally I had
his beautiful dick in my hand. Finally I felt his soft public hair and his
little balls. His hands went all over my back and down to my cheeks and
then under to my very hard cock and hairless balls. I broke the kiss and
lick his nipples again. I really liked doing that and he shuddered and
moaned while I played.
I knew I couldn't wait anymore. I left his nipples and licked my
way down his chest and then past his belly button. I stopped and pushed my
nose into his hair, smelling his boyness. My tongue and instincts took
control as I cupped his balls with my hand and started licking his penis.
I wasn't sucking it yet, just licking it. Up and around his shaft until I
got to the head with it's little drop of pre-cum at the slit. I licked the
drop off and then got the head very wet with my darting tongue. He was
moaning loudly now. I opened my mouth and engulfed the head of his penis.
I hoped my mother hadn't heard the moan that I had just caused. I went
further down on him, taking most of his sweet penis into my mouth. I loved
it and from the sounds I wasn't the only one. I did what I thought was
right and moved up and down on my beautiful friend's penis. It was
apparently close enough since only moments later he mumbled something
unrecognizable and his cock started shooting cum into my mouth. I suppose
I should have expected that to happen but for some reason I never did. I
did the best I could and swallowed furiously but some of it dripped out of
my mouth and into his pubes. I stroked his balls as he came in my mouth
and when he was done I, almost reluctantly, let his penis fall from my
mouth.
His eyes were closed and for a moment I thought he had fallen
asleep. I moved back up to him and he opened his pretty blue eyes. He
kissed me and pushed me flat onto the bed. Without a word or any
hesitation he slipped down to my crotch. I had been frenzied and swift
with my worship of his penis but he seemed to have other ideas. He licked
me, very slowly, all over my crotch. His tongue bathed my penis, my balls,
and my brown pubic hair. Then he slowly ran his tongue in circles around
my penis until he got to the tip. He licked off the ample amounts of
pre-cum that continued to leak out of my penis. He spent well over ten
minutes licking my balls and my dick and only moments before I came he
slipped all of it into his mouth. The sudden warmth and wetness pushed me
over the edge and I came with a loud noise that could only be called a
squeak (and it was...years later he still referred to the noise as my
loss-of-virginity squeak). I'm pretty sure he swallowed some of my semen
but there was still a hell of a lot left to leak out of his mouth into my
pubes and onto my balls. As good as sex has always felt afterwards,
nothing has ever been as good as that first blowjob from Kevin.
After I was done cumming, Kevin pulled himself and the blanket up
over me. We kissed a bit as we found a comfortable cuddling position but
we were both spent and we quickly fell asleep in each other's arms. I
really don't recall ever having slept so well in my life. In fact, neither
Kevin nor I heard any of my mother's thunder the next morning. Since this
had never happened before she must have gotten worried so she marched up
the stairs and opened my door. My mother is a very intelligent woman and
was probably wondering about me to begin with so the sight of the two of us
cuddled up naked, with the blanket mostly on the floor, was not at all
confusing to her. We woke up about ten minutes later (I'm guessing a bit
here) to find her sitting in my desk chair next to my bed staring at her
naked son and his naked lover.
"I do not want to be around if your Father ever finds out about
this, Kevin." That was all she said and she got up and went back
downstairs.
On Saturday morning I woke to warmth and wetness. The wetness was
coming from my inside my boxers. My first thought was that I had cum in my
sleep. Then I realized the warmth was coming from my friend Kevin. Kevin
was sprawled on top of me with his head on the center of my chest and his
legs wrapped around my left thigh. I knew we had gone to bed and when I
had fallen asleep he had still been on his side of my big king size. My
penis was hard, I realized, but it felt like it was pointed away from the
wetness. I thought about it for a moment and identified a source of more
warmth in my boxers that wasn't attached to me. I looked down and I could
just barely see Kevin's hard penis poking out of the front of his boxers
and up the left leg of mine. This was definitely an odd morning. I closed
my eyes and decided to let Kevin wake up before moving. The wetness was
not unpleasant and I liked the feeling of his dick in my shorts.
About fifteen minutes later I felt Kevin stirring. I was very
horny at this point. I had spent the time wishing I had been awake while
Kevin did whatever, exactly, he had done. Kevin's head rose slowly off of
my chest. He didn't move for a few moments and then he cursed softly. He
started to slowly pull himself off of me and I felt his penis leave my
shorts. He stopped for a moment, probably trying to figure out how to
separate our legs without waking me up. I didn't give him the chance.
"Morning, Kev!" I said as I snapped my eyes open.
"Ummm...morning..."
"Did you have fun while I slept or what?" I grinned an evil grin
at my best friend.
"I'm not sure...ummm...sorry?" He looked almost terrified.
"Well...the cum in my shorts isn't mine. How about explaining it."
"I don't really remember. I had a dream that I was, uh, well..."
His voice shook as he spoke. He didn't seem to be noticing my grin and his
eyes looked moist. "I must've... I'm so sorry..."
"Was I in the dream or just a convenient leg?"
"I don't remember who was in the dream. I can't believe I did
this!" A single tear dropped out of his eye and landed on the blanket. He
looked at me for a moment and then started crying in earnest. I certainly
didn't mean to make him cry. Kevin and I had been best friends for four
years, ever since we met in the fifth grade. We talked about everything
(except sex since his family was very religious and I wasn't sure if I was
ready to tell him that I was gay) and had slept in this bed together
countless times. We had always been very affectionate towards each other
so I didn't even think about it when he started to cry. I sat up and
wrapped my arms around him and told him that it was okay.
After a while he stopped crying. He was a bit prone to tears and
this was not the first time I had comforted him, though usually the cause
was his asshole of a father. He sat in my arms for a few more moments and
then got up. He looked down at the wet spot on my boxers.
"I hope that doesn't stain..." He said and his trademark lopsided
grin came back.
"I'm sure it'll be fine though you could go get me a towel so I can
clean it up!"
"Sure!" Kevin dashed off to the bathroom across the hall and
returned with a small green hand-towel. I pushed off my shorts letting
them drop on to the floor. For all of our closeness, this was probably
only the fifth time he had seen me naked and definitely the first time he
had seen me hard. My erection had not died down at all.
He stared at me for a moment and then softy said, "I made the mess.
I should clean it up." He had a strange look in his eyes as he bent over
my crotch and slowly wiped the cum out of my pubic hair. I gasped slightly
as his towel-covered hand ran slowly over my balls to remove the semen that
had dripped there. Kevin dropped the towel on the floor, still hovering
over my privates, and moved his hand almost to my dick. I really thought
he would do it. I thought he was going to touch me.
"BREAKFAST," my mother screamed from the bottom of the stairs. Her
usual wake up call broke the moment and he pulled away from me. Neither of
us said anything as we pulled on our clothes. I switched to briefs in an
attempt to hide my erection and handed a spare pair to Kevin so he could do
the same with his. He said a quiet thanks and pushed his boxers off. He
stood motionless for a moment as if he was intentionally giving me time to
check out his exposed genitals. I got a good look at them. The penis that
had found it's way into my shorts was about five inches long and perfect.
It stuck out from his sparse, strawberry-blond, pubic hair like an arrow.
His balls looked kind of small and his scrotum was completely hairless and
rather wrinkled. The whole picture made me even harder and I almost
reached for his dick but the thunder that was my mother's voice roared from
below again and we quickly finished pulling on our underwear, jeans, and
t-shirts.
The day progressed from there as if nothing strange and exciting
had happened. We ate breakfast, chatted, joked, went to the movies, and
played video games. Kevin stayed over for dinner, as usual, and then we
watched a stupid movie on HBO. Around eight in the evening Kevin's mother
called to see if her son was coming home that night or not (a usual
occurrence on Saturdays) and my mom told her that he wasn't and that she
would drive Kevin home the next day after church. My mom always told his
mom that she would take him home after church. His mom assumed she meant
after WE got back from church. My mom meant that it would be after his mom
got back from church. We didn't belong to a church and I was always
thankful that Kevin's mother never caught on to our bit of deception. My
mom was cool that way. When we heard the usual conversation that locked
Kevin into staying the night again he looked at me with a bit of fear in
his eyes. It was almost as if he wasn't sure if I would want him to stay.
I smiled at him and ruffled his fluffy blond hair. He relaxed visibly.
After the stupid movie was over we watched another one, pretty standard for
a Saturday evening around my house. When it was finally over my mother
ushered us off to bed. f******n years old and I still get sent to bed at
ten p.m. on a Saturday. Sheesh.
Kevin followed me up the stairs to the bathroom where we dutifully
brushed our teeth. Normally he would have left the bathroom to give me
privacy to pee but I didn't really give him the chance. He was still
brushing when I walked to the toilet, unzipped, and let go. He stopped
brushing and watched me pee. When I had squeezed out the last drops and
put it all away he switched places with me and took care of his business
while I put away the toothpaste and watched him intently. It occurred to
me that his penis was just as cute soft as it had been hard. I started
getting aroused again thinking about his erection from the morning. When
he was done we went into my bedroom.
One habit that my mother managed to drill into my head at an early
age was to never get into an un-made bed. Kevin always snickered at me
when made my bed before we got into it at night. My back was turned to
Kevin as I smoothed and tucked the blankets but I could hear Kevin getting
undressed. I expected to turn around and see him in my spare briefs but I
think I hid my surprise when I found him standing naked as the day he was
born. His face looked expectant, as if he was a little k** waiting to see
if he did something correctly for the first time. I felt myself grin as I
quickly removed my clothes. He was still (mostly) soft and I almost
hesitated before removing my underwear due to my very hard erection. He
watched me undress and didn't seem surprised to see my almost six inches of
hard penis. He didn't say anything as he walked around to the left side of
the bed and got under the covers. I slipped under the covers on my side
(Kevin had slept over so often that even when I was alone I only slept on
the right side of the bed). While pretending to get comfortable I moved
closer to the center of the bed, something that I had not done in the past.
Kevin mimicked my act and very quickly we were shoulder to shoulder.
We lay like that for quite a while, probably a half an hour, with
both of us staring straight up at the ceiling. Eventually I looked over at
Kevin, not really expecting him to be sleeping. He wasn't. He was looking
directly at my face and the light blanket was tented at his crotch. I sat
up a bit, not really knowing what to do. Kevin straightened his right arm
and laid it across my pillow where my head had been. I turned onto my side
and moved over to him. He wrapped his right arm around my shoulders and
leaned his head into my neck. One soft kiss to the neck later his eyes
were locked again onto mine. Without thought I laid my head down on his
chest and wrapped his left leg between my thighs. I knew I was in the same
position he had been the night before, lying vaguely on top of my friend
with my penis buried in his crotch. He stroked my hair slowly as I
caressed his soft, slender chest. On instinct I moved my head down a bit
and kissed his nipple. He sighed softly. I looked up into his eyes and
saw a great happiness in them. Both of us moved a bit and our lips were
touching. We kissed for the first time and it was wonderful. We kissed
for a long time. It was like a dam breaking under the pressure. I was gay
and so was my best friend.
When our lips finally separated he said, "You were in my dream and
what happened last night started when I was asleep but by the time I was
done I was awake but couldn't pull away from you."
"I wouldn't have been able to, either. I've wanted this for a long
time. I love you, Kevin."
"I love you, too. Can we kiss some more?" I smiled and locked my
lips again to his. Our kissing before had been tender and we had
concentrated on the kissing. This time my hands were all over his chest,
feeling his body and eventually I found my way to his penis. Finally I had
his beautiful dick in my hand. Finally I felt his soft public hair and his
little balls. His hands went all over my back and down to my cheeks and
then under to my very hard cock and hairless balls. I broke the kiss and
lick his nipples again. I really liked doing that and he shuddered and
moaned while I played.
I knew I couldn't wait anymore. I left his nipples and licked my
way down his chest and then past his belly button. I stopped and pushed my
nose into his hair, smelling his boyness. My tongue and instincts took
control as I cupped his balls with my hand and started licking his penis.
I wasn't sucking it yet, just licking it. Up and around his shaft until I
got to the head with it's little drop of pre-cum at the slit. I licked the
drop off and then got the head very wet with my darting tongue. He was
moaning loudly now. I opened my mouth and engulfed the head of his penis.
I hoped my mother hadn't heard the moan that I had just caused. I went
further down on him, taking most of his sweet penis into my mouth. I loved
it and from the sounds I wasn't the only one. I did what I thought was
right and moved up and down on my beautiful friend's penis. It was
apparently close enough since only moments later he mumbled something
unrecognizable and his cock started shooting cum into my mouth. I suppose
I should have expected that to happen but for some reason I never did. I
did the best I could and swallowed furiously but some of it dripped out of
my mouth and into his pubes. I stroked his balls as he came in my mouth
and when he was done I, almost reluctantly, let his penis fall from my
mouth.
His eyes were closed and for a moment I thought he had fallen
asleep. I moved back up to him and he opened his pretty blue eyes. He
kissed me and pushed me flat onto the bed. Without a word or any
hesitation he slipped down to my crotch. I had been frenzied and swift
with my worship of his penis but he seemed to have other ideas. He licked
me, very slowly, all over my crotch. His tongue bathed my penis, my balls,
and my brown pubic hair. Then he slowly ran his tongue in circles around
my penis until he got to the tip. He licked off the ample amounts of
pre-cum that continued to leak out of my penis. He spent well over ten
minutes licking my balls and my dick and only moments before I came he
slipped all of it into his mouth. The sudden warmth and wetness pushed me
over the edge and I came with a loud noise that could only be called a
squeak (and it was...years later he still referred to the noise as my
loss-of-virginity squeak). I'm pretty sure he swallowed some of my semen
but there was still a hell of a lot left to leak out of his mouth into my
pubes and onto my balls. As good as sex has always felt afterwards,
nothing has ever been as good as that first blowjob from Kevin.
After I was done cumming, Kevin pulled himself and the blanket up
over me. We kissed a bit as we found a comfortable cuddling position but
we were both spent and we quickly fell asleep in each other's arms. I
really don't recall ever having slept so well in my life. In fact, neither
Kevin nor I heard any of my mother's thunder the next morning. Since this
had never happened before she must have gotten worried so she marched up
the stairs and opened my door. My mother is a very intelligent woman and
was probably wondering about me to begin with so the sight of the two of us
cuddled up naked, with the blanket mostly on the floor, was not at all
confusing to her. We woke up about ten minutes later (I'm guessing a bit
here) to find her sitting in my desk chair next to my bed staring at her
naked son and his naked lover.
"I do not want to be around if your Father ever finds out about
this, Kevin." That was all she said and she got up and went back
downstairs.
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