Arcade Junkie - 1. Chapter 1

I had been going to the arcade around the corner from my house for as long as it's been open. I'd seen every game that it's ever had come and go, every kid that's ever had a quarter in his pocket has passed through here at one time or another. And considering that I'm gay, it's a good place to pick up "jack off material"! After all, what better place is there in the world than a suburban arcade in Chicago? It's constantly filled to the brim with hot, tight bunned, gorgeous boys. It's usually pretty busy, and crowded...meaning being in "tight company" with the lovely bodies around me. And, best of all...arcades are like wolfsbane for most girls. Not that I *hate* girls, but I can't really get a good look at or strike up a conversation with the cuties in the room with their significant others hanging around. I must admit that I feel a pinch of jealousy every time I see a girl all hugged up with a guy in a corner and wishing that I could do the same. But maybe it was never meant to be...or was it?

My name is Matt by the way. I stand at about 5' 9", which is average for a kid of 15. My hair is sandy blond, or is it sandy brown? I can never remember. I guess it depends on what color my hazel eyes favor most at the time. Sometimes my eyes are more brown, sometimes they lean more towards green...I have yet to figure out why. I've always considered myself to be kind of thin, but everyone tells me that I'm a nice size. Oh, and if it means anything to you...I've been told many times that I'm pretty damn cute! Doesn't do me any good though if there's no one to share it with. But I was fifteen, at my "super sex crazy" best! Right now I'd take some dirty meaningless sex over a real relationship at this point. I just need *somebody* -- anybody. Little did I know that today would be the day that I'd get my magic genie in the bottle!

I was playing one of the many fighting games that I was good at. I had a tendency to show off with a few fancy moves to attract some attention from any onlookers and maybe even get them to play with me. But nobody could ever take me in a fighting game. I was undoubtedly the undefeated champion of any game I put my hands on! But I wasn't really ready for the challenge that I got that day. I could feel him watching me play the game, some kid had walked up behind me and took notice of what I was doing. I couldn't turn around and see his face, I might scare him off. (I had a certain "strategy" when it came to drawing people into a competition) So I continued to play and tried to pretend that I didn't notice him.

He watched me play a few matches and finally got up the nerve to say something. "Nice moves. Good...but not great."

Excuse me? Was he kidding? Could he be challenging moi to a match? Ha ha! Another fly has been lured into my spider's web, and he was going to learn what defeat was all about!

"Do you care to jump in and show me how to do it right?" I asked, and he agreed.

He stepped into my view for the first time, and my heart felt as though it was suddenly filling with helium! Like it was inflating to the point of bursting and I had no way to stop it! My arms went numb and my mouth went dry...he was more than handsome...he was mouthwateringly gorgeous! He had blond hair that hung just below his temples and seemed to be a thick shiny mass that moved in slow motion when he leaned forward. He was maybe 14 years old, with green eyes that seemed to read your thoughts if you looked directly into them. He had a retainer that clung tightly to his perfect white teeth. He was wearing a red T-shirt that seemed to rise tauntingly above his waistline, exposing the early beginnings of a teenage six pack. He wasn't really muscular, but it was an athlete's body in the making. He had on a pair of white sweat pants that showed a playful hint of his 'package', which jiggled ever so sightly with his every movement. As he bent over to add his quarter to the game, I secretly looked over at his ass. The ripe globes of his buttocks pressed against the fabric of his sweats and formed the erotic shape of a perfect teenage behind. Round, smooth, and with a slight indentation where the crack was. I had to fight my every instinct to keep from diving down on him and sucking those delicious cheeks into my mouth!

I couldn't help but stare as he rose from putting his money in the machine. Making eye contact with him was almost enough to make me cum right there! I felt weightless, unfocused, it was something new for me. I'd had crushes before...but this was different. This was much more exact, like it was this kid or nothing at all. Strange.

We started the game and came out fighting. I don't know if it was his awesome presence making me jittery or if he was really good, but he was more than my match! Out of all the years that I had been coming to this arcade, I had never had anything close to the competition that I was getting from this kid. He backed up his words with skill and technique the likes that I've never seen. I lost.

He looks over at me and says with a grin, "Winner stays, loser pays! Try Again?"

I pulled out another quarter and bent down to put it in the slot. As I was down there, I inhaled deeply the scent of this young morsel of loveliness. He smelled of soap and shampoo, and the image of him in the shower raced through my mind. The lightness of my head was suddenly countered by a heaviness in my crotch. Whoah! I had to slow down before I started showing too much! Good thing it was dark. I stood up quickly and saw an evil smirk on his face. He was confident that he'd have no trouble beating me again! I'd have to put an end to that in a hurry!

I took my 'stance' and gave him the fight of his life. He was still good, but I wasn't about to lose to a rookie...not on my own turf! I pulled out all the stops and showed him who the true champion was that round. He lost and quickly reloaded with another quarter. We went at it for what seemed like hours. He won, then me, then him, then me. We battled on and on with no definite winner. I showed him moves that he didn't even know were in the game. Then he showed me a few things that I'd never heard of either. Soon we were both sweating and breathing hard, neither one of us willing to give up. That's when we noticed a line forming behind us. Other kids were waiting to play.

We called a temporary truce and since I won the last match, he moved over and let me take the next challenger. But it didn't last. I asked him how to pull off a few of those moves that he did, and soon we were trading secrets. Next thing you know, the two of us were playing as a team and knocking all the competitors out one by one! We were an unbeatable team!

Soon we ran out of steam and I figured that this would be the last I'd see of him. But before we parted ways he asked me if I wanted to get something to eat. I've never felt more like having a burger in my life!

"My name's Sam." He said.

"Matt." I replied, noticing once again that 'heavy' feeling in my loins.

We went around the corner and got some of that good ol' junk food from Frankie's. We talked for about an hour, and Sam was really a cool kid. He was the arcade champion at an old arcade in Seattle, that's where he came from. We just had so much in common, not a sentence was spoken by either one of us without the other one jumping in and saying, "Hey...me too!" It was great. And believe it or not, there were times when his striking good looks didn't even phase me. There were times when he could have looked like Quasimodo and I still would have hung on to his every word. Then again, there were times when his voice just kind of faded out of my focus and I could only gaze at his pretty face, his soft body, his dreamy eyes. Geez, even his retainer turned me on. After sitting there for a while and basically 'bonding' in a way that only two young kids could do, we decided to leave.

He was going to the corner to catch the bus and asked if I was going to catch it with him. But I told him that I only lived down the block and he seemed to brighten up when I said that.

"Cool! You live right down the street from an arcade? That's so cool! Can I see your house?"

Hey, I wasn't going to deny him. Every moment I spent with this kid was a heavenly experience to say the least. We walked down to the house and my mom was home. I introduced my new buddy and she seemed thrilled to see that I was bringing home a friend instead of hanging out at the arcade by myself all the time. Sam played the 'good influence' role very well by adopting a sudden "Yes m'am/No m'am" attitude. I was proud of him...he was a gentleman.

My room was downstairs in a finished basement that I decorated myself. I even drew some pictures and stuff on the walls to make it mine. Sam was really impressed. We sat down in my bean bag chairs and started looking through some of my old comic books and stuff before he did something that surprised me. You see, I got down on the floor to read a comic, and he was still sitting in the chair. But suddenly he dropped his book and asked what I was reading. Then he got down on the floor and got close to me...VERY close! We were both on our stomachs and propping ourselves up on our elbows, but he was touching me with as much of his body as he could! Arms, shoulders, legs, feet...and a couple of times he would shift and his butt would rub gently against mine. This was too much! I couldn't breathe! My heart was beating so hard that I could look down and see my shirt moving with every pump! He looked down at the book, but every time he said anything he would look up at me with those gorgeous green eyes and would be very close to my face. He was so close that his soft breath fell on my lips with each word. His hair fell gently into his eyes and he seemed to move closer ever so slightly. Soon, as he talked, his thin pink lips were only six or seven inches from mine. I panicked!

"Do you want a coke?" I said, still trembling from being so close to this angel.

"A coke?"

"Yeah. I got coke upstairs in the fridge if you want one."

"I'm not thirsty." He said.

"Well, I am. I'll be right back!" I said, and basically ran out of the room. I didn't know what else to do. I got the coke and took a few precious sips of the cool liquid. It seemed to bounce off of the jitters in my stomach and my hands were literally shaking. But I knew that I had to go back sooner or later, so I bit the bullet and walked back downstairs.

Sam was on his side, his head propped up on one hand while his golden hair hung loosely off the side of his head. He looked at me seductively and didn't say a word as he waited patiently for me to return to the floor. As soon as I laid down, he rolled over and got even closer than he was before! He didn't say anything this time, but I could feel him looking at me from the side. I timidly glanced back and gave him a nervous grin. He returned the grin but looked like he was expecting something else to happen. I broke eye contact and went back to the book, but soon he wrapped one of his legs around mine! I looked at him again, and he leaned in to me. He seemed too scared to go all the way, but if he was waiting for me to make the first move, he was making it awfully clear! He rubbed the tip of his nose against mine tenderly, and I skyrocketed from my dingy basement all the way to cloud nine! I just let go. I let my instincts take over and I kissed him on the lips. It was a quick kiss, an experimental kiss. Hey what do you expect...it was my first. But it sent sparks off in my mind and nothing had ever felt this good! Then, Sam leaned in and gave me a REAL kiss! He leaned his head to the side and kissed me deeply! I felt every last breath in my body fly out of me! I felt weak. My heart burst with passion that it had never felt in it's fifteen years of life! The kiss lasted about five minutes before I turned on my side to connect more 'thoroughly'. My hands glided over his shoulders and up to his neck as he continued to breathe new life into me! His arms moved to my slim waist and he pulled me closer. That's when it happened...

"Matt? Take out the trash."

We broke the kiss immediately as my mom's voice intruded from the kitchen. I had forgotten that she was even in the house! Dammit! I hopped up and stuttered, "I'll...I've got to...I'll be right back! DON'T LEAVE! Don't...don't move a muscle...I'll be back in a second!" And with that, I ran up stairs top speed and took out the trash.

My mom thanked me as I passed her on the way back in, but I had more important things to worry about! I locked the door and ran back down stairs and saw Sam on the floor with his shirt off. His chest was a sight to behold! I quickly ripped my shirt off too and threw it in a corner and dived back down onto the floor. We didn't speak, we just picked up where we left off! But this time our kissing was much deeper. He slowly pushed his tongue into my mouth and I accepted it willingly. I could feel the slick smoothness of his retainer with my tongue and it made me even hotter. The feeling of our skin touching without our shirts on heightened our passion by the minute. Our kissing became more and more urgent, our touching became more and more frequent, and soon being on our sides wasn't good enough. He rolled over on top of me and began grinding into me steadily. I now had the chance to touch those precious ass cheeks of his. The soft globes were putty in my hands, even through his sweat pants. I rubbed and squeezed them lovingly as Sam moaned passionately into my mouth. I moved my hands under the band of his sweats and underwear to feel the baby soft skin underneath. As he continued to hump me rhythmically, I was able to feel his ass tense up, then release, then tense up again. It was more erotic than anything you could possibly imagine. My nervousness seemed to heighten my sensitivity beyond the realm of definition, and it was great.

"Matt...can you grab me the iron from the cabinet down there." My mom said, her voice becoming the most annoying thing in my life!

Both Sam and I sighed as he rolled off of me and I ran over to the cabinet and yanked the iron out angrily! I stomped up the stairs and slammed the iron down on the table. "HERE!"

My mom wasn't too pleased with my attitude, and she was quick to ask me what my problem was. I made up some story about me and Sam being in the middle of a video game and that we didn't want to be disturbed. She agreed and I ran back downstairs. Sam had taken his retainer out and put it on the table. He was undoing his pants now and I was quick to help him. I yanked his sweats down to his ankles and he stepped out of them. He stood before me, with nothing on but a pair of white socks and a smile! His cock was about five inches long and sticking out from his body, pulsating with every beat of his heart. The love gods were definitely with me today! His circumcised member tempted me with it's twitching head, but it was Sam's eyes that drew me to him. Again, we didn't speak. We only had body language to guide us now. He began undoing my pants while placing angel kisses on my face and shoulders. His kisses were so tender, so warm. He pulled my pants down to my ankles and soon we were in matching birthday suits. I think I had him by a good half inch or more in cock size, and I had a small patch of pubic hair at the base of it while Sam only had some blond peach fuzz. We embraced and became a single liquid unit. We never stopped moving, never stopped touching. Our naked bodies clung to each other sensually as we began another lip lock. He pushed me up against the wall and got down on his knees. I arched my back and closed my eyes. I felt his moist tongue lick its way up from my knee and trace a path up the inside of my thigh. It was a hot, wet sensation that turned icy cold as soon as his tongue moved from that spot, leaving a cool trail of saliva. Then he did the same to the other leg and I shuddered with pure delight. Then he took his tongue and started slowly, erotically, licking my balls. It tickled in a way that tightened my stomach muscles and made my knees weak. He was awesome!

"Matt! I'm going to the store. You want anything?" Dammit! Was she ever gonna leave us alone?!?! "NO MOM!" I shouted...but as politely as I could considering that my new found lover was licking my virgin nut sack!

I finally heard the door close and the car pull out of the driveway. That was it! I thrust my hands down into Sam's hair and tussled it between my fingers wildly. With no one to hear me, I moaned out loud...and I mean LOUD! Sam returned the moan and sped up. Then he moved up to my aching cock and inserted it all the way into his velvety mouth. He rubbed his hands up and down my thighs and reached between my legs to rub my ass. I was gasping for air at this point and still animalistically messing up Sam's perfect hair! I was close...really close. I began pumping into his face hard and he grabbed both of my hands and held them down at my sides. I came HARD while still pumping into his mouth! I shook, I shuddered, I spasmed, all the while Sam grasped my wrists tightly and kept my twitching cock in his mouth! I fell down to the floor with my never ending orgasm still going full force! He swallowed every drop and moaned right along with me as I came down from the ultimate high...an orgasm derived from pure, unadulterated love!

Sam wasn't getting off that easily though! I made a full fledged assault on his young cock and took it all into my mouth! All of it, and even *then* I tried to get more! His silky smooth peach fuzz brushed up against my upper lip and it only added to the pleasure. I attacked with such a passionate fury that Sam kicked and squirmed helplessly as his sensitive member was ravaged! He moaned even louder and I went faster! He kicked even harder and I went faster! He tried to put his hands on my head to keep himself from coming too quick, but I wanted his teen nectar and I wanted it now! I went even faster and felt his body tense up. He screamed loud enough to make his teen voice crack and my mouth was blessed with hot jets of his cum! Squirt after squirt hit the back of my throat as he raised his entire body off the floor, only his feet and shoulders still touching. He screamed again and I screamed with him! I never thought it could be so good! He finally stopped squirting and I laid beside him on the floor. He let out a loud sigh and I topped it by sighing even louder. Then he moaned and I moaned louder. Soon we were laughing uncontrollably and screaming at the top of our lungs, trying to outdo each other. Competition till the end. After calming down a bit, we laid back and stared at the walls while I explained to him what each drawing meant. Then we sat in silence and just cuddled. "Cuddled"...just like they do in the movies!

I couldn't believe that I had found someone to love, someone to love me. We had everything. Communication, common interests, similar tastes, *and* great sex! What more could I ask for? Well...I guess a car, a million dollars, and a vintage Spiderman #1 comic book! But for right now. all I had was Sam...and he was more than enough.