Daniel & Thomas - 5. Chapter 5

Daniel Tests Thomas Resolve

The following week at school, at lunchtime I was wandering around,
daydreaming. Should anyone ever tell you that daydreaming is a perfectly
safe and harmless pass time! Don't believe them. Daydreaming very nearly
got me killed. In my dream Thomas and I were fooling around, exploring
each other's body. It was a sultry summer afternoon as we lay on the soft
grass beside Thomas parents swimming pool. In my dream things were about to
get interesting, when all of a sudden a hand clamped painfully onto my
shoulder, snapping me out of my daydream and back to reality.

"It's the school faggot guys. What a surprise hey?" Snarled Nick, the
school bully and the bane of my existence.

I would like to be able to write and tell you that. I snapped around as
fast as greased lightening, grabbing hold of Nick's arm as I threw him over
my head and watched him somersault onto the pavement. Then with my right
fist, I delivered a swift uppercut to Nick's number two henchmen, sending
him reeling over the wooden seat and crashing to the ground. Suddenly,
Nick's second offsider made a lunge for me. I swiftly and expertly lashed
out with a karate kick, striking him neatly in the kidneys. He crumpled to
the ground, where he lay moaning in agony. I stepped over the three maimed
and injured bullies and as I walked away I was satisfied that justice had
been served.

Like I said, I would like to write that, but it's not what actually
happened. Rather I stuttered uncontrollably as I pitifully pleaded with
Nick to spare my miserable life. "Please Nick, I didn't do anything, just,
just leave me alone." I begged.

"You didn't do nothing hey? You broke the law faggot, now you gotta pay,
don't he guys?" Nick said, watching his goons nod in agreement.

"What law? I didn't break any law I was only going over there to have
lunch." I said pointing to the seats along the edge of the oval.

"Oh it's a new law, in fact its so new I only just made it up," he said
laughing at his own witticism. " Faggots. And that means you!" Nick said,
as he poked me painfully in the chest with his finger, " are not allowed on
the oval, so you broke the law. Now you gonna pay."

As I started to protest, Nick suddenly punched me hard in the stomach,
knocking the wind out of me. I collapsed to my knees in agony, only to be
dragged back up to my feet by my hair. Tears welled in my eyes, partly
from the pain but mostly from fear of what was going to happen next.

"Awe the little sissy wants to have a cry," said Nick, "Stop crying, you
make me sick you spineless wimp." Nick yelled venomously at me, slapping me
hard across the face.

The vice president of Nick's group of thugs, who in different circumstances
and despite the fact that he is butt ugly and is thick as a plank, probably
isn't such a bad person. He seemed to be feeling sorry for me. "Come on
Nick, seeing as its only his first offence and he didn't know about the new
law, we should probably let him off lightly this time," He said looking a
bit concerned at how distressed I was.

Nick scowled at his friend, "Don't you ever fucking tell me what to do!
Hear me asshole?"

Nick let go of me, for a second I thought I would be safe. Then suddenly it
was too late to protect myself. I watched mesmerised as Nick's fist
torpedoed at frightening speed towards me. Before I knew what had happened
his fist connected with my temple, causing bright lights to explode behind
my eyes. The force sent me reeling backwards, I can't even remember falling
too the ground. As I lay there and started to feel the pain my vision
blurred. Once again I started to bawl my eyes out.

"I said stop crying you fucking wimp," yelled Nick as he viciously kicked
me in the ribs.

I felt something deep inside me snap followed by an excruciating pain in my
side. I hardly had time to contemplate the damage to my ribs, before he
once again kicked me, this time in the thigh. Before Nick could do anymore,
I vomited all over myself and onto the pavement, before I passed out from
the pain,

I don't know if Nick stopped the attack of his own accord, rather, I
suspect that his fellow gang members restrained him. My next conscious
memory was waking up in the nurse's office. I figured that things must have
gotten pretty serious as the school headmaster was standing there looking
down at me, concern on his face, the nurse was also there standing beside
me.

"Its ok Daniel, you're going to be fine, we have telephoned you're father
and also an ambulance is on its way." The nurse said attempting to reassure
me.

I couldn't talk, the pain in my side was almost unbearable. But when I
heard that an ambulance had been called to take me to hospital, tears
started to stream down my cheeks again. "Why do I always cry, I am such a
wimp." I felt miserable, I had a throbbing headache. My ribs ached that
badly it hurt just to breathe, my throat burned with that awful taste of
bile from having vomited and even more embarrassing, at some time, though I
couldn't remember when, I had wet my pants. Shamefully I turned my head
away from them and cried. Life is so unfair I thought to myself.

Suddenly Thomas appeared at the door. The head master tried to shoo him
away, but Thomas was not going to be put off that easily.

"Sir. Daniel is my best friend, he is like a member of my family, you have
to let me see him, you simply have too!" demanded Thomas.

For a little while the headmaster half-heartedly protested, but then he saw
the resolve on Thomas face and he capitulated. "Ok, you can stay with
Daniel until the ambulance arrives, but don't get him upset or excited. Do
you hear me?"

"Yes sir." Thomas agreed.

The nurse moved out of the way so that Thomas could stand next to my
bed. In a glance Thomas looked at the damage to my person. Noting the
bruise on my temple and the ugly purple blotch on my injured ribs, there
was blood in my hair, and Thomas could smell the vomit and urine.

Thomas reached over and gently grasped my hand and he lifted my chin so
that I was looking directly at him. As the tears were pouring down my
cheeks I said, "I'm sorry Thomas." I thought that somehow he was mad or at
the very least disappointed with me.

For a moment he looked confused, Thomas eyes then hardened. "You don't have
anything to be sorry for, don't worry Daniel this is never ever going to
happen again, you have my word on it. " Thomas promised me.

The real meaning of Thomas words suddenly dawned on me. Thomas knew without
having to be told that Nick had done this to me and he was going after
him. The thought of something happening to Thomas overwhelmed any thoughts
as to the ramifications of telling the headmaster who had done this to
me. I knew that Nick was going to do a lot more damage to me when he found
out that I had told on him. I felt as if I had no choice in the matter. If
I were to say nothing, then Thomas might get hurt and it would be my
fault. No matter what, I could not let Thomas go after Nick.

"Sir. I need to tell you what happened." I said looking desperately at the
headmaster. Talking resulted in a stabbing pain in my ribs, but I wanted to
tell him what had happened.

"Not now Daniel, you need to rest, the ambulance will be here shortly. We
can sort out what happened later when we know that you're safe and well."
The headmaster said trying his best to not get me excited.

"No, I need to tell you now. I won't be brave enough later and it will be
to late." I insisted breathlessly.

Thomas squeezed my hand, frowning to warn me against saying anything, which
only made me more determined to talk, as it confirmed Thomas intentions to
seek revenge on Nick.

"Nick did this to me sir. He and his gang have been picking on me since
almost the first day of school." I said before taking a rest to catch my
breath.

"Why would Nick do this to you? Daniel have you done something to provoke
him?" He said with a perplexed expression.

Suddenly Thomas jumped in. " Daniel hasn't done anything, his only crime is
that he is kind-of-small for his age and he doesn't like fighting. Nick is
a bully that gets off on picking on little guys." Thomas stated angrily.

"Is that true Daniel?" The headmaster asked.

"Yes sir. I am too scared to fight back, which only seems to make him
madder at me, he keeps calling me names all the time." I told him.

"What sort of names son?"

I looked away because I was too embarrassed to tell him. The headmaster
glanced across at Thomas, but he didn't say anything either, Thomas cheeks
reddened a little, but he kept silent.

"Daniel. I asked you what names does Nick call you? I can't help you if you
don't tell me the truth young man."

I looked up into his eyes and stared at him, suddenly I became angry, how
could he run this stupid school and let this sort of thing happen to me. "
He calls me names like, faggot, poofter sissy boy, butt fucker should I go
on?" I blurted out angrily.

The headmaster looked embarrassed and angry. For a brief moment I thought
he was mad at me but then he reached over and patted my shoulder. "Its ok
Daniel, you rest and take it easy, I have heard all I need to for now." He
said as he tried to calm me.

"Nurse, if the ambulance arrives before Daniel's father, then its ok for
Thomas to go in the ambulance with Daniel to the hospital, it will be
comforting to have his best friend with him." The headmaster said smiling
to Thomas as he turned to leave.

Thomas nodded his thanks, squeezing my hand affectionately. Just then I
heard the wail of a siren and the nurse rushed out of her office to direct
the paramedics. For a little while Thomas and I were left alone.

"Oh Daniel, why does this shit always have to happen to you? I don't care
what you say, when you get well you're coming to Karate classes with me. I
am going to teach you to defend yourself even if it kills you." Thomas said
angrily.

I tried to speak, but I suddenly felt nauseous so I closed my eyes instead.

"Daniel. Dan! Are you ok" Thomas looked alarmed as he spoke.

" I'm going to hurl, " I said. Then I puked all over myself.

Thomas grabbed a plastic bowl and held it to my mouth while I continued to
dry heave a few more times. Thomas picked up a face cloth and gently wiped
the puke of my face. I looked up at him and much to my surprise I saw a
tear roll down his cheek. Thomas looked so awfully sad that it started me
crying again.

"God we're a couple of babies," Thomas said as he sniffled and wiped the
tears of his cheeks with the back of his shirtsleeve. Just then the
paramedics rushed into the room.

All together I spent two nights in the hospital. The injuries weren't that
serious, apart from a broken rib, a badly bruised thigh and as a result of
the punch to my temple I had a mild concussion.

Whilst In hospital, laying there alone in the dark recuperating, I spent a
lot of time soul searching. I gave a lot of thought to my relationship with
Thomas, regardless of my analytical analyses, each time I thought of Thomas
I became aroused, unfortunately I couldn't do much about it. Reaching down
to touch myself was a new adventure in pain. I giggled at the thought of
asking Thomas to masturbate me on humanitarian grounds. I could try. " But
Thomas I will get blue balls and my testicles will drop off, you're the
only one that can save me!" But with my luck Thomas would find the ugliest
largest smelliest nurse in the hospital and explain my dilemma to her.

The most frightening and embarrassing thing about being in hospital, even
much worse then the beating that landed me here in the first place, was the
dreaded sponge bath. The Nurse could have been an ugly old fat lady the
mere site of her would have make anyone's privates shrink in terror, but
no, I wasn't that lucky. The nurses aid was 19 years old and for a girl,
very cute. Here I am a teenager and laying in bed all day thinking about
sex, I cant touch myself because it hurts my ribs too much. Suddenly this
cute girl with a bowl and a sponge walks in and tells me she is here for my
sponge bath.

I blushed so deeply that I turned an unnatural shade of red and then much
to my chagrin I promptly got an erection, all this before she even touched
me. I protested in earnest and said I didn't need a sponge bath, that I
could do it myself. She told me if I could touch my toes then she would let
me. Seeing as how I couldn't even touch my own penis without groaning in
pain, touching my toes was impossible. Mind you she didn't make matters any
easier for me when she told me that I was very cute and that all the nurses
were drawing straws to see who would get to wash me. I won, she said with a
sly expression.

"Oh stop complaining, this isn't going to hurt a bit" she said as she
started to remove my pajama shirt.

By this time my whole body had turned a dark shade of red. I was so
embarrassed. My cock, which I might add, has a mind of its own seemed to be
throbbing in anticipation, why wouldn't the stupid thing go down, " I'm
gay, I'm gay." I replayed the mantra over and over in my mind. My cock had
an agenda all of its own, "well that's your problem, I am horny, I am
horny." Was its reply to my mantra.

Then the fateful moment arrived. The nurse pulled my pyjama bottoms
down. The elastic waistband caught on my painfully erect penis, dragging it
downwards, then suddenly with an audible smack it sprang back, slapping
against my tummy. I nearly died right there and then from the
embarrassment. The nurse blushed a little but being an ardent professional
never uttered a sound. She just proceeded to wash me. After that I don't
know what expression she had on her face because I had my eyes clamped
firmly shut. She washed my face, my neck, under my arms, all of which
didn't bother me and kind of felt good, but then she moved onto my stomach
and inched closer and closer to my erection.

She lifted my penis gently out of the way so she could wash around my
groin. I could hear that little voice in my penis going, yes, yes, yes,
meanwhile in my brain I am reciting my anti erection chant. " Ten ugly fat
women standing in a row, should one ugly fat women accidentally explode
then there would be nine ugly fat women standing in a row." But it wasn't
working my penis was winning out, it was as hard as a rock.

After finishing washing my legs the nurse rolled me over onto my
back. Relief at last as I thought to myself, what could possibly be horny
about this position, besides, now my penis was safely hidden from site, but
then she started to wash my butt and it started all over again. I heard the
nurse giggle.

" What's so funny" I demanded.

"Well! Even you're bum cheeks are blushing," she said trying to suppress
her laughter.

"Oh god, please let me have a fatal brain seizure and put me out of my
misery." I thought to myself.

Finally she finished washing me and put my pyjama bottoms back on. But she
didn't put my top back on me as she needed to re strap my ribs.

"I have to go and get clean bandages to strap you're ribs, SHOULD TAKE ME
ABOUT HALF AN HOUR," The nurse said emphasising the time it would take, and
winking at me.

I was confused, I couldn't grasp what she was hinting at.

"I'll leave the wash cloth and water here" she said as she glanced at my
groin and then looked back at me and winked.

Suddenly I understood her intonation. I blushed and looked quickly away.

As soon as she left I experimentally reached down touching my penis; much
to my surprise with the bandages removed from my ribs there was hardly any
pain. I looked at my watch, 30 minutes. I grabbed hold of my penis, and
started stroking it madly.

For the first time in nearly a year I was fantasising about having sex with
a girl, Karen my nurse, to be precise. Within a few strokes I spewed cum
all over my lower body and even so far up as my chest, it was the most
awesome feeling of release I have ever experienced. Partly I think because
of the stress and tension of the last couple of days, contributing to the
build up of pressure within me. Two more times in that half hour I
masturbated and two more times I came all over myself.

By the time Karen returned with the bandages I was exhausted with my penis
now decidedly limp. Karen looked me over and smiled wickedly. "Seems like
you had a little accident, not to worry we can fix that." For the second
time she pulled my pajama bottoms down and washed me. This time however my
penis's had its own mantra, which was, "don't touch me bitch."

Later as Thomas visited me in hospital and I told him what happened, he was
giggling hysterically, he laughed so hard that he got stomach cramps. And
to think I was trying to have a serious conversation with him. Thomas told
me that he thought that Karen was way cute and that he would be thinking
about her himself tonight, winking at me mischievously.

"Maybe I was wrong about you? " Thomas said.

"What do you mean, wrong about me?" I asked, confused by his comment.

"Well if you wanked while thinking about the cute nurse, maybe you aren't
gay after all." Thomas stated.

"A good theory Einstein, but the other two times I was thinking about
having sex with you." I retaliated.

Thomas blushed a little, "well I guess you're a normal teenager after all,
I mean like teenagers can get off thinking about almost anything, I used to
get off looking at pictures of droopy breasted native women, in my dads
National Geographic magazines, how desperate is that." Thomas said
chuckling.

"Man you're such a sick-o." I told Thomas mocking him with a disgusted
expression on my face.

"Did you get to see her tits?" Thomas asked hopefully.

"Yeah she stripped completely naked, you know, so she wouldn't get her
uniform all wet." I told him. I was surprised to see that Thomas had a
half-believing look on his face.

"THOMAS, you're such a dope." I said affectionately.

When he realised that I was only joking, Thomas smiled shyly, but he none
the less looked embarrassed. He gave me a playful punch on the arm, before
reaching over to grab the TV remote control to tune into the Saturday
cartoons.

The school suspended Nick for three weeks, and they suggested to my dad
that he have him charged with assault. The school insurance policy had to
pay for my hospital and ambulance bills so from our perspective it was a
matter of principal not money. I discovered that dad had gone to meet Nicks
parents. When dad arrived at their home Nick's dad made him come out and
apologise however my dad could hardly recognise him. Nick had been beaten
nearly as badly as I had. At first dad thought that Thomas may have taken
revenge on him, but when dad looked closely at a very embarrassed Nick he
realised the injuries were not from a schoolyard fight.

Dad's fears were confirmed as he spoke with Nick's father. It was apparent
that Nick's dad was an abusive alcoholic. Which I believe, largely accounts
for Nick's behaviour at school. As dad explained this to me, he said that
we could press charges against Nick, but that it was totally up to me. I
don't like anyone to suffer at all, not in any way, not even Nick. Deep
down inside I felt responsible for Nick being suspended and for being
beaten by his father. I told my dad that I felt that Nick was as much a
victim as me and that getting the police involved would not help Nick at
all. In fact I felt it would make things immeasurably worse for Nick. Dad
finally agreed that, this time, it was up to me to decide whether or not to
have Nick charged, next time the police would be called. I agreed with dad,
" that's fair enough" I told him.

Thomas told me later that Nick's gang had been disbanded. His group having
decided that Nick's brutal and uncalled attack on me, was just way too left
field for them.

All up I spent two and a half weeks away from school, but I can assure you,
it wasn't fun. Trying to sleep with my ribs strapped was almost impossible;
standing up was nearly as bad. The most terrifying occurrence in the world
when you have a broken rib is sneezing. Even as I write this now it still
sends shivers up my spine. After a sneeze for nearly a whole hour your body
aches. I also found walking with a badly bruised thigh is nearly
impossible. I was in a hazy dilemma of pain, lay down and hurt or stand up
and hurt. It was ten days before I was feeling well enough to be able to do
either without groaning in pain whenever I moved.

Ever-since the sponge bath when I was in the hospital, I was again starting
to question my sexuality. After all I can't deny that I did have the most
powerful orgasm I have ever had in my entire life while I was thinking
about a girl. But as it turned out it was another three weeks before Thomas
and I got to spend the weekend together and I was able to get a little
closer to getting an answer to the nagging question about my sexuality.

Much to my embarrassment Thomas had told Sara about the sponge bath
resulting in Sara teasing me endlessly. After supper when I said I was
going upstairs to have a shower Sara leapt up from her chair, returning
seconds later with a bowl and a sponge, "need some help cutie boy?" she
said laughing. Thinking about it later I realised that Thomas had probably
told everyone about Karen, my nurse, because it was in his best interest
for everyone to believe that I was straight and not homosexual. That way no
one would get suspicious about Thomas and I fooling around.

Later that same night, we were relaxing in Thomas bedroom.

"Thomas, I want to ask you something?"

"Sure ask away," Thomas answered over his shoulder, while he continued to
play Pod racer on his computer.

"Well, ever-since I was in hospital, I've been wondering about if I am
really gay or not, I know this might sound really weird, but I was
wondering if you would help me to find out." I asked.

Thomas was so substantially distracted by the question that his Pod Racer
crashed into a cliff and exploded, the PC beeping at Thomas, his computer
other self was dead.

"Sorry I said" guiltily

"Shit, now I got to start all over again," he complained.

Thomas stopped playing the computer game and he turned around to face
me. "What do you mean, help you?"

"Help me to prove once and for all that I am not gay" I said.

"How do I do that?" Asked Thomas.

"Uh, I don't know, I guess by letting me fool around with you and see if I
like it or not." I suggested, blushing.

Thomas looked incredulous, "you mean you want to do more then just kiss
me?"

"NO, I mean yeah, well kind of" I stuttered uncertainly.

" I mean maybe we could kiss, that would be a good way to start I reckon?"
I said confidently.

Thomas looked thoughtful. I could tell by the expression on his face that
he was excited by the prospect of helping me. When I looked down at his
crotch I could see he was sporting an erection. Which was ok, because I was
too and that was from just merely talking about fooling around.

"Well you know me Daniel, I can like get off on just about anything, maybe
if I try really hard and imagine that you're a girl then I could get off,"
he said defensively.

"What do you want me to do? " Thomas asked.

"Well I don't know, do I look like an expert?" I said getting a little
cross. "Look you stand next to the bed and I will take your clothes off. We
could begin like that?" I suggested.

Thomas nodded in agreement and got up from his desk. He walked over to
stand next to his bed but stopped suddenly and went over to his bedroom
door and locked it. "We don't want anyone to barge in on us do we?" Thomas
grinned nervously, as he walked back over and stood in front of me, he had
his hands by his sides.

I didn't know exactly how to start, so I did the only thing I knew I could
do that was guarantee to make Thomas happy. I stood on my tiptoes now we
were eye to eye. I moved my arms seductively behind Thomas head pulling him
towards me and kissing him. Passionately I pushed my tongue into his moist
mouth. For the longest while we just stood there French kissing. Sexily I
ground my groin hard against him. I could feel Thomas raging erection
pushing into me as we continued to kiss passionately. Thomas wound his arms
around my waist and pulled me harder against him. My breathing became
raspy. His eyes closed as I felt his hands reach behind me as he squeezed
my butt.

With a wet slurping sound I removed my mouth from his. I grabbed Thomas
hair and pulled his head back so that his entire throat was exposed to me,
which I eagerly attacked with my tongue. I sucked and kissed all over his
neck until finally I reached the v of his tee shirt. I took hold of the
bottom of his shirt and lifted it up; Thomas raised his arms to help me, so
that I was able to completely remove his shirt. All the while Thomas had
his eyes closed.

I kissed my way down his throat and seductively planted kisses on his upper
chest, leaving a moist trail of saliva on his silky smooth skin. Eventually
working my way down to his nipples. To my amazement when I sucked on his
nipples they became erect, just like I would imagine a girls would, Thomas
moaned loudly as with my tongue I chewed and sucked on his left nipple,
teasing it relentlessly. Every little while I would pull away from his
nipple and blow on it with cool breaths. When he couldn't withstand the
torture any longer I moved onto the other one. Thomas hands came up and
rubbed the back of my head.

"Ooh my god, Daniel that feels so fantastic, don't stop, please don't stop"
Thomas pleaded.

I had no intention of stopping but I was afraid that Thomas was going to
cum, to make sure he wouldn't, I reluctantly moved my mouth away from his
nipple, causing Thomas to sigh disappointingly. Slowly I licked and teased
my way down to his belly button, which I tickled furiously with my tongue,
particularly around the cute little bud. Thomas tummy convulsed as he tried
to restrain his laughter, I discovered that he was ticklish so I
mischievously continued to push my tongue into his belly button, finally he
pushed my head away.

"Stop, stop its too ticklish" Thomas protested.

As it seemed like the right time to move on. I ran my hands down his sides
as I dropped to my knees gently stroking Thomas legs. I sat on my haunches
and placed Thomas foot in my lap, I could feel his shoe putting pressure on
my erection, as I proceeded to undo the shoelaces of his Colorado
sneakers. I removed his shoe and then finally his sock, which I held out
with my thumb and forefinger as I screwed up my face.

"Phew that stinks," I complained, throwing the sock into the furthermost
corner of his bedroom.

I changed legs and repeated the process on Thomas other foot. His feet were
now bare. Thomas wriggled his toes against my erection. Gently I licked the
little hairs on his knee with my tongue, it tickled my mouth, and it felt
so erotic. Gently I caressed his leg, higher and higher my hand went until
I reached the hemline of his shorts. Thomas moaned in anticipation as I
continued to plant little kisses, all the way up his leg. Slowly I let my
hand snake its way into his shorts. I kneaded and stroked the skin of his
upper leg until I reached the cuff of his boxers. My finger teased around
the edges for a while until Thomas couldn't stand it any longer. So I
pushed my hand up into his boxers all the way to his thighs and caressed
him, deliberately brushing my fingers against his testicles. Thomas moaned
even louder.

I feared that Thomas Penis would explode out of his boxers and shorts, so I
withdrew my hand from inside his pants and groped for the catch on his
shorts. However I soon discovered that taking your own pants off is a lot
easier then taking someone else's off. No matter how hard I tried I could
not get the clasp to undo, they were Daniel proof.

"Oh stop playing with it and undo it for Christ's sake" Thomas said
impatiently.

"Well its stuck it won't undo" I said in frustration.

"Damn, Daniel you're hopeless here let me do it" Thomas said as he reached
down and with a quick flick of his wrist the clasp was undone. "Do you
think you can take it from here?" Thomas asked sarcastically.

" Yeah, I think so." I replied. Feeling like a complete idiot.

Without any further obstructions I undid his zipper, then I pulled his
shorts down and off his legs, discarding them with the rest of his
clothes. Next I put my hand on the waistband of his boxers. Finally the
moment I had fantasised about for so long came. Slowly I pulled his boxers
down but just like what happened to me at the hospital Thomas cock, which
is much larger then mine, I have to admit. Caught on the waistband of his
boxers, when finally they were around his knees his penis suddenly flicked
up and slapped me on the nose.

"MAN, that thing is dangerous, it could take an eye out" I said
giggling. Looking at his erect penis. "Thomas it's humungous" I said awed.

In reality it probably isn't that big but at age 13 it sure seemed that way
to me, especially compared to mine. It was the first time I had seen it up
close and it seemed bigger then what I had remembered.

"Daniel stop admiring it and do something with it, I am so horny I need to
cum, " Thomas pleaded.

"OK, well, lay down on the bed." I instructed.

For a moment Thomas looked disappointed, as if he were expecting something
else to happen, but then shrugged his shoulders and complied. By now my own
penis was ready to explode, but I didn't want to freak Thomas out by
stripping naked. Instead I absent-mindedly rubbed myself through my
shorts. Much to my embarrassment Thomas was watching me.

"Slut." Thomas giggled.

I blushed and said, "I am not." Without waiting any longer I got onto his
bed and lay down flat on top of Thomas. I kissed him passionately while his
naked erection pushed against my leg I moved my body around until his hot
penis slid up under the hem of my baggy cargo-shorts felling it rubbing
against my thighs as we gyrated together. We moaned simultaneously.

"Dan, I so need to get off" Thomas said as he pulled my head away from him
whispering into my ear.

I acquiesced and gently disentangled his penis from my shorts as I slid
down his naked body until my lips were once again at his nipples. I let my
hand glide down his smooth stomach until I reached his penis. Ever so
slowly I wrapped my fingers around him. It was the most amazing feeling it
was both rock-hard and silky-soft at the same time. Gently I worked my way
up his shaft until my thumb rested on the bulbous head. All the while I
stared at his beautiful penis while I teased his fully erect nipples with
my tongue. I rubbed Thomas pre-cum around the top of his penis. I could
feel that Thomas was on the verge of coming.

My own penis was ready to explode and I hadn't even taken it from my
pants. For a terrible moment I realised that it was going to be all over as
soon as Thomas shot his load, I wanted to prolong the moment, so I let go
of Thomas cock and sat up looking at him.

"Thomas, perhaps we had better stop." I said wistfully.

Thomas eyes snapped open. "Are you fucking crazy, ooh god Daniel don't you
dare stop" Thomas demanded angrily.

"But Thomas I think we should talk about it, how it feels, don't you think"
I said, continuing to stall him.

"The only thing we are going to talk about is you getting your skinny
little hand back on my knob and getting me off" Thomas declared.

I was about to say something else when suddenly Thomas pushed his leg
between my thighs and started to rub my cock with his knee. At the same
time he pulled me back down into a kiss. Thomas grabbed my hand and placed
it firmly back on his erection. I resignedly closed my fist around it, once
again marveling at the feel of his prick. Slowly I started to jerk my fist
up and down on his hot rod.

Suddenly Thomas entire body went rigid and he let out a cry as his penis
exploded. With my hand I actually felt the fluid surge up through his penis
as he shot his load. The first stream hit me square in the face as it
splashed against my cheek and dripped down into my hair. The second and
third streams landed on Thomas chest and tummy, mesmerised I jerked faster
and faster. I was completely astounded by the sheer quantity and the
intensity of Thomas orgasm. Rope after endless rope of cum splashed onto
his naked body. Finally Thomas grabbed hold of my pumping fist as he spoke
breathlessly.

"Stop Dan, Stop. Man that was unbelievable, " Thomas said exhausted.

The only problem for me was that now I was so horny that I actually started
to hump Thomas leg, but Thomas pulled it out from between my thighs.

"Dan you got my cum all over you're face and in your hair"

"I don't care, " I muttered as I reached over and kissed Thomas
passionately on the lips.

"Thomas I love you" I said.

Thomas grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back, he patted me on the
back "yeah I know you do Dan but hey lets get cleaned up, in case mum comes
looking for us."

Feeling terribly disappointed I sat up and looked at Thomas. "What about
me?" I stammered, as l looked down at my tented shorts.

Thomas looked down following my eyes, "ooh that," he giggled, "well we can
fix that after I get cleaned up and we say good night to mum and dad.

"REALLY?" I asked gleefully?

"Dan you're such a slut," Thomas laughed, "yeah really." He said as he
kissed me again, then Thomas bounced off the bed and headed for the
bathroom.

Continued in, I maybe, even might be gay.