Same Time Tomorrow
by The Scholar
Part 28: Passion And Doubt
"... I was kissing another boy for the first time in my life. His hand remained on the bulge in my jeans as his lips pressed against mine feeling soft, gentle and passionate. They stayed there until I felt I could no longer breathe and as I opened my mouth to take in the air, I took in his tongue. Warm, wet, slippery, it pushed into my mouth and encircled my own. His lips were again pressed against mine as our tongues battled it out - his in my mouth, mine in his. I could feel his teeth with my tongue and I could feel his tongue on my teeth, then we were pushing closer to the backs of our throats. It was an amazing feeling and I would have died happy there and then and didn't want it to end, but end it did.
"Wow!" My turn again.
"Want a bigger 'wow'?"
"How much bigger?" I asked.
"He didn't say a word, but I felt the zipper on my jeans slowly coming down and his hand working its way inside the fabric. I felt him move his hand softly over my erection over the fabric of my boxer shorts, up and down; the palm of his hand rubbing along the material that separated his skin from mine. I could feel my already hard dick growing even larger and I heard myself moan. I had achieved an erection of six inches on my own before today, but I'm sure Tony managed to force an extra inch or so out of me."
"This is turning me on," said Allan, as Carl paused.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah!"
Carl laughed as he placed the book on the floor where he lay, telephone in hand talking long-distance to America and rolled over on to his back.
"Can you imagine that?"
"Imagine what?"
"Kissing someone that passionately."
"Sure. I mean, I have."
"For real?" Carl rolled back on to his stomach as Allan's one word answer came down the telephone line.
"Yeah."
"Is it as amazing as in the stories?"
"Better than in the stories."
"I can't even imagine what it would be like."
"Sure you can."
"Well, okay, maybe I can. But, I mean, doing it for real, I mean a real passionate kiss from someone you love, I mean, wow! I mean that must be the best feeling in the world."
"Well, not necessarily the best, but it is pretty amazing."
Carl sighed. "It's all just so, so, well, I dunno - sexy."
Allan laughed: "Funny you should say that."
"Why?"
"Because listening to your sexy voice reading the story has made me kinda big."
"You mean what I think you mean?"
"If you think I mean I got a hard-on, then yeah!"
Carl laughed: "Yeah, that's what I meant."
"You gonna read some more?"
"Not right now."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to be responsible for the mess you might make."
Allan's laughter almost deafened Carl and the boy smiled at hearing his friend sound so happy.
"Guess what," he said.
"I don't know," was Allan's response. "What?"
"I'm pretty hard myself."
"Then you should definitely read some more"
"Okay, but just a little, okay?"
"Okay."
Carl picked up the book and looked to see where he had got to and then began to read:
"His hand felt good and I felt good - this had never happened to me before, though I had fantasized about it many times. I felt a bit strange, too, as my breathing was getting to be a little shallow. I took a deep breath and tried to get my breathing back to normal. I felt my chest heave in the attempt, but no matter how hard I tried, my breathing remained shallow. I wanted him to stop, but then again, I didn't. I was confused. I didn't really know what I wanted."
I know that feeling," said Carl.
"What feeling?"
"Being confused and not really knowing what I want."
"Oh? I had hoped you'd still want me."
"I do, you know I do, but is still confusing and a bit scary, too."
"I know, but hey, we all go through that."
"I guess. Anyway, it's okay, because one day I'll have a cute guy on my arm."
"Is exactly what I'm hoping for," Allan's voice came down the line.
"What do you mean?" asked Carl, placing the book back onto the floor.
"I'm hoping to have a cute guy to hang around with, too."
"Who?"
"You, you dummy!"
"Oh!" Carl laughed. "But that won't be for a while yet, right?"
"I should have mentioned it earlier. My flight's next week."
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