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Blake & Ben (A New Beginning) - Chapter 4 - My First and My Last

Date: 1/7/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Gay, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: StudioXPS, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

Needless to say, I didn't sleep worth a lick and was awake by 6:00 AM. I know he said I could come over whenever I wanted to, but I figure this early might seem a little too crazy. Plus, his parents' vehicles are still in the driveway. Reluctantly, I force myself to lay back down in bed. *** I shoot up immediately and reach for my phone. I take a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief when I realize only a couple of hours have passed. I stand up on my bed and pull the blinds open just in time to see one of the vehicles gone and the other one backing out. Only Blake's car remains in the driveway. I peer down into my own driveway to see that it, too, is vacant. I quickly hop out of bed and slip on a pair of black Nike shorts and a green Aeropostale t-shirt. I slip my bare feet into a pair of white Nike tennis shoes and exit my room. I nearly trip going down the stairs, in a hurry to get to Blake's. Once I'm outside, I jog up to his driveway. When I reach his front door, I find myself straightening my shirt. I look at my reflection in the glass on his front door and realize I forgot to do my hair. Shit. Hopefully he's a sucker for that 'just rolled out of bed' look. I slowly bring my hand up and knock on the door. I wait a few seconds and knock again. I'm about to turn around and grab the hidden key when I hear the door open. "He-..." I say, trying to greet him. But, the word gets trapped in my throat and I have to swallow it down. Blake is standing there, in nothing but his ... light blue and gray striped boxer-briefs, leaving nothing to the imagination. I can already feel myself growing in my pants. He rubs his right eye, looking as if he just woke up. His hair is going every which way, so, I guess that would confirm that. My eyes then return to his chest, then his stomach and then his v-lines leading down to his... "I feel like you're eyeball fucking the shit out of me," he says, covering up and smiling at me. "Staaaahp!" I have to swallow again. I shake my head, noticeably, to clear all the dirty thoughts that just ran through my head. "S-sorry," I stutter. "I can't help it. Look at you." "Look at me," he asks, looking down at my crotch. "Look at you! You know... you could poke someone's eye out with that thing." He winks at me and bites his lower lip. It takes me a minute, blinded by his perfection, to realize what he's talking about. I follow his gaze to the tent growing in my shorts. "Ah, shit," I say, trying to readjust. My attempts are futile. I love the comfort level of these shorts, but they are unforgiving. You pop a boner in these bad boys, they're going to let the whole world know about it. I look up, smiling. "So, can I come in," I ask. It's Blake, this time, who has to shake the thoughts from his head as his eyes shoot up from my crotch and back to my face. "I, uh-..." he steps back and clears his throat. "Yeah, come on in." I step through the threshold and into his house. It's nice and spacious. Smells faintly like blueberry muffins. ...