Chapter 2: Examined At Home

For what must have been the thirtieth time in the last thirty minutes, Matt glanced at his watch. Any time now the final bell of the school-day would be sounding and he would be able to go home. At least there he would be safe, he wouldn't have to keep looking over his shoulder all the time checking to see that Gary wasn't around. He'd already had a couple of narrow of escapes; at lunch time he'd seen Gary from a distance, chatting to his friends and laughing, Matt preferred not to think about what, and then later whilst changing classrooms, he'd seen the older boy coming towards him, but had quickly dodged into a side corridor out of the way.

Up until yesterday things had been different. Matt had had a huge crush on Gary and would go out of his way just to catch a glimpse of the blond eighteen year old. But yesterday afternoon had changed all of that. Yesterday, Matt had been examined by the school doctor, and by a cruel twist of fate, Gary had also been present, assisting the doctor with some minor, routine tasks. Being naked and intimately examined in front of his idol had been bad enough, but Matt had been unable to prevent himself getting an erection during the examination and worst of all, he had disgraced himself completely when having the doctor's finger probing his anus had caused him to shoot off. Since then, Matt had been unable to even think of the older boy without wanting to die from shame.

At last, the sound Matt had been waiting for; the bell marking the end of lessons. As the teacher packed away his notes, everyone moved towards the door, eager to be away and onto other things. As he reached the door, Matt held back, cautiously glancing out into the now crowded hallway to ensure the coast was clear. Good, no sign of Gary. The fourteen year old stepped out into the river of teenagers flowing towards the main school doors.

"Hey, Matt. Hang on a sec."

Matt froze in his tracks, a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He glanced quickly back over his shoulder to see the sight he had dreaded; Gary was hurrying towards him.

Determined to make his escape, Matt tried to push forwards through the other students but because it was so crowded he was unable to make much progress. He didn't look back again, pretending he hadn't heard Gary's call. He'd almost made it as far as the front doors when a hand closed on his arm, just above the elbow, pulling him around.

"Just hang on a minute will you?" Gary said, obviously a little irritated that he'd had to chase Matt down a busy corridor.

"Just leave me alone!" Matt tried to shake off Gary's hand, but the older boy held on.

"Sure, if that's what you really want. But it would be nice if you would tell me what I've done wrong. I only wanted to ask you if you were ok. You seemed a bit upset at the end there, yesterday and you'd gone by the time I got out."

"I'm fine," Matt lied. "Why shouldn't I be?"

"So why have you been avoiding me?"

"I haven't."

Gary dragged the younger boy over to the side of the hallway where they wouldn't attract quite so much attention "Yes you have. At least twice today I've seen you hurry away or turn around and go back in the direction you were coming as soon as I appeared." Gary's irritation was growing. With an obvious effort he took a deep breath and continued in a calmer tone. "Look, you've no need to be embarrassed about what happened yesterday."

"Oh yeah? That's easy for you to say." Gary may have calmed himself down, but Matt was just getting warmed up. "I bet you had a real good laugh after I'd gone. Told all your friends about it did you? Told them about the kid who shot off when he got a finger pushed up his arse?" Matt's voice had become louder and other students had caught that last word and were looking towards the two boys, curiously.

The eighteen year old looked both hurt and annoyed by Matt's outburst. "Just shut up and listen to me you little idiot," he hissed. "I didn't laugh at you and I haven't mentioned what happened to anyone. Firstly, I had to sign some papers to say I wouldn't discuss anything I saw or heard with anyone else. Secondly, I know exactly how you feel about that little accident you had at the end because a similar thing happened to me at my last doctor's examination a couple of years ago. And thirdly and most importantly, I like you and I wouldn't do anythng that would hurt you. So get it into that thick, stubborn head of yours that I'm only here talking to you now because I was worried about you. Though from the way you're acting, I really don't know why I bothered!"

Matt hung his head, his face burning at the rebuke. "Ok, I'm sorry," he muttered.

Gary sighed. "Look, I think it would be really good for you to have a friend to talk to. I'd like to help, but right now I've got to go." He pulled a small notebook from is pocket, tore of a scrap of paper and scribbled something on it before holding it out to Matt. "Here's my mobile number. I'll be home anytime after six. If you want to talk, give me a call. If I don't hear from you tonight I won't bother you again, I promise. In fact, if it makes things easier for you we can just ignore each other from now on."

Without looking up, Matt took the paper and scrunched it up in his hand. Wordlessly, Gary turned away and walked off down the corridor.

All the way home, Gary's words replayed in Matt's head. The phrases "I like you" and "I was worried about you" repeated themselves over and over. The fourteen year old didn't know what to do; here was the perfect chance for him to get to know the boy he had worshipped from afar, but he was scared. He wanted to be friends with Gary, in fact he wanted to be much more than friends. But what if Gary was only interested in friendship and discovered that Matt wanted more than that? Matt didn't think he could handle the rejection if Gary decided he didn't wanted anything else to do with him. Then another thought struck Matt; Gary appeared awfully concerned over his well-being, seeing as they had never even spoken until yesterday. What if Gary himself wanted more than just friendship? Strangely, this last thought frightened Matt even more than any thoughts of rejection. So many "what ifs", he really didn't know what he was going to do.

Matt was so quiet and absorbed during the family's evening meal that his mother became convinced that he was coming down with something and as soon as the meal was over she sent him up to his room, ordering him to rest and maybe have an early night.

Up in his room, alone, Matt had more time than ever to think. He pulled the screwed up piece of paper out of his pocket and smoothed it out on the bed, staring at the row of hand-written digits as if they would be able to answer all of his questions. Time was getting on and he kept hearing Gary say "if I don't hear from you tonight I won't bother you again." Maybe that would be for the best, Matt decided, just let things slip back to the way they were before. That would certainly be the easiest option. He once more screwed up the paper and throwing it in the general direction of the small rubbish basket by the side of his desk, he picked up a book and settled down on his bed to read.

Half a page later and not remembering a single word he had read, Matt tossed the book aside. Not giving himself time to think, he jumped up from the bed, scooped up the paper and headed downstairs to the phone which was in the hallway by the front door. Quickly he smoothed out the paper and dialled the number. His heart thudded in his chest as he listened to the ringing on the other end of the line, half hoping that there would be no answer.

"Hello?" A girl's voice!

Matt slammed the phone down in a panic. What would a girl be doing answering Gary's mobile? The answer to this question was obvious; Gary had a girlfriend. Matt cursed himself for a fool. The blond haired, blue eyed, eighteen year old prefect was the best looking boy in the school, of course he had a girlfriend.

As the young teen stood staring at the telephone wondering what to do next, it started to ring.

With a start Matt realised that when he'd dialled the mobile, his own number would have come up on the other phone. This was probably Gary ringing back. He listened to it ring, not daring to answer it.

A few rings later, Matt's mother appeared from the kitchen looking harassed, her hands covered in flour. When she saw the boy standing by the phone she stopped in her tracks.

"Matthew, what on earth is the matter with you tonight? Don't just stand there like an idiot letting that thing ring, answer it!" She turned and went back into the kitchen.

Hesitantly, Matt put out his hand and lifted the handset to his ear. "Hello?"

"Hi, this is Gary Atkins. Someone from that number just tried to call me but I think you were cut off."

Matt had to force himself to speak. "Yeah. Er... Hi, Gary. It's me, Matt. You said to call."

"Matt? Are you ok? What's the matter? I didn't recognise your voice, you sound scared half to death."

"No, I'm fine, really." Matt tried to take a grip on himself.

"I wondered if it was you," said Gary. "That's why I called back. I'm really glad you decided to ring."

"I didn't know you had a girlfriend." In his nervousness, Matt just spewed out the thing that was uppermost on his mind.

"Girlfriend? I don't have a... Oh, you mean Zoe? The girl who answered the phone? She's just my dorky sister! Ow!" Gary's shout of pain proved that his "dorky sister" was still close by. "Look, Matt, you want to meet up or something? Where do you live?"

"Landsmeer Road," Matt replied, automatically. His mind was still digesting the information that Gary didn't have a girlfriend after all.

"Hey, that's not far away from me. I'm at Jamieson Gardens, number 2. You can come round if you like."

"What, now?"

"Yeah, unless you've got something else planned."

"Well, no, I guess not."

"That's great, come on round then. We can get to know each other a bit better. We don't have to talk about yesterday if you don't want to, it's up to you."

"Ok, give me about twenty minutes. I need to get changed." Part of Matt's mind kept telling him he was dreaming. He couldn't believe he was actually agreeing to go round to Gary's house.

"No problem, but don't go getting dressed up or anything, we're just going to sit around and talk or whatever."

Matt said goodbye to Gary and put the phone down, wishing he'd said he needed more time to get ready. It would only take him around five minutes to walk the short distance to Gary's house, but how was he going to get changed and make his hair look decent in just fifteen minutes?

In fact it took Matt longer than the fifteen minutes he had allowed himself to get ready. In total it took him a little under half an hour to get the quickest shower he'd taken in his life, find and dress in what he thought would be suitable clothes then stand in front of the mirror with gel and a comb adjusting his all important hair. Finally he was satisfied.

Another few minutes went by as he argued with his mother. After his strange behaviour earlier, she worried that he might have picked up some sort of bug and didn't think it would be good for him to spend the evening "wandering the streets". It took a lot of fast talking, but eventually he managed to convince her that he was just going over to a friend's house so they could do some studying together. Reluctantly, she agreed that he could go, after he had promised that he wouldn't be late back.

Less than five minutes later he was standing at the door of No.2 Jamieson Gardens trying to find the courage to ring the doorbell. Nervously he put out his hand to push the button. However, before he could do so the door opened.

In the doorway stood a girl, perhaps a couple of years older than himself. Matt thought he recognised her from school, but he wasn't sure. He supposed she was quite pretty, for a girl anyway, and she was certainly dressed to kill, wearing a halter top that left her entire stomach exposed and a skirt that hardly came any lower than her hips. She was obviously on her way out and was surprised to find someone on the front step.

"Hey, wouldya look at this?" she said, looking Matt up and down. "You look good enough to eat, and I'm feelin' hungry! What's a young stud like you doing on my doorstep?"

Matt took an involuntary step backwards. "I've come to see Gary," he said, trying to sound confident and failing miserably.

The girl gave him a considering look before replying. "You sure you wouldn't rather I take you out and show you a good time?" Then she grinned and shook her head. "I guess not. I'll say one thing for my brother, he's got good taste." She stood to one side in the doorway, holding the door open. "Go on through, Matt, isn't it? Gary's in his room. Top of the stairs and first door on your left. Better knock before you go in though, just in case he's playin' with his dick."

"Er... thanks," Matt replied, not able to stop himself from blushing as he squeezed past the girl.

"You've got the cutest face I've seen in a long time," she laughed. "Pity I can't hang around. Enjoy yourselves." Still laughing, she went out, closing the door behind her.

Matt climbed the stairs and turned left. There was the door, this must be Gary's room. He knocked softly, not giving himself time to think, frightened that if allowed himself to hesitate, he'd turn straight back around and go home.

The door opened almost immediately and Gary's face split in a smile as he saw who had been knocking.

"Matt, come on in. You found the address ok? Did Zoe let you in?"

"Yeah, I found it no problem," Matt replied. "I used to deliver newspapers around this way so I know all the streets." He quickly look Gary up and down. The eighteen year old had changed out of his school clothes and into a pair of tight denim jeans and a cotton button-up shirt. Matt thought he look sexy as hell. "The girl downstairs was your sister?" he asked.

"Yeah, that's Zoe."

"She wanted to take me out and show me a good time," Matt smiled, shyly.

"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Gary grinned. "You could have gone with her but I'm not sure you would have the stamina to keep up, I know I wouldn't. You want me to take your jacket?"

Matt unzipped his jacket and pulled it off, handing it to the older boy and Gary hung it on a hook on the bedroom door.

"You look good," said Gary, casually. He indicated that Matt should sit on the bed and seated himself in a swivel chair.

"Thanks," Matt replied, keeping his eyes down because he was afraid that if he looked at the eighteen year old he would end up blushing. There was an uncomfortable silence for a few moments as if neither boy knew what to say.

"So, you feeling better than when I saw you earlier?" Gary asked.

"I suppose so," said Matt, unconvincingly.

Gary gave the younger boy a smile. "Like I said, I know how you feel. I did exactly the same thing a couple of years ago. The doctor took forever examining my dick and balls, which was more than little bit embarrassing, especially as there was this woman nurse there watching and I was completely hard the whole time. Then he pushed his finger up me and it was like a volcano erupting. There was cum all over the place. We're talking serious humiliation here! I just wanted to die."

"Yeah, that's how I felt." Matt gave a shy smile.

"I'll let you into a secret though," said Gary. "I went home that night, jerked off and shot the biggest load ever, even though I'd shot off in the examination just a few hours earlier. It was two years ago now and it still gets me hard when I think about."

Matt's face turned red and he looked away, guiltily.

"I thought so," Gary laughed, reaching across to playfully slap the younger boy on the leg. "You did exactly the same thing last night, didn't you?"

Embarrassed, Matt nodded.

"Don't feel guilty about it," said Gary. "I used your examination as my own jerk off fantasy last night as well." His handsome face turned more serious as he said the last part.

"You did?" This was not something Matt had expected to hear.

"Yeah. Promise me you won't freak out or anything?" There was now no sign of laughter in Gary's expression. He looked deadly serious and more than a little nervous.

"I'll try not to," said Matt. He was feeling nervous himself as he wondered what Gary was going to say.

Gary took a deep breath. "Watching the doctor examining all those guys yesterday got me horny as hell. Then at the end of the day, you came in. Watching him examine you was almost torture. You've no idea how hard I was wishing that that doctor was me."

"Oh." Matt was lost for words.

Gary got up from the chair and turned away. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you that," he said. "I guess now you think I'm some sort of perv."

Once more there was a long silence, that seemed to stretch on and on. This time it was Matt who spoke first, his voice soft and frightened. "I was wishing the same thing."

Gary turned around to face the younger boy. Matt looked up at him with big, round eyes.

"I was wishing that it was you in the place of the doctor," said the fourteen year old.

It took a moment for Matt's words to register, then Gary's face split in the widest grin ever. "You're kidding? You really were really wishing it was me giving you the examination?" He retook his seat in the swivel chair and pulled it up close in front of Matt until they were sitting with their knees almost touching. "I like you Matt. I like you a lot," he said, leaning forwards, his voice gentle. "I think... well, what I'm trying to say is... oh, damn it!" He reached out his hands and placing one each side of Matt's head he gently but firmly pulled the boy's face towards his own.

To Matt this was like a dream. He'd been scared to death when he revealed his fantasy to the older boy, even after he had already heard Gary's confession. He didn't resist as his head was guided forwards, he just went along with the flow, not really thinking about what was happening.

Then, suddenly, their lips met. Matt returned to the real world with a jolt that left his brain reeling and his heart thumping in his chest. He was actually kissing Gary! He'd never even kissed a girl before; well, not properly anyway, now here he was kissing another boy. He felt a moment of panic; things were moving too fast, out of his control. Then it dawned on him that this was what he had been dreaming about for such a long time. He relaxed completely and gave himself up to the strange new sensations and emotions that were flowing through him.

Gary's lips parted slightly and Matt felt the tip of Gary's tongue press lightly against his own mouth. He opened up and let the older boy inside. Gary tasted so sweet, his tongue was so soft. Matt felt himself growing dizzy and noticed a slight pain in his chest. He tried to ignore it but it was getting steadily worse. He almost laughed when he realised the reason for the pain; he hadn't been breathing. With an effort, he pulled away from the eighteen year old, breaking the kiss, and drew a deep, shuddering breath.

"You ok?" Gary asked, a gentle smile on his lips.

"Yeah," Matt nodded. "I guess I forgot to breathe."

Gary gave an affectionate laugh and gently stroked the side of the younger boy's face. "Will you be my boyfriend, Matt?"

"What?" Even after the kiss this came as a shock. "You mean me and you? Together? I don't know. What will happen if anyone finds out?"

Gary gave a shrug. "We don't have to tell anyone. Personally I'm sick of hiding and don't care what people think or say. But I wouldn't want you to get hurt, so we can keep it our secret if you like."

For a long moment Matt appeared deep in thought. Then his face lit up with a smile. "Alright then."

"Yay!" With a cry of delight better suited to a preteen than a fully grown eighteen year old, Gary launched himself forwards and embraced Matt in a tight hug. "I never thought I'd be the boyfriend of the cutest, best looking boy in the whole school."

"I'm not the best looking boy in the school," Matt protested.

"Of course you are," said Gary. "When was the last time you looked in the mirror?"

This question caused Matt to give an embarrassed laugh. "My mum would tell you I spend half my life in front of a mirror. But that's only because I was trying to look good so that you might notice me."

"You've been trying to get me to notice you?"

"Yeah, for months now."

"You little tease!" Gary wrestled Matt onto his back on the bed and began to tickle him mercilessly.

Matt fought back, but he was no match for the bigger, older boy. "No, stop, please," he laughed. "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for?" Gary demanded, still tickling.

"Anything you like," cried Matt, desperately.

Gary stopped, but kept Matt pinned down by his arms as he sat astride the boy's hips. "Alright, I'll let you go, but you're gonna have to pay a forfeit."

"Anything you like," repeated Matt, breathlessly, still giggling even though the tickling had stopped.

"Anything? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, anything at all, just don't tickle me any more."

"Ok, I'll let you go if you'll let me examine you, like the doctor did yesterday."

It was like someone turning off a switch. Matt's laughter stopped instantly. "You're serious?"

"Yeah, I am. We'll both get chance to play out our fantasies at the same time."

Matt looked both nervous and doubtful. "I dunno. I've never done anything like that before."

"'Course you have. What about yesterday afternoon?"

"That was different. He was a real doctor. It was part of his job to touch me like that."

"Yeah, but I'm your boyfriend, remember? I may not be a real doctor, but I'd sure get a real thrill from being able to touch you all over."

Matt looked as if he were seriously considering the request, then a sly smile spread slowly across his face. "Ok, we can play 'doctor', but at some stage you have to get naked as well. If you get to see me again, it's only fair that I get to see you."

"I'll do even better than that, I'll make a deal with you," suggested Gary, returning the smile. "If tonight isn't better than the hottest fantasy you've ever had, I'll become your complete slave for the next month."

"Be careful, I might hold you to that."

"I hope you do," Gary replied. "Being your slave might be fun." He rolled off from on top of the younger boy and climbed off the bed. "C'mon, time for you to get some of those clothes off so that Dr. Gary can examine you."

A little reluctantly, Matt got to his feet. "What if someone comes in?" he asked worriedly, as he began to unfasten the buttons on the front of his shirt.

"Relax," said Gary. "It's just me and you. We've got the whole house to ourselves. Zoe's out with her friends so isn't likely to be home before midnight, Mum is working a late shift and doesn't finish until 10 and I haven't seen my dad since I was 6, so it's highly unlikely that he's gonna walk in here tonight. Just stop worrying and enjoy it." He sat back in the swivel chair to watch Matt's slow strip.

If anything, Matt was even more nervous than he had been the previous day when he had undressed in preparation for his school medical. The circumstances had been similar in that Gary had watched him strip then as well. This time though, it would be the older boy who would be touching him, not the doctor. The thought sent a tingle of excitement through the young teenager. It was strange feeling, being so scared yet at the same time wanting this so much. The air in the room felt cool on his skin as he removed his shirt and let it drop to the floor. Even though he'd only removed his shirt, he already felt almost naked under Gary's intense gaze. He began to move a little faster; a slow strip might have been more erotic, but it wasn't doing anything for Matt's nerves. Quickly he pulled off his shoes and socks then unfastened his trousers, dropped them down and stepped out of them. As he hooked his fingers into the waistband of his shorts, ready to remove this final item of clothing, Gary stopped him.

"Leave them on for now," said the older boy. "I'll take them off for you when I'm ready." He got up from his chair and approached Matt. "Ready to be examined?" he grinned.

"Yeah, I guess."

Gary placed his hand on Matt's chest. "Heartbeat is good and strong, maybe a bit fast though." He proceeded to run his hands all over the younger boy's upper body, pausing every so often to stroke and lightly pinch the youngster's nipples.

In spite of his nervousness, Matt was beginning to enjoy Gary's attention. The doctor's touch had been brief, cold and impersonal, whereas Gary's was firm and lingering. Every so often Gary's hand would go a little lower and stroke across Matt's stomach, brushing the waistband of the boy's shorts. Each time this happened, Matt's heart gave a small jump as he anticipated Gary's hand going down inside his shorts, and each time the fourteen year old felt a slight pang of disappointment as the older boy's hand once more moved upwards instead of down.

"Let's have a look in your mouth." Gary stopped his exploration of Matt's torso and took the boy's chin in his hand. Matt obediently opened his mouth, happy to go along with the play-acting.

"Hmm, looks ok," said Gary, peering intently into the fourteen year old's oral cavity. "I think we should perform a quick test though." Still keeping hold of the boy's chin, he placed the tip of the index finger of his other hand into Matt's mouth. "Close your lips around this and suck on it as hard as you can."

Surprised at the strange request, Matt began to suck on the Gary's finger.

"Suck harder," the older boy instructed. "We've a vacuum-cleaner downstairs that can do better than that!"

Matt felt his face turning red with effort as sucked on the digit for all he was worth. Eventually, out of breath he pulled back, panting. "I can't..." he laughed.

His mouth twitching as he tried to hold back his own laughter, Gary shook his head. "It's serious I'm afraid. Your suck muscles are badly underdeveloped and need a rigorous exercise programme to get them working properly. I've got just the treatment in mind." He let go of Matt's chin and with a mischievous grin he brushed his hand across the front of his own crotch.

Matt's eyes widened as he realised what Gary was alluding to and his face which had started to regain its natural colour quickly reddened again.

"You know, you really are incredibly cute when you blush," Gary pointed out.

Of course, this made Matt even worse. He stared down at his feet, flattered by Gary's words yet at the same time annoyed with himself for not having more control.

Once more taking hold of Matt's chin. Gary turned the young teen's head to the side. "Time to check your ears."

"Arghh! Don't! Stop it!" Matt began to squirm and giggle and Matt's finger moved around inside his one of his ears.

"I don't remember you telling the doctor to stop it, yesterday," Gary pointed out.

"No, but he wasn't trying to tickle me to death," laughed Matt.

"I'm going to have to remember that," said Gary. "Ticklish around the ears. It could come in useful if you misbehave."

"I never misbehave," said Matt. "I'm a good boy."

"Damn. I wish you'd told me that before I asked you to be my boyfriend. Where's the fun in life if we don't get to misbehave once in a while."

"Maybe I'd better start then," Matt grinned.

"I really think you should," Gary agreed. "But before you do, I'd better make sure you're physically up to it." Gary sat himself down on the edge of the bed and pulled Matt to stand directly in front of him. "You ready for this next bit?"

Matt didn't answer, he just nodded. Suddenly he felt more nervous that at any time since he had entered the room. But it was a strange sort of nervousness. On the one hand he felt scared half to death, yet on the other hand he desperately wanted to feel the intimate closeness of Gary's hands touching him everywhere. "Yeah, I'm ready," he croaked, finally finding his voice.

In one smooth motion, Gary lowered Matt's shorts to the ground and the younger boy stepped out of them.

Matt stood, completely naked, is arms at his sides, feeling more than a little uncomfortable. He realised he wasn't hard; in fact his dick didn't even show the slightest signs of excitement, hanging limply down in front of his balls. "Erm... I guess I'm a bit nervous," he stammered, feeling that he ought to explain his lack of arousal.

With an understanding smile, Gary put out his hand and took hold of Matt's penis, simply wrapping his fingers around the soft member and holding it.

Matt gave an involuntary gasp. His pulse was racing and his mouth had gone dry. Gary was actually touching him "down there". In spite of his lack of erection, the other boy's touch felt so good.

"Feels like a normal, healthy penis," Gary observed, keeping up his role-play. "Let's have a look under the hood. With deft fingers, he held the base of Matt's dick with one hand and used the other to push the skin right back. Squeezing the exposed head slightly to open up the slit, he peered closely at it. "Yep, this looks fine." Pulling the foreskin back over the head, he kept hold of the cock with one hand while taking hold of Matt's balls with the other, rolling them around gently. "Hmm, when did you last jerk-off?"

"This morning," Matt blushed.

Gary nodded. "I think we ought to get this thing hard, then you can give me a demonstration of how you jerk-off." He started to pull gently on Matt's dick.

"You are kidding, right?" Matt asked. "You don't really want to watch me do that?"

"I sure do," said Gary. "I don't want you to actually shoot, just play with yourself a little. I want to see how you do it."

Matt watched with a sort of surreal detachment as his penis was masturbated by the other boy. In spite of his nervousness, he was quickly becoming hard. Gary's touch felt better than he'd ever imagined it would, yet at the same time this whole scene had a dream like quality that left him wondering if it was really happening.

Giving Matt's now hard dick a final extra firm squeeze, Gary got up from the bed. "Come on, Matt. Sit down here and show me how you jack off."

Self-consciously, Matt sat down, his legs apart, and took hold of his solid shaft. He'd done this so many times at home in his own room, but never ever dreamed that he would be doing it with someone else watching. His eyes focussed on some undetermined point on the bedroom carpet, he gave a couple of slow strokes up and down the entire length of his erection, wishing he didn't feel so embarrassed about doing it front of Gary. Then he remembered Gary's promise that if this didn't turn out to be the hottest experience of his life, the older boy would become his slave for a month. That would be really something! He started to imagine some of the things he would make Gary do. As he started moving his hand in a steady rhythm, he shyly raised his eyes.

"You really are the most beautiful boy in the world." Gary's words were so soft they were barely audible. He stood as if in a trance, apparently oblivious to everything but the naked fourteen year old sitting just feet away from him.

Matt's stroking became firmer. The embarrassment he had felt just a couple of minutes ago was rapidly disappearing to be replaced by a simple need for release. He started to breathe deeply, already feeling the familiar tingle in his groin.

"Hang on. I don't want you to shoot." Gary had reached out and took hold of Matt's wrist. He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, I should have stopped you sooner, but I guess I was enjoying the show."

"Another few seconds and the show would have been over," Matt panted, trying not too sound too disappointed. "Now that you're done examining me, isn't it time that I got to do you?"

"In a few minutes," said Gary, smiling. "Just a little longer then I promise that I'm all yours. I just need to check out your cute rear end first."

"What? You mean like doctor did?"

"Yeah, this is the bit I've been especially looking forwards to." Gary waved his finger in the air suggestively.

"I dunno," said Matt, staring at Gary's extended finger and feeling more than a little uncertain. The doctor's finger going up inside him had not felt anything like as bad as he had expected. In fact it hadn't felt bad at all, quite the contrary. But in spite of that, for some reason the thought still frightened him.

"Alright. If you don't want to, that's ok. Rule number one; when it comes to anything to do with sex, with me or with anyone else, you don't have to do anything you don't want to. Ever. Period." Gary's expression had turned serious as he said this, but then he grinned. "So I guess that now it really is time for you to 'do me'. You want to watch me take my clothes off, or do you want to do it for me?"

"You'll stop if it hurts, won't you?"

"Erm, well, if you want. But it's never hurt when I've got undressed before. Or are you worried that the sight of my bare flesh will be painful?" Gary was smiling, but Matt didn't return the smile.

"Pushing your finger in me. You'll stop if it hurts?"

Gary put his hand on the boy's shoulder. "Look, Matt, it's no big deal. You don't have to do it just to please me. I want what we do together to be fun, and it sure won't be fun if you're doing something you don't like."

"No, you don't understand." Matt forced himself to smile. "I guess I'm just a bit scared, that's all. But as long as you go slow, I want to do it."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

For several seconds, Gary gazed into Matt's eyes. Matt returned the stare, trying to look as confident as he could. Though he was still very nervous, all uncertainty had gone. He really did want to feel Gary's finger inside him. He also wanted to feel Gary's hand on his cock again. He wanted to feel Gary's lips pressed against his own. He actually ached to be touched by the older boy. He was sitting on the bed, naked, his legs open and his cock hard, longing to feel Gary's hands on every part of his body.

"Ok!" Gary's face split in the widest grin Matt had ever seen. "Let's do it. Don't move, I'll be right back." He rushed out of the room, returning moments later with a small tube in his hand. "Just needed to get this from the bathroom. I usually keep some in that drawer next to the bed, but I've run out. Right, get up on the bed on your elbows and knees; let the doctor do his stuff."

Feeling a strange mixture of nerves and excitement, Matt got into position. His head was down and his rear was sticking up into the air. As he glanced back he could see Gary standing directly behind, unscrew the top from the tube and squeeze some sort of gel stuff onto his finger. The next thing he knew, Gary's finger was smearing the cool, sticky goo across his exposed arse-hole. The thought that Gary was touching him in so intimate a place caused his cock to lurch and a shudder went through his body.

"You ok?"

"Yeah. It feels good."

"I haven't started yet," said Gary. "But here we go. Try and relax, and yell out if you want me to stop."

Matt felt a pressure against his hole. Involuntarily he tensed up, but immediately forced himself to relax, afraid that Gary wouldn't go through with it if he suspected the younger boy was in any way reluctant. A small gasp escaped him as he felt the tip of Gary's finger penetrate and his hole was forced open further as the probing digit slid slowly inside. After a second, Gary pulled the finger out again, then back in, a little further this time, slowly working the lubricant inside the boy's body. A few seconds later Matt felt Gary's knuckles pressed against his arse cheek and knew that his friend's finger was now inside him as deep as it would go. He gave a satisfied sigh.

"Still feel good?"

"Really good."

"Ok, let's try it another way." Gary withdrew his finger. "Roll over onto your back and pull your knees up towards your shoulders."

Following Gary's suggestion, Matt realised that he was now more exposed than ever. Every private part of his body was on show at the same time. The thought that Gary was seeing him like this caused his cock to twitch on his stomach.

Gary seated himself on the bed, next to Matt and leaning forwards he took hold of the twitching organ. Matt's erection had caused his foreskin to pull back a little, exposing some of the reddish coloured head and the slit, sticky with precum. "You seem a little overexcited, young man," said Gary, mimicking the doctor's tone from the previous day as he ran his thumb across the top of the sensitive, swollen head.

All Matt could do was groan as Gary's touch caused a jolt of pleasure to hit him somewhere deep between his legs.

"I think we should do something about this," Gary continued. He bent Matt's erection until it was pointing almost straight up and peeled his foreskin all the way back before running his thumb slowly around the edge of the exposed glans. At the same time he pressed his lubricated finger against the boy's arse hole and slid it all the way inside."

"Ooh!" The groan forced it's way between Matt's tightly compressed lips and he pulled his knees even further up in an effort to open himself as wide as possible and get more of Gary's finger inside him.

"Not so tense, just try and relax," said Gary, releasing Matt's cock to take hold the boy's nearest arm. "Let go with this hand and move your arm out of the way. Put it up behind your head." This small adjustment of position gave Gary better access to the youngster's swollen boyhood.

Matt really couldn't believe what happened next. Once more taking hold of the boy's erection, Gary lowered his head and with his tongue he licked over and around the top of the Matt's swollen meat. Then opening his lips further, he took the erection into his mouth to about half way down the shaft.

"Oh god!" Matt's whole body shuddered. This was something he hadn't even dared dream about. He'd heard about cock-sucking and had even read about it happening in stories. But that's all they were, stories. It couldn't really be happening to him. But it was. Gary's lips were moving up and down his shaft and the entire head of cock was held inside the warm wetness of the older teen's mouth. All Matt could do was close his eyes and give himself over to the incredible sensations coursing through his young body. Gary's mouth around his dick, Gary's finger moving in and out of his arse. He felt his hips trying to thrust up from the bed in an attempt to fuck Matt's mouth. The muscle's around his hole were clamped tightly around Matt's finger trying to draw it deep inside. The familiar pressure was building inside his groin. A sudden wave of panic raced though him as he realised that he was about to cum and his cock was still in Gary's mouth. "Gary! I'm gonna shoot!" he managed to groan, but wasn't sure if the other boy had heard. It was no use, he couldn't hold it back; he didn't want to hold it back. With a strangled cry he felt his erection begin to spasm as the white, sticky boy-seed erupted from the tip. One, two spurts into Gary's mouth, before Matt felt the older boy pull back and the sudden coolness around his dick told him his next two spurts were in the open air.

Matt opened his eyes so see Gary's face smiling happily across at him. There was cum dribbling down the boy's chin and further splashes across his cheek and his nose. He looked a mess. Matt was about to tell him so, but he never got the chance.

"Well, that was quite a show. What're you guys going to do for an encore?"

Matt's eyes shot across to the half-open door, to the figure standing in the doorway.

Gary, who had his back to the door, spun around to face the intruder. "Zoe!"

In panic, Matt's hands flew down in an effort to cover his now spent erection. He rolled onto his side putting his back to Zoe and brought his knees up to his stomach. He realised that this gave the girl a good view of his rear, but considered that this was better than the alternative. Not that she hadn't already had a good look at everything he had to offer anyway!

Strangely, from Matt's point of view, Gary seemed little more than mildly annoyed with the unexpected intrusion.

"I thought you were going to be out all evening," said the eighteen year old, obviously irritated, but not at all embarrassed at being caught by his younger sister with his lips around a boy's cock.

Matt, glancing over his shoulder, saw Zoe give a shrug. She then grinned at the young teen and gave him a wink before replying to her brother.

"I intended to be. But Cheryl decided to go off with Phil and Carl, and you know what I think of Phil. The guy is a total tosser. So I left her to it and came home. Though I'm glad I did, now. Your little friend is seriously cute. I thought he was pretty hot when I let him in, but now that I've seen him naked... Wow!"

Matt looked quickly away to try and hide the fact that he was blushing furiously.

"That's enough, Zoe," said Gary, his tone cool. "Can't you see you're embarrassing Matt?"

"Yeah, his neck and shoulders have gone all pink," the girl laughed.

Gary grabbed the nearest thing to hand, which happened to be Matt's shorts and threw them at his sister. "Just go!"

She caught the shorts easily and opened them out, inspecting them closely. "Hey, a souvenir. I might make little Mattie pay a forfeit to get these back."

Matt gave a groan.

"Zoe!" Gary took a step towards the door.

"Alright, I'm going." Zoe tossed her brother the shorts. "Better clean that cum off your face, big brother, it's dripping onto your shirt." With a final laugh and another wink at Matt, she went out, pulling the door closed.

Sighing, Gary sat down on the bed a stroked Matt's shoulder. "Sorry about that, Zoe can be a real pain sometimes."

"She saw what we were doing. She saw me naked. She saw my dick and probably saw me shoot and everything." Matt tried to keep the panic out of his voice but was failing miserably.

"Hey, calm down," said Gary, gently stroking the side of Matt's face. "Zoe's cool, she's not about to tell anybody what she's seen. As to her seeing you naked, try not to worry about it, she's seen me naked loads of times."

"She has?"

"Yeah, I've even let her watch me jack-off a few times." Seeing the disbelieving look on Matt's face, Gary went on to explain. "She offered to let me watch her doing whatever it is that girls do when they're alone if I would let her watch me play with my dick. I wasn't interested in seeing her, but I let her watch me, just for the hell of it. It was sort of exciting in a weird kinda way. That's why I've done it a few times since. You should try it."

"I don't think so!" Matt muttered. "Aren't you bothered that she caught you sucking another guy?"

"Zoe's known I like boys almost as long as I have. We've talked about it loads. But she's never once told anyone else about it. So quit worrying."

Matt's heart rate was almost back to normal as he slowly recovered from a combination of the best orgasm of his life and shock of Zoe's unexpected entrance. "I suppose it's ok," he said, not totally convinced, but definitely feeling a little better about the situation. "She was right about one thing though." He gave a smile. "That mess on your face is dripping down onto your shirt."

"Yeah? I guess I'd better get cleaned up." Gary pulled a tissue from a box on the bedside cabinet and used it to wipe away Matt's cum from around his mouth and nose. "That better?"

"Much."

"Good." Gary leaned down, moving his lips towards Matt's.

The fourteen year old momentarily shied back from the kiss. But his reluctance only lasted a second before he gave in and willingly and even eagerly received Gary's lips with his own. Gary's mouth had a slightly salty taste and Matt realised this was the residue of his own recent ejaculation, much of which the older boy had swallowed. As the boys kissed, Gary's hand played lightly across Matt's naked torso; a delicate, fingertip touch that caused every hair on Matt's body to stand on end. Matt was in heaven. His ordeal yesterday, with the doctor, was forgotten. Even being caught in an extremely embarrassing position by Zoe just minutes ago was forgotten. He wanted this moment to last forever. He wanted to feel Gary's touch on every inch of his body. He gave a muffled groan deep in his throat as Gary's fingers moved across his lower stomach to tug gently at his small patch of pubic hair, nudging against the base of his limp cock. Gary correctly interpreted the groan to mean that Matt wanted more and the older teen's touch became firmer as he began to massage the boy's dick and balls.

In spite of just having shot a huge load, just minutes before, Matt was amazed to feel stirrings in his groin as his penis once more began to twitch and stiffen.

"No need to ask whether you like that," said Gary, gently, as he broke the kiss.

Matt looked directly into Gary's eyes, the boy's handsome face just inches from his own, as he tried to make sense of what he was feeling. He wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. His chest hurt and his stomach was full of butterflies and his groin... well, his rapidly hardening dick was evidence enough of what was happening down there! Until yesterday they had been relative strangers, passing each other in the school corridors, never even having spoken to each other. Matt didn't think Gary had even known his name. Now Matt was laying naked on Gary's bed, the older boy's hand around his stiff cock.

"What's the matter?" Gary's voice held concern as he picked up on Matt's confusion.

"I'm scared."

Gary's hand immediately left the boy's groin and moved up to his face, stroking his cheek gently. "Why? I thought you were enjoying it?"

"I am," Matt said quickly, suddenly afraid that Gary had jumped to the wrong idea. "It's just that, I dunno, I guess I've dreamed about this happening for so long and now it has. I'm scared it's not real. Everything's happened so fast and I'm scared it will all disappear just as fast. I'm only fourteen and I'm nobody and you're eighteen and you're probably the most popular boy in the school. You can probably get almost any girl or boy that you want, so where does that leave me? I'm scared that you won't want me."

"Hey, slow down!" Gary put his arm around the boy's shoulders and hugged the naked youngster to him. After a moment he released his hold a little, allowing him to look into the boy's eyes. "First off, you are not 'nobody'; don't ever let me hear you say that again. I'm flattered that you think I'm so popular and that I can get anyone I want, but even if that were true, which it isn't, it wouldn't change anything; I want you. If you're thinking that tonight is a one-off and that I intended to play around with you and then dump you then you couldn't be more wrong. I'll be honest, when I've seen you around the school, I've thought to myself that you were cute and that I wouldn't mind a bit of fun with you, but I've thought that about other guys as well. Getting the chance to help the doctor yesterday was like an early Christmas present. It really turned me on getting to see all those guys naked, especially getting the chance to see them hard as well. Then at the end you turned up, the cutest of them all, and I couldn't wait to see you with your clothes off. But seeing you standing there, naked and so nervous about what was going to happen, I realised I felt different about you than I'd felt about the others. I just wanted to put my arms around you and take you out of there. You know, when you shot off at the end, I probably felt almost as bad about it as you did. Then you went and said my name."

"You heard that?"

Yeah, I heard. That was the thing that gave me the idea that just maybe you were as interested in me as I was in you. You're not just a one night stand to me Matt. I really like you a lot. I think you're special and I was serious when I asked you to be my boyfriend. Forget the fact than I'm a bit older than you, it doesn't matter. If you want to take things more slowly, we can leave off this sex stuff and just spend time together. Just please don't be scared, the last thing I want is to hurt you."

"I'm sorry."

"What for?"

"For everything. This all feels so strange."

Gary gave Matt another hug. "You've nothing to be sorry about. You want to put some clothes on?"

"No."

"No? Does that mean you want to play some more?"

Matt smiled shyly. "It's feels kinda good, being naked and having you touch me everywhere. Also, I haven't had chance to see you yet."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Gary grinned. He let go of Matt and climbed off the bed. "Roll onto your back and shuffle into the middle."

As soon as Matt had moved into position, Gary got back onto the bed and sat astride the boy's stomach. Reaching behind himself, he took hold of Matt's erection and bending it until it was pointing straight up, he slowly shuffled backwards until his denim encased rear was pressed firmly against Matt's swollen shaft. One more small shuffle back and Matt's cock was pushed further down towards his feet. Now even the tiniest movement that Gary made caused the rough material of his jeans to rub against Matt's straining erection. Experimentally, Gary wriggled his hips from side to side, causing Matt to moan with pleasure.

"Better not do that," Matt groaned. "You're gonna make me cum again."

"That's the idea," Gary grinned. "But not just yet though. We're going to have some fun first." He pulled the bottom of his shirt out of his jeans and unfastened and bottom couple of buttons. Taking hold of Matt's wrist, he pushed the boy's hand up under the bottom of the garment.

Matt could take a hint. He began exploring Gary's body with his fingers, moving them up over the boy's tight stomach towards his chest. Soon his other hand joined the first. This was the first time he'd ever touched another boy in this way and he delighted in the feel of the soft, silky smoothness of Gary's skin under his hands.

After a few seconds of this, Gary began to slowly unfasten the buttons of his shirt, working upwards from bottom to top. With Matt's hands still moving underneath, the shirt was gradually pushed open, exposing more and more of the older boy's torso. As Gary unfastened the last button, the shirt fell fully open and now Matt could see as well as touch his boyfriend's upper body.

Gary's love of sports had developed and toned his naturally slim physique. His hairless chest was well defined without being muscular, his skin smooth and almost unblemished.

Matt traced the outline of older boy's pecs with his fingers. "Wow, I wish my body looked like that," he sighed. "Then I wouldn't mind who saw me without my shirt on."

"You don't look so bad," Gary smiled, running his own fingers over Matt's torso. "I think you're beautiful as you are." He pushed his open shirt back off his shoulders, letting it slide down and off his arms before tossing it aside. After giving his hips another wriggle to ensure Matt's dick stayed as excited as ever, he unfastened his belt and slowly pulled it out from its loops, throwing this in the same direction as his shirt. Then he grinned down at the boy beneath him. "I suppose I'm going to have to get up to take the rest off. Just don't you go getting soft on me." He reached behind and gave Matt's erection a playful squeeze.

"Not much chance of that," Matt groaned. He watched as Gary climbed off the bed and slowly began to remove the rest of his clothes, pausing when he was down to just his shorts.

"You sure you want me to take these off?" Gary asked, teasingly, his thumbs under the waistband of his final garment.

"Just get on with it," said Matt, his pretend impatience not really pretend at all. So many times in the past he'd tried to imagine what Gary would look like naked, and now he was just seconds away from actually seeing it. The front of Gary's shorts was tented outwards, with a clearly visible wet patch giving evidence to the older boy's excitement.

"Ok, here we go." In one smooth movement, Gary pushed the shorts down to the ground and stepped out of them before standing upright. He was now totally naked, nothing hidden. His hard, twitching cock was pointing upwards and outwards, the foreskin, which still covered the head, glistening with sticky precum. At the base of his cock, his pubic hair was so fine and blond as to be almost invisible and underneath two fair sized balls hung low in their sack.

"That's huge," Matt sighed, his wide eyes glued to Gary's swollen erection.

Gary laughed. "It's not huge at all. It's only just over half an inch bigger than yours. The doctor measured yours at five and a half inches and mine's just a little over six."

"Well it looks much bigger than mine," said Matt, not convinced.

"I'll show you," said Gary. He got back onto the bed and seated himself astride Matt's thighs, then bending forwards, he pressed their hard cocks together. "See?"

A small part of Matt's brain registered the fact that Gary's dick was indeed only a little longer than his own. The majority of his brain was trying to come to terms with the fact that their two cocks were pressed together long their full length; Gary's erection was pressing tightly against his own.

Seeing the effect that this was having on Matt, Gary wrapped his fingers around both cocks, pressing them even tighter together then slowly began to wank up and down both of them at once.

Matt's whole body tensed and his hands, which were down at his sides, clenched into fists as his breathing quickened and deepened.

Gary quickly let go and moved back, breaking the contact. "Oops, nearly!" he grinned. "I don't want you to shoot again just yet."

"I never did it twice in a row before," said Matt, trying not to be too disappointed that he'd been denied release having been brought so close to the edge. "Come up this way a bit."

"Ok." Gary shuffled forwards until he was knelt astride Matt's stomach, his erection pointing towards the younger boy's face.

Matt was unable to tear his gaze away from the stiff, twitching member. Nervously he lifted his hand towards it, his heart beating strongly in his chest. His outstretched fingers moved closer. He touched it. It was like soft, warm velvet around a steel core. This was the first time he'd ever touched another boy's cock. It was a moment taken from so many of his fantasies and now it was actually happening. Growing bolder, he wrapped his fingers around the shaft and gripped it tightly. He watched Gary stiffen slightly. The older boy's head went back and he drew in a quick deep breath through his nose. Matt stroked along the shaft a couple to times, then pulling back the foreskin, he ran his finger across the glistening, precum covered head, causing Gary to groan.

"Try licking your finger," Gary suggested, his voice a little hoarse.

Matt inspected his fingertip with it's sticky coating of precum. Then, his eyes locked on Gary's, he moved his finger to his mouth and licked it clean. The taste was like nothing he'd tried before, not a strong taste, a little salty yet at the same time a little sweet.

Gary, meanwhile, had pushed his cock down and was stroking his sticky cock head across the skin of Matt's chest. He moved forwards a little and gave both of Matt's nipples a shiny covering of precum. Forwards a little more and the head of Gary's dick was now rubbing against Matt's neck and then his chin.

Matt could see where this was going. "You want me to put it in my mouth, don't you?" he said, nervously.

Gary gave an affectionate smile. "Only if you want to. But let's just take things slowly. How about just using your tongue for now?"

A little apprehensively, Matt raised his head and taking hold of Gary's dick, he bent it down towards his mouth. Cautiously he stuck out his tongue and gave the smallest of licks across the exposed head. It wasn't so bad. It tasted just like his finger had, seconds earlier. He licked it again, a little more confidently and heard Gary give a gasp of pleasure. The older boy's gasp became a groan as Matt pulled the sensitive organ from side to side across his lips and tongue then, taking the bull by the horns, he opened his mouth wider and slid the entire head inside, wrapping his lips around the shaft. Now feeling much braver, he began to move his head slowly backwards and forwards, sliding his lips up and down the top inch or so of Gary's erection and feeling the soft crown glide across his tongue. He closed his eyes, his head moving in a steady rhythm. He had Gary's cock in his mouth and it was great. He was dimly aware of the older boy's sighs and moans and it excited him to think that he was giving his friend so much pleasure. It came as a surprise when suddenly his mouth was empty; Gary had pulled back. He opened his eyes to see the eighteen year old knelt above him, pumping on his erection for all he was worth.

Gary's face was flushed and his eyes were closed as he bit down on his bottom lip. His movements became erratic and he let out a deep moan as strings of white jism erupted from the end of his throbbing meat, much of it splashing down onto Matt's chest and face.

After squeezing the last drops of cum from his dick, Gary didn't pause to regain his breath. He moved quickly to the foot of the bed and pushing Matt's legs apart be knelt between them. Taking Matt's erection tightly in his fist he began to stroke up and down in a fast steady rhythm, while at the same time, with his other hand he alternately played with boy's balls and fingered his arse hole.

Within seconds, Matt knew he was fast approaching his second orgasm. He gripped tightly onto the bedclothes and pushed his hips forwards allowing Gary better access to he sensitive hole. "Ooh, Gary! I'm gonna shoot again. Uggghhhhh!" His orgasm was so intense it was almost painful. It felt like he was being pulled inside out through his dick. He was trying to shoot, but there was hardly anything left to shoot with. "Awww! Stop, please!" he panted, taking hold of Gary's hand with his own. A light sheen of sweat coated his body and he felt a little dizzy. Gary crawled onto the bed beside him and they lay together in each other's arms, both of them breathing heavily.

After a few moment, Gary gave a chuckle. "I don't suppose you want to try for a third?"

"Not bloody likely!" Matt replied.

"I didn't think so, but I thought I'd better ask. We'd better get cleaned up, but before we do there are a couple of things I need to know. First, now that you've seen me with my clothes off and we've played around a little, do you still want to be my boyfriend?"

Matt was living a dream and he never wanted it to end. Gary's question had only one possible answer. He gave Gary a quick kiss and a hug. "Yeah, more than anything. What's your second question?"

Gary gave a grin. "Was tonight better than the hottest fantasy you've ever had?"

"Don't worry," Matt laughed. "You're safe. It's a shame really, I was looking forwards to having you as my slave!"

"Well," said Gary, with a mischievous smile, "we played 'Doctor' this time, there's nothing to stop us playing 'master and slave' next time." He reached over and grabbed a handful of tissues and proceeded to wipe up the worst of the cum from their bodies.

"Yeah, that'd be fun. But next time, you have to cum twice as well!"

 

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