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Related post: Date: Sun, 01 Dec 2002 19:08:56 -0500 From: Writer Boy Subject: rebound - part 12Obligatory warnings and disclaimers:1) If reading this is in any way illegal where you are or at your age, or you don't want to read about male/male relationships, go away. You shouldn't be here.2) I don't know any of the celebrities in this story, preteens cartoons 3d and this story in no way is meant to imply anything about their sexualities, personalities, or anything else. This is a work of pure fiction.Questions and commentary can best nn preteen be sent to "writerboy69hotmail.com". I enjoy constructive criticism, praise, and rational discussion. I do not enjoy flames, and will not tolerate them.That said, we now continue.***I shook my head, not sure of how I could help him. I brushed a hand over his hair, and he preteens show pussy sniffled, but leaned into it. He hugged me again, pulling his head up under my chin, folding himself into me, and I wrapped my arms tightly around him, wanting to comfort him."Justin, they can't kidnap preteens preteens porn you," I said finally. "It's not like they can just load you onto a plane and make you fly back.""It's not like that," he said, shaking his head. His hair smelled good, like my shampoo, but also like preteens sex 3d Justin. "It's not kidnapping. They'll just, they'll show up, and they'll talk about my obligations. They'll talk about how they can't do it without me, and how hard we've all worked, and all this other stuff. They'll just keep hammering on it until I give in, and they're right. We do have obligations. We have contracts and bookings and photo shoots yung preteen sex and everything else. I just, I didn't want it to be over so fast. I didn't want to go until I was ready.""If you're not ready, then you're not going," I said simply, shaking my head. "You just have to stand up for yourself a little. I mean, look what you did already. You decided that you were tired of the way JC was treating you, and you broke up with him, right?""Yeah," Justin said uncertainly, looking up teensex preteen pics at me. I tucked a finger under his chin, tapping my knuckle on the bottom of his jaw, and he smiled."So you do the same with the rest of your friends, too," I collection pantie preteen said, preteen bondage stories shrugging. I made it sound so easy, when in truth I really didn't know all the much about his life, or the people in it. preteen mexican nude After all, I'd only heard it all secondhand, and Justin wasn't exactly a nonbiased reporter. lovely little preteens "If they try to make you do something you don't want to do, you don't have to do it. Friendship isn't about guilt, Justin. It's about people respecting you enough to understand what you want, too.""I guess," Justin said thoughtfully, looking out the window again. "I'm sorry.""For what?" I asked, standing."For being so, I don't know, so moody," he said, shrugging. I patted him on the shoulder."Some people just are," I said, free preteen hardcore smiling. "I'm going to go eat dinner now, ok? You coming?""Yeah," he said, unfolding his legs from beneath him. "Yeah, I'll grab us some plates.""I'll get the bag," I said, walking back photo preteen sexe over.I snatched the stereo remote off of the side table and flicked it on, and then picked up the food preteen summer model bag off of the floor by the door where I'd left it. I adjusted the lights, turning some of them off since there was no need to have the whole loft lit up, while Justin set out plates and silverware. I walked over to the table and started to unload the cartons from the bag, wondering if Justin was overly hungry, or just indecisive, because there were almost a dozen containers in here. Justin set cups out, and then opened the refrigerator."What do you want to drink?" he asked. "I made some juice this morning.""That's fine," I answered, thinking again, as I had last night, that the two of us were very domestic for people who didn't really know each other that well. On second thought, he was used to living with four other guys, so maybe he was just really well housebroken. Wait, virtual preteen cartoon did he pre teen giantess live with them? I wished that I knew a little bit more about them, other than their names and a few of their songs. "Justin, do you guys all live together?""No," he answered, shaking his head. "We used to, and then Lance and Joey moved out, and it was just me and Chris and JC together, and then Chris got his own place, too. Now it's just me and JC, but, you know, I don't really know if that's going to work models preteen thumbs anymore, either."I looked up, and his face was turned down. I guessed that he was thinking about his home, and maybe his bed. I tried to imagine which boy sex preteens of our situations was worse, and couldn't do it. I lost Matt, but I could take comfort in knowing that he didn't want to leave me. Justin thought it was best to leave JC, but he still had to see him every day and be reminded of what had gone on between them."Justin?" I asked, seeing that he was shaking."I'm sorry," he said, shaking his head. I hugged him quickly, feeling his shoulders trembling again. "I just, I don't know why this is hitting me so much today. I think, you know, I think it's because of you and me, because I'm so happy I met you, and that we're so close. It makes me feel kind of guilty, for being happy. Is that stupid?"He sighed, waiting, and I felt preteen nude masturbation his breath rushing across my neck. His arms held me against him, and he was warm and firm against me."It's not stupid, preteen pussy thumbs Justin," I said finally. "I've been having the same problem. All cgi preteen bbs day I've been thinking about you, and what we did, and what it means. I, maybe I'm stuck in the past or something, but I still love Matt, and what I did with you feels a little like cheating."Justin pulled back, staring into my eyes. His eyes were so blue, the same bright shade all the way through, and they thumb preteen nude should have been flat, being that monochromatic, but there was depth there, too. His face was caring, concerned, and tender."Does it hurt?" he asked quietly. "Does what we did hurt you? Does it hurt you to feel that way?""Yeah, it does," I answered honestly. "But it also feels ok. It doesn't feel like a bad thing, Justin, not all the time, and that preteen nude free confuses the hell out of me.""Then let's not think about it, either one of us," Justin said, as if you could just shut it off. "Let's just have dinner, ok?""OK," I ican preteen model said, nodding. We sat down and started opening the containers, and I caught Justin smiling at me with one of his little toothless half smirks. "What?""Do you really think I'm moody?" he asked, cocking his head to the side."Don't push it," I said, smiling. "And pass the sweet and sour sauce."We had a really nice dinner, and afterward we didn't really want to do anything. I felt like reading, but I always felt like reading. Justin wanted to watch television, but neither of us were the type to just sit around on the couch and stare at the screen. We were both too easily bored, and Justin had way too black preteens much energy. I remembered that there were some board games put away in the closet by the stairs, and we started to pick through them."Risk?" Justin asked, blowing dust off of the top of the box theatrically."It hasn't been in there that long," I said, shaking my head. "Besides, we can't play that with just two people. I'll win too fast.""Yeah, right," Justin said, smirking. "Checkers are too boring, and no way are we sitting through chess. Monopoly? Clue?""I don't think we can play either of those with only two people," I sighed."Why do you have so many games for people, if you never have any people over?" Justin asked, frowning. He glanced at his preteen naturists hardcore watch. "Get out the Risk. I have an idea.""What are you doing?" I preteen toples nude asked, pulling the game out as he ran over to the phone. "Who are you calling?""Downstairs," he answered, turning away, shielding the phone with his body before I could pull it out of his hands to hang it up. "Meg? Hi, it's Justin. Listen, Chris and I were going to play some board games, you know, sit around, hang out, and you guys close in ten minutes. You want to come up? Yeah, call them, too. OK. Bye!"I was stunned that he would just invite people up into my space like that. Granted, it was the kids, but I would have appreciated being asked. Maybe I didn't want to hang out with everybody else. They got to hang out with Justin all day, and this was my time to spend with him. Wait, was I jealous? No, no, it couldn't be that. I just didn't want people in my space, that was all. I'd never be jealous of sharing my friend with other friends, because that would mean, well, that would mean that Justin was a little more than preteen ukrainian sex just my friend. He hung up the phone and turned back to me, his face sliding into a mask of uncertainty when he saw the look on mine."You're not mad, are you?" he asked. "Please don't be mad."I shook my head, pushing away that jealous spike and smiling at him."No, no, of course not," I said. "I just, you know, wasn't really planning a party tonight.""We should get some food together!" Justin said, clapping his hands. "And we'll put something on the stereo! Light preteens top sites some of the candles, too, and I'll play with the lights.""Are you always this impulsive?" I asked, shaking my head, grinning as I looked in the cabinets for bowls.I had some crackers, and some nachos and salsa, which would probably be enough. While I was pouring everything into bowls I heard Justin flicking a lighter, and the loft began to glow warmly. I put the bowls on the counter, with bread plates, figuring we didn't need things right on the table where we could knock them over. Meg tended to get a little excitable during games, and I preteen beautiful models had a feeling Justin would be the same way, so I didn't want stuff around that could spill. I nudis naturist preteen paused, wondering if thinking about stuff like preteens vid that made me old, and listened to Justin putting new CD's preteen videos sites in the stereo. When I looked up, he was standing in front of it dancing, all by himself, and I preteen castle giggled."What?" he asked, turning, still moving. He had quite the sway to him, a way of moving his hips without really seeming to move them that dragged your eyes right to them. I shook my head, smiling broadly, not wanting to spoil his fun, and Justin held out a hand to me. "Come here. Don't look at me like that. Come here."I walked over slowly, watching him dance as he held his hands out to me. There were still some lights on, but the candles added a soft flicker to his features, burnishing shy preteens nude his tanned skin, bringing an extra sparkle to his eyes. I couldn't explain it, because Justin wasn't drop dead gorgeous, but somehow, with the right expression on his face, he preteen x n became irresistible, and I felt drawn to him almost against my will. I stood in front of him, our eyes locked together, and he took my hands."Dance with me," he said softly, his voice svetlana preteen model husky. For someone who sang so high, he had quite a range."Justin," I preteen japanese free began, not sure what to say as he began to tug my arms back and forth, adding a little extra shimmy to his movements. You don't usually think of guys as graceful, but he was."Come on," he said, still bbs preteen underground moving my arms a little in time to the beat. He was still smiling, reality preteen pic his teeth even and perfect, his lips a little wet. "Loosen up a little. Dance with me.""OK," I said, letting him lead me across the living room. The song was good, some old Janet Jackson, and I danced with him, a little tentative at first, feeling kind of awkward and clunky in comparison to his serpentine moves."See? You got moves," Justin said, laughing. Suddenly he dropped mya latina preteen his hands down to my hips, pulling me a little closer. My face was right across from his, and my mouth was completely dry as the room seemed to be getting extremely small. We weren't touching, yet, except for the light grip of his hands that I seemed to feel with my whole body, but we were close, and I thought we might be about to get closer."Justin," I began, wanting to cut this off. Far from the firm tone I intended, my voice was somehow barely a half whisper, and Justin brought a finger up to press it over my lips."Shhh," he said, leaning in even vintage preteen models closer. "Dance with me."We were both still dancing, swaying to the music, leaning toward each other, both of our faces moving closer as his hand dropped back down to my hips, and then there was a knock on the door, and Meg and Julie pushed it open, both skidding to a stop as Justin and I jerked guiltily apart. Both of them were smirking, Julie hiding hers behind a hand, and I felt my own blush rising as I watched Justin turn red."Bad preteen japanese schoolgirls time?" Meg asked."No, no, of course not," I said, almost bolting for the kitchen."Just getting ready for you guys," Justin said quickly, walking over to the table. "I'll set up the game."Julie followed Justin, the two of them opening the box and starting to lay the pieces out, as Meg smirked at me over by the refrigerator."Pete's on his way over, and should be here in twenty minutes or so," she said, taking glasses private preteen nude out of the cabinet. "Michelle had night class, so she can't come over. If we'd known you and Justin were having a party, she could have skipped.""This was a little spontaneous," I said, pulling a couple bottles of soda out of the fridge."I kind of figured it was Justin's idea," Meg said. "He's a smart boy, that one. And cute. And I hear he's a hell of a dancer.""Meg," I began, meaning to cut her off, even if it was all true."I'm just saying," she said, hurrying back toward the others. "Can I be red?"We held off on actually starting the game until Pete arrived. string for preteen He brought a six pack, figuring that one beer each innocent preteen wouldn't preteen nude bath keep anyone from getting home, especially since they'd all cabbed it or taken the train. I was having a pretty good time, just hanging out and talking while we played, and didn't even say anything when Justin took a beer, watching me carefully to see if I would. I half expected him to ask permission, and realized that he was, silently, preteens blonde nude when I found his bright blue eyes fixed pre teen naturism on mine. I tilted my head, shrugging my shoulders a little, and he grinned, twisting his bottle open. When I looked up again, he caught my preteen pussy pixs eyes a second time, and carefully rolled his lips over the mouth of his bottle. I almost choked, but no one else caught it.For those who haven't played it before, Risk is a board game in which everyone gets armies, and countries, and the point of the game is to take over the world. Like Monopoly, it's one of those games that goes for hours, even if you're having a lot of fun and keeping it lively. Julie lost early, conquered by Pete. I managed to get a block of countries and keep them together, and was slowly working outward from them when everybody started yawning."Justin, roll," Meg said, smacking him on the arm ukranian preteen pix as she stifled club seventeen preteen a yawn of her own. Justin blinked, tearing his eyes off of me. He'd been staring at me for about a minute, but I was staring at my cards and pretending not to notice. "You're about to lose Kamuchatka.""I don't even know where that is," Justin sighed, shaking his head."I don't think it still exists," I said, patting him on the shoulder."You guys could just all give up and admit I won," Pete said, looking at the huge spread of preteen panties pic countries he controlled. Justin rolled and lost, and we all groaned as Pete moved more armies relentlessly forward."I have class in the morning," Julie sighed from the couch, where she was watching with her head propped up on one arm. "Couldn't we just, like, call a UN summit and surrender to him?""Fine," I sighed, pushing my chair back. "I surrender.""Quitters," Meg said, watching as Justin pushed his chair back as well. Pete smirked at her. "Don't expect me to give in.""Meg, even if we split their countries, I'll still win," he said. "Go out gracefully.""I'm counting this as a tie," she said, standing. She looked at me as I began to carry plates to the sink. "Do japan preteen schoolgirls you guys need help cleaning up?""No, no," I said, shaking my head as Justin began to carefully return all the different colored army pieces to their plastic boxes. "It's late. You guys get home, and Justin and I'll get this.""OK," Julie said, pulling herself up off of underground preteen snuff the couch as Pete handed her jacket to her.The three of them walked toward the door, watching Justin box up the game as I cleared off the table, and they all had the same smirk on. I'd kill to be on the ride home with them. We waved them off as they told us goodnight, and Justin walked around blowing out candles and straightening the living room as I did the last of the dishes. When I was done, I went into the bathroom and got ready for bed, figuring that Justin would be folding out the couch by now, and was surprised to see him waiting for me outside the door with his toothbrush. I assumed he was running a little behind, and didn't give it a thought as I stripped down to my boxers and climbed into bed. The bedroom was pretty dark with all the curtains pulled, but I could still tell that Justin was flicking off all the lights in funlumpkinsable preteens the loft, and I jumped a little when he opened the bedroom door and closed russaim preteen model it behind him."Justin?" I whispered, feeling the bed move as he pulled the sheets down and slid into the other side."The couch bed is uncomfortable," he whispered, sliding over. I felt his bare chest against my back as he slid an arm around me and nuzzled his face against the back of my neck for a second, making a low hum of contentment."Justin," I began again, not really moving. His legs brushed against mine, long and firm, and I could feel his breath on my back. I felt the need, again, to protest, even as I thought about how good he felt against me, and how he'd looked earlier, dancing with me. "I'm not your boyfriend.""I know," he whispered, snuggling in closer. He wasn't hard, but I could feel the warm lump of his cock against my ass, covered by my boxers and his briefs. "I don't have a boyfriend.""I don't want to hurt you, Justin," I whispered."Then don't," he answered, kissing the back of my neck.I didn't move, and didn't say porn preteen picture anything, and he did it again, following his lips with his tongue. I lay against him, feeling his hand cradling me, as he licked across the nape of my neck in short little strokes, just feather touching my skin with his tongue. His body moved against me while he did this, not a lot, but mine seemed hypersensitive to pre teen hairstyles it, feeling every shift of muscle under his velvet skin, and my body began to move back against him as he continued to rain kisses across my neck and the tops of my shoulders. His hands were both on my now, trailing up and down my torso, brushing and caressing, preteen bbs message but neither of us spoke. I gasped as I felt him working at my neck now, and I pressed back, my spine arching, as he began to nibble at my ear.I sighed, letting his hands move me, and then I was on my back and Justin was gay preteen pics over me, holding my head in his hands, bringing his mouth down to mine. The two upskirt preteen girl of us were making little noises now, urgent sighs and sounds, as our tongues fought together. Like the last time we'd done this, Justin was kissing me so hard I thought my mouth would bruise, preteen girl masturbating and I wondered if he threw himself head on alli model preteen into everything in his life like this. My hands roamed up and down his back as he kissed me, pulling off of my mouth to drop his head down to my neck again, using his face to turn nymphet preteen bbs mine from side to side so that he could attack both sides of my neck at once. masturbation preteen video My hands slid down his spine, feeling him grind himself against me. He was definitely hard now, his cock a throbbing spike in his briefs, thrusting against my own, and I felt a sticky kiss on my stomach as his head popped out from under the waistband.Justin squealed into my mouth as I grabbed his ass, squeezing him hard through his briefs, and began to thrust against me even harder. He babysitter preteen tossed his head back, his short hair catching the bare fraction of light peeking in through the windows from outside, and I began to suck and bite at his neck as I kneaded his ass, feeling it harden and flex as he moved atop me. I slid my hands off of it for a second, long enough preteen panties nonude to press my fingers under the waistband of his briefs and put my hands back on the real preteen illegal tgp thing, cupping him with my palms, feeling the hot muscle under his smooth skin. Justin's hips jerked against me when he felt me touch him, and my fingers pre teen labia slid into his crack, the tip of one brushing over his hole as he gasped, a sharp, high pitched whine. Like the last time, every spot where I touched him seemed to bring a different noise, a different urgent little sound, and I wanted to hear them all.Justin brought his head down to mine again, and I felt his nn preteen gymnasts firm, silky lips slide over my cheek before they fastened onto my mouth. With all the sighing and noises we were breathing into each other, drowning in each other, and somehow that turned me on even more. young preteen beauty Justin pulled my hands away from him, dipping his tongue in to run cindy preteen serie it over my teeth, exploring the geography of my mouth, forums preteen boy and I ran my hands up and down his arms, feeling them shift as he peeled off his briefs. Justin grabbed his cock with one hand, looking down for a second as he held my head with the other, keeping my mouth firmly attached to his, and then he slid forward, maneuvering his throbbing cock through the flap in my boxers. I felt it push slickly over mine, rubbing against it, our shafts sliding over each other, and I grabbed Justin's ass again, pulling him against me.Justin was grunting now, little high pitched whimpers, as he writhed against me, our cocks trapped together in my boxers, both of them slick with precum. Sweat beaded up on Justin's shoulders, smoothing the passage of my hands, and his kisses grew more and more urgent, his tongue invading my mouth as his hips drove forward. I felt brazilian preteen sites myself tightening up, getting close, and knew that I wanted us to go together, or at least as close to it as possible. I managed to sneak a finger between our mouths, and Justin sucked at it greedily, trying to swallow it. Pulling my hand away, I plunged my spit slickened finger into his ass, and he let out a sharp squeal as I explicit preteen models pushed it forward toward his preteen underwaer moldel prostate. Finding his button, I pressed hard, sucking his tongue into my mouth at the same time, and Justin locked up above me. His chest flexed, his legs bucked, and his pedoland illegal preteen hips jerked hard against me as I felt sticky wetness fill the front of my boxers. He managed to catch my ear again, preteen models lists biting at the lobe hard, and I felt myself push over the edge, illegale preteen child too.Justin panted against me, his body a warm heavy weight as he pressed me down into the mattress."God, Justin," I panted, my hands still on his ass."Shhh," he whispered, kissing me again.Justin shifted a little, feeling around the bed for his briefs. When he found them, he pulled back, his softening cock best preteen pussy sliding out the front of my boxers, and he cleaned himself off with his briefs, shuddering at his own touch. I figured he was one of those guys who got really sensitive right after they shot, and watched him as I caught my breath. The bedroom smelled warm, of sweat and sex, but it was a good smell, and I lifted my hips as he pulled at my boxers. Still using his briefs, he cleaned me off as best he could, and then threw both pairs off the edge of the bed. Pulling the sheet up, he curled an arm around me again, spooning himself against my back, and his other hand preteens models cuties played in my hair, almost petting me."Good night," he whispered, his breath a soft sigh on my bare shoulder."Night, Justin," I answered, drifting off before I could regret anything.In the morning I preteen romanian models was up first, sliding out of bed as Justin whimpered and reached for my spot. He was just preteens ptreteens starting to stir when I got out of the shower, and I patted his shoulder and pulled the sheet back up, but not without taking a second to lift it a little and savor the view. Sure he followed me cute preteen model around like a lost puppy. Sure he lived thousands of miles away. Sure he was too young, and too impulsive, and everything else. It didn't change the fact that he lola boy preteen was beautiful, and that I could stare at him, at the tanned expanse of all the skin and muscle, for hours. These weren't the hours for it, though, because I was needed downstairs. I managed to make it about five minutes before Michelle, saving myself from renewed taunting."Sorry I couldn't make it last night," she said, flipping on the coffee pots."We missed you," I said, shrugging. "It was a good time.""It must have been," Michelle said, straightening her counter as I put the chairs down. "You're practically glowing. Are you ok?""I think I am," I answered. I didn't feel half as guilty about fooling around with Justin again, and the whole store just seemed kind of sunny and bright today. Michelle eyed me speculatively, framing her question, and I cut her off. "No, I'm not with Justin. We're friends.""Hey, I didn't ask," she said, holding up her hands. "You guys must be some friends, though. I'm your friend, and I've never preteens pubic hair gotten marks on my neck like that from you."My hand flew up preteen swallow galleries to my neck and I realized I'd forgotten to wear a turtleneck again."Busted," Michelle sighed happily, turning to the first customer.Justin completely didn't help when he came down. As soon as he saw me he blushed and looked away."Hi," he said, glancing at me and then back at his hands."Good morning," I answered, fighting the urge to giggle. It was hard to get mad at him when I felt myself doing the same thing he was."Good God," Michelle said, putting a coffeecup on the counter in front of him. "This is better than the Young and the Restless.""Hey!" Justin said, his head whipping around."Shut up, Michelle," I said, stomping up the stairs."And they call it, Puppy Love," Michelle sang, passing Justin the creamer. I thought again about how ridiculously overstaffed the store was. It could certainly use one less goth princess.The rest of the day was fairly quiet. Pete came in for the afternoon shift, but refrained from torturing preteen panthose models me with more speculative teasing. Michelle didn't say another word after the Young and the Restless comment, but russian preteen tpg I kept catching her watching Justin and I. For our part, the two of us gave each other a wide berth. Every time I looked up, though, no matter where I was in the store, I found Justin's eyes on me, and it made me feel a little uncomfortable. Every time he did something right he looked toward me, waiting for a compliment, as if proving to me that he could do it, wanting me to be proud of him for handling even the simplest of tasks. For all his good looks preteen modeling panties and success, I dog preteen pics was starting to figure out that Justin also had a little bit of an esteem problem. Maybe me telling him we couldn't be together was part of it, feeding it for him. After all, basically I was saying that he wasn't right for me, wasn't good enough, and he kept trying to prove it wrong.I was in the storeroom, looking for preteen pic slut a book that Pete swore was here, when Justin pushed past me, his eyes wide."Justin?" I said, catching his sleeve."Did you find it yet?" Pete asked, stepping into the doorway. He saw Justin shaking and stopped, looking back and forth between us. "Guys? What's wrong?""I don't know," I answered, turning newsgroup pre teen back to Justin. Justin's face was white, his bright blue naughty nn preteens eyes huge and panicked. I put my hand on his shoulder. models preteen nude "Justin?""What's going on?" Michelle asked, leaning in next to Pete. "Why are we all in the storeroom?""Chris is outside," Justin said weakly. I thought he might start to cry, and I pulled him against super young preteens me as Michelle and Pete both looked at me and strip tease preteen then back at Justin."Not me, you idiots," I said, holding him. Justin trembled against me, his heart hammering, and preteen xxs pics I realized that he was gasping, as if he couldn't breath. He was about to go into a full scale panic attack. "Chris from his band.""I saw him through the window," Justin whispered, his chest hitching. "He was looking at a paper, and looking at the sign."The bell over the thailand preteen pic front door jingled.***To be continued.
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