[Fiction] 4 boys sleepover

[NoraazXD]

Hello! I'm new to getdare and this is my first story, so bear with me.
As you probably guessed from the title, the story is about 4 boys having a sleepover. It is mostly fiction, though some parts may be based on real experiences. Please give me feedback, I am eager to hear people's opinions.

Characters:
Joe
Height: average-ish
Build: medium build, slightly muscular
Eyes: blue
Hair: brown

Mike
Height: short
Build: skinny, but still kinda muscular
Eyes: deep-blue
Hair: dirty-blonde

Sam
Height: average-ish
Build: medium build and muscular
Eyes: brown
Hair: black

Tom
Height: tall
Build: skinny, but somehow very muscular
Eyes: light-brown
Hair: dark-brown

I am specifically leaving the details vague and leaving out age so that you can create your own picture of the characters. If you really want more details let me know, and I'll be happy to provide them.
So here I go.


Part 1
A distant boom reverberated through the night and the ground shook as another plane loosed its supply of bombs. Joe crawled through the dirt and dust on his belly, his face smeared with grease and his uniform ragged and torn. He reached the crest of the hill he had was climbing and heaved a deep breath. Just beyond lay the enemy outpost, and it was critical it be destroyed. He reached down to his belt, grabbing a grenade and pulling out the pin. He raised his head up to get a better view, cocked his arm back, and...

BOOM! "OH YEEEEAH!!!" yelled Sam. "I... got... a... NO-SCOPE!!!!" and he launched into song.
"Damn it to hell!" swore Joe. "How the fuck does he keep doing that?"
"I know, that's like the tenth time tonight," said Tom, as Sam continued to sing in the background.
"Well, when you think about, playing this game is really all he ever does," replied Mike. "Well, that and wha-"
"Sam, will you please shut the fuck up?!" interrupted Tom. "My god its like hanging out with an three-year-old."

As you can see from the above paragraph, the four boys were very tight. They had known each other for years, having gone to the same school, and remained close friends, despite the occasional bouts of immaturity and death threats that followed.
Tonight they were at Joe's house, having one of their frequent sleepovers, and now it was nearly 11:00 at night. This, however, did not even remotely effect the boys, due mostly to the large amount of soda's they continued to consume as the night wore on.

"NERF FIGHT!!!" yelled Sam, tiring of boasting and instead pulling a sizable full-auto nerf gun from under a pillow.
"Shit!" The cry was echoed as the rest of the boys dived for and the air filled with darts and the sound of maniacal laughter.
The surprise did not last long as Joe and Mike grabbed their own guns and started returning fire. Tom, on the other hand, chose a more direct approach, and as Sam shifted towards the other two boys he leapt from behind a couch and slammed right into Sam, knocking him to the ground.
The two wrestled for a moment, but Tom was stronger and ended up standing behind Sam holding his arms behind his back and locking his legs together.
"Shoot him!" yelled Tom, and Joe and Mike obliged, bringing their weapons to bear on Sam at close range.

Now it would be helpful to add at this point that these nerf guns had been modified in a highly time-consuming and patent-violating manner, which basically means they hurt. A lot.

Finally, after emptying several clips, Sam surrendered. Tom released him, and he promptly fell over.
"Ah," he groaned. "That hurt." He lifted up his shirt, revealing a well toned chest covered in small red bruises. (Like I said, the darts hurt)
The others were silent for a moment, then Joe started cracking up, managing to wheeze out, "you... look like... you're covered... in poka-dots!"
Toma and Mike began laughing as well, and soon after Sam joined in, having managed to stand up and move over to a mirror.
After several minutes the boys fell silent, and as they looked around at each other they all thought the same thing.
"All right, what are we gonna do now?" asked Mike, finally speaking.
"Well," replied Joe, "we could always..."

TO BE CONTINUED


Well, that's part 1. It's just a start, but let me know what you think and I'll work on getting the next part up as soon as I can!


Disclaimer: I will do my best to post new parts to the story as fast as I can, but (as I'm sure the other writers out there know) that's easier said than done.

[nuditydudity]

That was a very well written opening. I loved it! Hooray for new stories!
I think that the detail you have given so far has been great, and looking forward to reading the next part of the story!
Nudity

[alienguy10]

Nice story so far Noraaz!
Haha I love nerf guns =D

[NoraazXD]

Working on the next part, hopefully will have it up by tonight.
Thanks for the feedback!

alienguy - I love nerf guns too. W00t!!

[lilysmaster]

Great story so far keep up the good work.

[NoraazXD]

Part 2, as promised. Already working on part 3, but as I have to go to school (unfortunately) the next part will probably not be out until next weekend.
Enjoy, and let me know what you think!

Part 2

"We could always watch a movie," Suggested Joe.
"Booooo!!" yelled Sam.
"I think what Sam is trying to say is that nobody is really in the mood to watch a movie," said Mike.
"Wait, I have an idea," said Tom, running towards the stairs. "I'll be right back!" And so he was a minute later, a dvd box clutched tightly in his hands.
"I swear, Tom, if this is another Disney movie I'm gonna fucking kill you," Joe threatened jokingly."
"Very funny," replied Tom. "But it's way better than that."
He held up the container to reveal - Cheerleaders Gone Wild.
"Sweet!" shouted Sam. "I totally take back my 'Booooo,' Joe. This is the best fucking idea you've had all night."
"I know, right!" said Tom. "I nicked it from my dad's room."
"What, and you've been holding onto it so you could watch it with us?" asked a skeptical Mike.
"Mike, nobody cares," answered Sam, clearly missing the underlying question. "Can we please just watch the movie?"

Now, hearing Sam say 'please' was about as rare as spotting a yellow-bellied sap-sucker, so without any hesitation Tom loaded the movie into the dvd player and the film began playing on the 50" plasma screen TV.

According to the box, Cheerleaders Gone Wild was an adult film that strove to capture the behind-the-scenes life of a group of cheerleaders and provided numerous metaphors for the sex-crazed feelings that perpetuate much of America. Needless to say, this was lost on the boys as they watched scene after scene of cheerleaders in various stages of nudity run around, passionately making out and sucking on the dicks of any man who happened to come through.
It did not take long before all four boys had their hands down their pants, furiously pumping away at their cocks despite the limitation of movements caused by pants.
Eventually the movie reached a scene where three large football players were pounding a hot brunette with very large breasts wearing nothing but a short skirt. She was moaning loudly through the dick in her mouth, and then began to gag and couch as she was deep-throated and cum began dripping out of her mouth. At this point, Joe let out a loud moan and immediately got up and ran into the bathroom. The rest of the boys were too occupied to even chuckle, and soon after they were rushing off, one by one, to finish up.

Tom leaned over the toilet, breathing hard, having just cum and now feeling very conflicted. He had whacked off to porn before, but had always focused on the women. This time, though, he had been almost distracted by some of the men, their strong chests and large cocks. And just thinking about how his friends had been jacking themselves caused his now limp penis to twitch noticeably.
Tom had always considered himself straight, but now he was confused. He wasn’t sure if was attracted to men, and he was even less sure how his friends would react. Deciding to try and forget about for now, he pulled his pants back up and went back to join the boys.

To be Continued


Disclaimer: I will do my best to post new parts to the story as fast as I can, but (as I'm sure the other writers out there know) that's easier said than done.

[nuditydudity]

Great installment. I really like this story and am looking forward to more! Whenever that ends up being! Don't try to rush it, otherwise the quality won't be as good. But do keep writing!! YAY for an awesome story!

[NoraazXD]

Hooray! English teacher in Los Angeles + incompetent substitute = extra hour to do homework. As is such, I have written up the next chapter a whole 5 DAYS EARLY!!! Bonus: A new character, and it's even a bit longer than usual!
So let's all give a hearty cheer for failures in educational planing and enjoy the next chapter of the story!

New Character!
Derek
Height: rather tall
Build: like Arnold Schwarzenegger (but not even a fraction as cool)
Eyes: black
Hair: black

Part 3

By the time Tom returned it was just after 2:00am, and after another hour of videogames the boys decided to call it a night.
As they climbed into their sleeping bags and quickly fell asleep, Mike just lay there, wide awake, thinking about what had happened. He knew he was bi, but nobody else did, and being in the same room with his friends while they all jacked off had really turned him on. The boys had never really seen each other naked, just in underwear, except for once when Mike had walked in on Tom masturbating. Tom had tripped over himself trying to get his pants off, but not before Mike had caught a glance of his dick. Just thinking about this started to make Mike hard, and his hand unconsciously made its way into his boxers and to his cock. The two boys had never spoken about what happened, moving past the awkwardness quickly and forgetting about it. Well, almost forgetting about, thought Mike, as he played with his dick.
As much as Mike wanted to move further with his friends, he was afraid of what they might think of him and so resolved to wait and see what would happen. Not long after reaching that decision Mike closed his eyes, slowly drifting off to a sleep full of dreams of what could be.

The next day, which happened to be the bane of the weekend (Sunday), the boys awoke to the delicious smells off fruit, cereal, toast, and bacon and eggs (or a ‘fry-up,’ for those of you hailing from England). After hungrily eating all food provided, the boys went their separate ways with the heavy heads that usually accompany those on their way to do homework.

The rest of Sunday passed in a blur and before they knew it the boys were up and off to school. That semester they did not have any classes together before lunch, and so it was not until around 12:30 that the boys actually saw each other.
Having collected his lunch (chicken cutlets, mashed potatoes and lemonade, if you happened to care), Mike made his way through the crowd toward the boys’ favorite table. But luck was not with him, for on his way there he ran into Derek.
Now, if you read Derek’s description (if for some reason you didn’t, now would be a good time) you can see that he is massive. And, like many massive characters in these types of stories, he is a bully.

So, when Derek moved to block his path, Mike just sighed and prepared himself for the trouble about to come. For while Mike could certainly hold his own against Derek, for a bit, at least, Derek’s parents were both very powerful people in the school hierarchy (meaning they donated a ton of money), which meant that Derek could get out of almost any trouble. This was good for him, since otherwise he probably would have been expelled more times than Lindsey Lohan has been arrested.
Anyhow, when Derek came over Mike realized there was no reason to fight, and so when Derek ‘accidentally’ bumped into Mike, knocking his tray and causing lemonade to spill on his pants.
“Oops, sorry Mike,” said Derek in a tone that clearly indicated he was not sorry at all. “Haha, you pee yourself or something?” And with that, Derek pushed pass Mike, causing the rest of his food to fall on the floor.
Joe and Tom, seeing this from the table, rose angrily, but Mike shook his head to indicate it was not worth it and simply turned back to get more food, ignoring the laughing at his pants. When he finally did get to the table, he sat down and began trying to wipe up the lemonade. It was at this point he noticed what else was wrong.
“Hey, my phone is missing!” exclaimed Mike. “Dammit, Derek must have swiped it before!”
“Hold on,” said Tom. “I just got a text… It’s from Derek!” And he passed his phone over to Mike. The text went something like this:
mike, I stol ur phone & if u wanit bak meet me behind school @ 7 or il send porn pics 2 every1 in ur contacts. Haha! Derek
Attached to the text, for good measure, were a variety of porn shots, from bondage to incest to gay porn. (If you don’t utterly hate Derek at this point, I’ll add in that his favorite movie of all time is, lets see, how about “Troll 2”)
“That dick!” shouted Sam as the phone was passed around.
“I know, man. There are so many people on that phone,” said Mike worriedly. “Parents, grandparents, teachers, you guys’ parents.” He counted them out on his fingers. “If Derek sends that text out I’ll be in so much trouble!
“Dude, we have to do something,” said Joe, knowing how much trouble they would all get in if those pictures reached their parents.
“But what?” asked Tom, voicing the same thought they all had.
“I don’t know,” said Mike ominously. “Bet we better figure it out soon.”

To be Continued


Disclaimer: I will do my best to post new parts to the story as fast as I can, but (as I'm sure the other writers out there know) that's easier said than done.

[immaeatu]

this keeps getting better and better :P
but u said Drake in the beginning of one of the last paragraphs so i was a bit confused, but i understood it after.

[NoraazXD]

Thanks immaeatu! Fixed that problem and a couple others, but let me know if you guys find any more.
Next section should be up by this weekend (I've already started writing it, thank you snow day).
Lastly, some of you may be wondering why a story called "4 boys sleepover" has only involved a sleepover in 1 section. Rest assured, the sleepover will return. So, for those of you who are anally attentive to detail, I HAVE SPOKEN.

Thanks again for the review!

[Dylan xX]

Originally Posted by NoraazXD

Thanks immaeatu! Fixed that problem and a couple others, but let me know if you guys find any more.
Next section should be up by this weekend (I've already started writing it, thank you snow day).
Lastly, some of you may be wondering why a story called "4 boys sleepover" has only involved a sleepover in 1 section. Rest assured, the sleepover will return. So, for those of you who are anally attentive to detail, I HAVE SPOKEN.

Thanks again for the review!

Heh. You said anal

I like it a lot dude. Nice attention to detail for the most part.

Keep it up bro.

-Dylsterr

(PS: Keep it up - Wasn't talking about the story )

[immaeatu]

LMFAOOOO!!!! anally attentive xD
well i guess i am fairly anally attentive then lawwllll

[NoraazXD]

To those of you following this story;
I would like to apologize for my lack of an update. I promised one last weekend and as of this point I will probably not have the next part for another week. I have been swamped with schoolwork including a massive paper talking far longer than I would like. Due to my wish to keep up the quality of my writing, I will continue to take my time and post the next part as soon as I can. Thanks for your patience!

NoraazXD

immaeatu - a little anal attention is good, if you know what I mean XD

[immaeatu]

looll!!! i think i do ;D

[NoraazXD]

"Victory, oh sweet victory, thy name hath such a lovely ring!"
At last, the next part, better late than never! Besides, who actually does homework anymore? XD
Mostly just plot development, but I promise the next part gets good.

Part 4

That night, at about 6:45pm, Mike stealthily walked from his room, down the stairs, through the kitchen and out the back door of his house. From here he hopped on his bike and rode the short distance to his school. There he waited until, at exactly 7:02, Derek appeared out of the evening gloom.
“Good, you came,” sneered Derek. “Now listen up. Unless you want me to send those picture, you’re gonna have to do a few things for me.”
“Like what?” asked Mike with a sinking feeling in his stomach.
“For starters, you’re going to…” Derek paused. “What was that?!” he exlaimed, swinging around to look into the trees.
“I didn’t hear anything,” responded Mike, looking unnerved.
“Oh, it must’ve just be the wind,” said Derek, looking around once again. “Well, anyways, I want you to go to Mr. Hoffner’s class and steal a copy of tomorrow’s test for me.” Derek grinned.
“No way!” exclaimed Mike. “That could get me in huge trouble!”
“Well then, I guess I’ll just have to send out those pictures,” retorted Derek, pulling out Mike’s phone.
“Wait!” interrupted Mike. “Fine. Fine. I guess I don’t have any other choice”

Meanwhile, in the bushes, three shadows crouched, waiting.
“Achoo!” went one of the shadows, sneezing violently.
“What was that?!” cried a voice.
“I didn’t hear anything,” a second voice nervously answered.
The two voices quieted down again, and no more words could be discerned until, rather loudly, the second voice said “I guess I don’t have any other choice.”
“That’s the signal!” whispered one of the shadows, and with that all three abruptly stood up and charged.

“Raaaaaah!!!” came the shared war cry as three figures burst through the trees.
“What the…!?” exclaimed Derek as Joe, Sam and Tom tackled him to the ground.
There was an intense scuffle as the four boys fought. Punches and kicks were thrown, shoulders and elbows were slammed, groans were heard as various attacks connected. Tom kneed Derek in the balls, hard, and he collapsed. In a moment though, he was up, yelling furiously, punching Sam so hard he doubled over and picking up Joe and throwing him a good eight feet, where he collapsed. Tom and Derek circled each other, twitching, trying to force the other to move first. Until…
“ Hold it, Derek,” said the as-of-now-forgotten Mike. He stood there, feet planted firmly on the ground, arms extended, a large handgun in his grasp. The muzzle was pointed at Derek.
Derek slowly raised his hands, glaring as Tom helped up Sam so both of them could grab Derek’s arms. Joe crawled over, wheezing.
“I got the phone,” he gasped, pulling himself to his feet. “I’m okay.”
“What do you guys say we get a picture for ourselves,” asked Mike, grinning evilly. “Joe?”
Joe pulled out a camera, and, walking over to Derek, harshly pulled his pants down to reveal… a pair of glow in the dark Aquaman underpants.
“Nice shorts!” exclaimed Joe, moving back and snapping off a few pictures.
Derek struggled, but Tom and Sam held him tight, despite nearly falling over laughing.
“Dude,” said Sam, taking deep breaths, “Aquaman? Really? He’s like, the worst superhero EVER!”
“Now we have a little incentive for you to stay out of our way, unless you want the whole school to know your choice of underwear,” taunted Mike. “Okay guys, let’s go.”
Tom and Sam released Derek, who tripped and fell back, his pants still around his ankles.
“Oh, and one other thing,” said Mike, and, lowering the gun to point directly at Derek’s chest, pulled the trigger.
There was a bang, followed by a yelp of surprise and pain from Derek, as an air-soft bullet hit him right beside the heart.
The four boys laughed, walking away and leaving a stunned Derek lying in the dirt.
“You know, in this light it really foes look pretty real,” chuckled Joe, taking the gun.
Finally, Derek regained his voice enough to shout, “I’ll get you little bastards for this! Mark my words, you’ll regret this!”
The boys just laughed again and, reaching their bikes, departed to their separate homes.

To be Continued


Sneak peek at part 5:
New Character!
Jess (female)
Height: a bit short
Build: a bit skinny, not really muscular
Eyes: hazel
Hair: jet-black


Disclaimer: I will do my best to post new parts to the story as fast as I can, but (as I'm sure the other writers out there know) that's easier said than done.