[Fiction] A New Life: Two 15 Year Old Boys on a sexual adventure.

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Hey Guys,

This is my first story and believe me, it's a long one. It follows the lives of two fifteen year old best friends who's social status changes as they explore many sexual activities. Experimenting with guys and girls and exposing their feelings and desires. These two dudes become new people as their adventures continue.

This story is gonna be long. It has four chapters with various parts each. The first chapter explains the character and introdues the story in a hetrosexual life. It also has no truth or dare element in it, but do not worry. Truth or Dare will play a major role in later chapters, especially when the guys have a sleepover with a difference.

I've put a lot of time into this story to try and make it detailed and interesting. It is supposed to be a good read, perhaps at some points not the most sexually exciting, but at others it will be. The story shows the range of emotions the average teenage boy goes throw and the battle between curiosity for guys and urges for girls.

I hope it will be a good quality story and you will enjoy reading it.

All feedback is welcome, and you can e-mail ([email protected]) or PM with suggestions.

Thanks,

-Nude Dude-

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The smell rose up, and Carl smiled. He was ready. After 30 minutes of showering, changing and applying countless beauty products, Carl was finally ready. “This is the night”, he thought to himself as he walked to his bedside table and picked up his phone and wallet. “Tonight, I will finally find a girl and feel a breast”. Even at this thought, his recently cleaned penis awoke and began to rise. It pushed against Carl’s boxers, urging to be released. Carl looked back into the mirror, had a quick smell and walked out of his room, a smile spread across his face.

Carl was a 15-year-old teenager living in Dubai. He was popular, attractive and had recently acquired a muscular build. Despite his looks, he had never managed to have a serious relationship with any girl. He had always been regarded as a sweet, kind and sensitive boy and was slightly ignored by most girls. Tonight was the first time in four years he had been invited to a ‘cool people’s’ party. It had all started when Carl loaned his towel to Jake, the school stud one swimming lesson.

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Jake was the enemy of all boys in our year. He was the height of popularity, the most muscular, the most attractive and also the most feared. He was big, strong and was an all round rebel. This bully façade was immediately destroyed that one swimming lesson.

Every week Carl had one lesson of swimming. Compared to previous schools he had been to, Carl considered these swimming lessons to be purely educational. Upon entry to the changing rooms, no one whipped you with a towel or pulled down your trousers, exposing your shame to the entire class, it was simply, get in, get changed, get out. Carl always felt slightly aroused when he saw his muscular class mates slide into the pool, showing off strong chests and bulging abs, and Speedos. The start of the year saw Carl glare in jealousy as his abs were hidden under an entirely flat, undeveloped layer of skin. It had taken six months of hard, daily exercise to reach a level of fitness that was not far under Jake. Now, Carl gave a glare of comparison, not at the abs, but at the budging Speedos.

Each lesson went quickly, and soon the time came to shower and change. Carl was now in Year 11 at school, and the boys had taken to showering naked. This scared Carl. The boys that stared it were Jake and his crowd. They walked into the changing rooms, pulled of their Speedos and sported 6” (non-erect) penises, larger than normal. The other boys in Jakes crowd have been known to take steroids and other drugs to match Jakes perfect build. The other boys in the class, scared to reveal their cats to the lion, simple change in the cubicles and rush out. By the time the ‘Jake Crowd’ have finished with their show, most of the class have changed and left.

That one special lesson, Carl came out of the cubicle about to leave for his next lesson when Jake walked up to him, soaking wet, entirely naked, his penis now erect. Carl was suddenly very afraid, scared he was about to get turned to mince, and however, what happened next shocked him.

“Sorry mate”, came a calm, gentle voice, which turned out to be Jake’s, “I’ve forgotten my towel today, I was wondering if I could borrow yours, it would be a great favour.”

“Sure”, Carl replied. Taken aback by the nature of Jake’s character. He handed over the towel and watched as Jake rubbed his body with the towel. Carl saw the towel rest on his dick as Jake dried his chest. Once Jake had finished he handed the towel back to Carl.

“Thanks so much mate, I owe you one, made my day a whole lot easier”, Jake said. He turned around and picked up his boxers and pulled them on. Carl turned around to leave, when suddenly.

“Hey emmm…what’s your name?”, said the voice of Jake.

Carl turned round and replied “Carl”.

“Right, Carl, how’d you fancy coming to a party, nothing special, just a get together of a few people in our year?”, Jake asked, with a truly genuine tone in his voice.

“Sure, that’d be great!” Carl replied, surprised at Jake’s generosity and kindness.

“No problem, I’ll Facebook you the details.”

That was the invite that changed Carl’s social life forever. No more would he be a face in the background, from tonight onwards, he would be a member of the popularity circle.

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wow im loving this story so far... i can see it being very good... Keep the good work up mate

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Sorry for the late update, I was sorta waiting for it to become a bit more popular, but it's fine. Hope your enjoying it. I'm gonna put the next part up.

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The doorbell rang. Carl ran downstairs and over to the door. He shouted back to his mother.

“Mum, Sam’s here, I’m leaving now”, and without a reply he pulled open the door and stepped out. It was hot tonight, before even taking a step he started to sweat. Outside stood Sam, Carl’s friend from the after school ski club, Sam was on the edge of the popularity circle, swapping between the ‘cool crowd’ and the ‘warm crowd’. Tonight, Sam had also been invited and lived close to Carl so they decided to go together. Over the past six months of skiing they had gotten to know each other quite well so the journey became another one of their long perverted talks about female genitalia, or putting a condom on a horse.

Together, they walked around to the bus stop, which was behind Carl’s house, then they go on the bus and it took them to the metro station. The whole time, despite the strange conversation, Carl could not forget that tonight he was going to a cool party and that he would be talking to, dancing with, touching, holding or grabbing some of the hottest girls in the year. Carl’s penis hadn’t slept the whole time since his bedroom. The only thought that entered Carl’s mind was the feel of a warm, squishy, round breast that would be in his hands in a number of hours.

They arrived at the metro station; it was dark, around six in the evening. They stepped inside the cool air-conditioned station. The sweat that covered Carl’s body suddenly turned icy. His penis, now frozen, went back to sleep.

Sam and Carl walked over to the escalator and up to the main station, they passed through the gate without a word and they proceeded to the platform and waited for the train to pull in.

Nervously, Carl asked Sam, “So, what are these parties like then, and more importantly, who goes to them?”

Sam looked at him and Carl knew it was a look of questioning; Sam was looking into Carl’s mind wondering what he was thinking, his reply obviously proved the answer.

“Yes, there will be lots of slightly drunk, very horny hot girls” Sam replied, a smile crawling up his face. At this comment, Carl’s penis awoke suddenly. Blood rushed in, and the sudden urge to whip it out right there and wank on the metro was so great., but he controlled himself. Carl adjusted slightly to deal with this new erection.

Over then next 20 minutes they got off at the Mall of the Emirates station and boarded a second bus destined for Al Barsha 2. Carl had become worryingly nervous as the bus went round another corner and Sam said, “This is our stop”. They got off and went out to the heat again. They were in a long street. One side was full of huge, extravagant villas, the other was nothing but desert. It was a strange sight, however they walked further up the street and Carl listened as Sam spoke.

“I’ve only been once but I’m sure it is just up here”. After about 10 steps, Carl could hear the music. He looked up and saw that maybe the 10th villa along had some flashing lights and the sound of people shouting and dancing to the music. Carl nervously asked Sam…

“Sam, whose house is this anyway?”

“Its Jake’s”, Sam replied, unknowingly sending a wave of fear up Carl’s back. This was one of Jake’s parties. Jake’s parties were know to be the best, the craziest and the most dangerous. They continued to walk and they soon approached the large gate. The music was now very loud and the sounds of many voices rose to Carl’s ears. This was it. No turning back. The party had begun.

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They walked inside. Immediately the sight of the hottest girls in the year dancing erotically in front of Carl destroyed any nerves he had. As they walked in, Carl pulled his eyes away from the girls and looked around to see so many people from his year, people he had seen but never dare speak to him were here, people from other schools, people from other countries, there were hundreds of people here.

Carl cautiously followed Sam into the entrance of the house. Carl completely neglected the garden as it was covered in people, all dancing and sporting a red plastic cup. At the entrance Sam walked in through the open front door to see the vast entrance hall that on a good day would be a kingdom of elegance and royalty, but on this night it was full of tipsy teens, spilt snacks and a magnitude of mess. However they continued to walk until they reached the kitchen where the surfaces were coated with crap. Thousands of those red plastic cups covered the kitchen, the majority in neat stacks, but a few hundred littered the floors and surfaces, usually accompanied by a sticky mess of spilt drink. Along the side there were also several large bowls of colourful liquid and also a cornucopia of bottles of all different genres. There were spirits, beers, soft drinks, and so much more. The mess of this place shocked Carl. Not only were the drinks in disorder, but the food was crushed and spread around all the surfaces, generally glued to the sticky mess of spilt drinks. It was a fearsome sight, but however Sam went up and took a bottle of a light beer and handed it to me. We then went outside through the kitchen door and immediately back into the party. Outside, they immediately bumped into Jake who was passionately kissing an extremely hot girl. He pulled up and spotted Carl and Sam. He walked over.

“Chris, glad you could make it”, Jake said. Carl suddenly filled with rage and jealousy. Jake couldn’t even remember his name and he was able to suck the face off one of god’s angels. Carl suddenly decided that before the night ends, he too would have a taste of heaven.

Sam and Carl walked round to the front of the house where the real party was. They gulped down their beers and joined in the dancing. Starting at the end of the circle they slowly worked in to the middle where the hot girls were dancing. It took 30 minutes of dancing before they reached the centre and then the party really started.

Carl had lost his nerves and gained an uneasy sense of confidence. As he danced his heart out he analysed every girl with his eyes. Each one was a different level of hot, but each made Carl want to orgasm every time he saw them. His dick was on the verge of eruption as he watched them move their hips with such grace and shake their ass’s with such strength. The heat and the sweat only made them look more beautiful, the temperature made them take off their clothes to stay cool. The sweat made their tanned skin shine. They danced so effortlessly, not knowing every time they moved their asses a possible baby would jump up Carl’s penis and slowly creep back down again, only to jump back up again only a few seconds later.

This party was like private porn. These super hot girls shaking there, hot, sweaty, sexy bodies right in front of him. Then, from across the dance floor, Michelle looked straight at him.

[daremaster118]

sounds great ... keep up the good story .. nothing wrong with it so far