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WARNING:
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involving love between two teenage boys, please do not read this story.
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Chapter 2
Michael
I woke up the next morning before Claude, which I had done almost everyday. I loved watching russian ukrainian nymphets
him wake up. I loved saying good morning and seeing him smile. I was hopelessly in love with him.
He stirred, opened his eyes and smiled.
"Good morning," I said smiling.
"Non, ne dites pas que `Good morning' indiquent bonjour."
"What?"
"Ne parlez pas anglais. Parlent français seulement!"
I finally twigged.
"Oh yeah it's Saturday," I muttered.
He shook his head.
"Well, how do I say it's Saturday?"
He smiled cuz I was getting a little annoyed.
" Écoutez moi(Listen to me)," he said softly pointing to me and to his ears, c'est Samedi(it's Saturday). Les jours de la semaine sont lundi, mardi mercredi, jeudi, vendredi, samedi Dimanche." He pointed to the calendar on my wall. (Days of the week)
"C'est Samedi?"
"Oui, c'est tres bien, mon ami, " he said then added, "Je t'aime."
I knew oui meant yes and mon ami means my friend. I guess that c'est tres bien meant very good. I looked a bit puzzled?
"Ce qui?" (What?)
"Je t'aime?"
He really blushed.
"Ah ha! Je t'aime," I said again and he blushed again.
"I didn't mean junior nymphets models to say that," he said looking a bit worried.
"What does je t'aime mean?"
"Nothing, it's it's just a, a saying." I had him. I knew better than that.
"Well, if you don't tell me then mon pere will. He speaks French fluently!" I said darting towards the door.
"Michael, NO! Please."
I stopped and turned. Claude looked like he was about to cry. He turned; lay back down on the bed face into the pillow. I quickly rushed to his bed and sat next to him.
"Claude, it's okay. I'm sorry. I don't need to know what it means. I'm really sorry."
"I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry." Tears were pouring from his eyes. I felt so bad because unwittingly I have hurt him. lovely nymphets top
My own tears began to fall. I couldn't take it any longer I couldn't stand to see him cry. "Please, please don't banned nymphets galleries cry I'm sorry Claude, I'm sorry I hurt you. I-I love you."
"What?" he said still with tears in his eyes.
OH SHIT! I told him I loved him. I said nothing. I froze. He said nothing for a few endless moments then a slight nymphet hq galleries smile crept onto his face and continued to grow.
"You love me?" he said softly.
I nodded.
"Je t'aime, Michael it means I love you."
My tears gushed at that point and I began to sob, I mean really sob. I hadn't cried like that ever. Claude cried too as he held me in an embrace.
"I never thought I'd ever meet someone like you that would love 14 yo nymphet girls me," I cried.
"Me too. Oh, Michael, I love you so much," he said and planted little kisses on my neck. I pulled my head back a bit. Looking into each other's eyes we both managed a smile. "I love you," he whispered as our lips touched and we shared our first kiss.
"Michael! Claude!" called my Dad from the kitchen, "Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes."
"Okay, Dad. We're up," I yelled back.
When we sat down at the table Dad said, "Well, I guess we'll move the stuff out of my office today so that Claude can have a room."
"Well, I was thinking, Dad, Claude and I are getting along fine and unless he wants his own room he's welcomed to stay in my room," I said then took a huge bite of pancakes and stuffed them in my mouth.
Dad looked at me, russian nymphets nn shook his head, and laughed, "Mikey, why do have to put the whole stack of pancakes in your mouth at once."
I just smiled.
"Claude, since he was small, I've tried to get him to take small bites of pancakes but he never does." Dad and Claude laughed. "So, Claude, do you want to share or your own room?"
"We get along very well, sir, so sharing is fine with me."
"Great! I wasn't looking forward to having all my office in my bedroom. So, what are you boys going to be doing today?"
"Well, I thought we'd bike ride over to the park and have a picnic. And maybe my dad would like to take us to the movie later."
"Sounds like a plan. What's showing?" asked Dad.
I got nymphets 15yo out the newspaper and read off the names, "'Predator', I'd like to see that, `Dirty Dancing' eh Oh, yeah `Lost Boys'! Vampires!"
"Yeah! That sounds good!" said Claude.
"Okay, see you guys here by five, we'll catch the seven thirty showing."
"Thanks, Dad."
"Thanks, Dad," said Claude. Dad smiled.
After breakfast Dad left to go grocery shopping while Claude and I cleaned up the kitchen. I made us some sandwiches and stuff for our picnic and we left.
Since this morning we hadn't kissed or said much about our feelings. I took my sketchpad with me because I wanted to do a sketch of Claude. I'm not the best artist in the world it's more like a hobby. I am fairly good but I russian nymphet pussy don't want to be an artist for a living.
We found a shady spot under an oak tree in the park that was pretty far away from others. Claude sat with his back against the tree. I sat a few feet away from him, got out my sketchpad and proceed to do my sketch.
"I love you Michael."
I couldn't help but smile. It made me feel so good, so happy to hear him say he loved me.
"I nn nymphet girl love you too. Have you ever had a boyfriend before?" Instantly I knew I was probing a tender heart one that had been hurt.
"Yes, last year. His name was Jean-Jacques. I thought he loved me and I thought I loved him. We had oral sex once and then he said he'd made a mistake, but worst than that he told everyone I was homosexual. Life was very difficult for me after that."
"Did you tell him that you loved him?"
"Funnily enough, I did not. I told him I liked him very much. I was, how you say, horny."
I smiled.
"What about you? Did you have a boyfriend?"
"No. You are the only person I have ever fallen in love with," I said coyly. He smiled.
"You know we are supposed to speaking in French."
"Well, yeah but let's start banned nymphets galleries
next Saturday. There's so much I want us to share today. I've never been in love before. When you said fresh and pink nymphets je t'aime meant I love you. I felt so happy. I cried so hard because I never thought love would happen it was such a relief to know that you loved me. It's sort of scary."
"Scary?"
"Yeah, what if you stop loving me? What if I'm not good enough or smart enough for you?"
"I will never stop loving you. Never. And you are perfect. You're funny, very smart, quick-witted I like that about you, but most of all you care about me."
"Do you think I'm handsome?" I asked, "You are extremely handsome."
"No. You are not handsome," he said smiling, "You are beautiful an angel would look ugly standing next to you,"
"You need glasses," I laughed.
"No, you need to nymphet models pics look in the mirror. The beautiful boy you see is you."
"Have you ever had sex with a girl?"
"No. Never. What about you?"
"No." I continued to sketch for a moment to build up the courage to ask him about sex. "What was oral sex with that boy like?"
"It was all right I guess. It feels nice. Better than," he made a jacking-off motion with his hand.
I sketched some more. "You know I watch you wake up every morning. I love that. So many times I, I almost kissed you. Did I kiss all right this morning? I never kissed anyone before like that."
"You know every night when we go to bed I imagine we are in the same bed and I am holding you in my arms while you fell asleep after we made love. I would - " he made a motion with his hand. "Did you you know?"
I giggled and blushed.
He blushed. I looked down and smiled, "I thought about you when I showered. Do you want to have sex with me?"
I looked up at him waiting for an answer.
"No. I want to make love with you. Michael, I love you. You are so special to banned nymphets galleries me. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I want to be a part of your life and you a part of my life, I don't want our sex to be just two horny teenagers getting physical pleasures. I want it to be so special."
I looked around. We were alone. I set my sketchpad nymphets 15yo down, moved forward and kissed Claude on the lips. The next thing I knew our tongues were dueling and he was on top of me in a passionate kiss.
When we broke the kiss both of us were nymphets top 50 hard as rocks as we scanned the area to make sure we hadn't been seen.
"I think right now I'm a horny teen. It feels so good you lying on top of me. I can feel you. You're hard and it feels tiny nymphets dark collection nice." He ground into me. I moaned he smiled. "If you do that again you're going to make me cum."
"Cum?" he questioned.
"Yeah, as in the white stuff coming out of my penis. It's called cum," I giggled, "That was your English lesson for today."
"You know I love the feel of your body and your hard penis against mine. I could lay here all day," he smile, free nymphet panty pics "But if someone saw us we'd be in trouble. So, my love," he gave me a quick kiss, "We'll have to wait until tonight." He got up off of me.
I wished we could have made love then and there. I went back to my sketching.
I finished my sketch but told Claude it wasn't finished and I wouldn't show it to him. I wanted to give it to him nicely framed. When we got home I showed it to Dad.
"Michael, I think this is the best you've ever done."
"Yeah, I want to frame it and give it to Claude."
"I think that would be very nice of you, son."
Dad said he would get it done later in the week. russian nymphets nn
We all went to Mc Donald's and then the movie. Claude and I saw Lost Boys and Dad saw another movie. Our movie was packed so we didn't get to smooch but we did hold hands part of the time. After the movie we went home Dad said he had some work to do. Claude and I watched HBO for a while. I fell asleep with my head in his lap. I think Claude did too because Dad had to wake us up to go to bed.
Of course by the time I got in bed I was wide-awake.
"Claude," I whispered.
"Yes."
"Can I give you a good night kiss?"
"Yes."
I got out of bed and when I got to his bed he opened the covers and I slid in next to him, kissed him on the cheek, said good night, giggled, got out of his bed and back into my own bed.
"You call that a kiss?" he asked.
"Not really," I replied getting out of my bed and returning to his bed. This time once I had gotten into his bed he wrapped his arms around me so I couldn't leave. "But this is." We kissed passionately.
Instantly we were both hard and grinding into each other. Claude started kissing my nipples and then down to my belly. I maneuvered around to a sixty-nine position and proceeded to do to him exactly what he was doing to me. I loved the feel and taste of his cock in my mouth as russian ukrainian nymphets
I began pumping away on him. At the same time I was going crazy with the sensations he was producing on my cock. I had never felt anything this good.
"I'm cuming!" I said.
"Ya!" he said.
We both plunged down on each other nymphet cock suckers just as the cum simultaneously gushed from our penises. Nothing had ever been so good. I couldn't get enough of his juices and basically drained him dry like a vampire hungry for blood. We return to a passionate kiss.
"Was it good for you?" asked Claude.
"Incredible! free innocent nymphets How was it for you? Did I do okay?"
"It was the best ever. I love you. Je t'aime."
"Je t'aime je t'aime je t'aime je t'aime."
We fell asleep in each other's arms.
****
Claude and I had nearly ever class together. We worked on projects together and we were always together. We never publicly displayed our affections. I thought we appeared as simply best friends but one day Claude told me that people were beginning to wonder about us, as we never dated.
I know I had avoided dating girls even to the point of girls asking me out and me giving them some excuse - the same had happened to Claude. I was not particularly worried but Claude having suffered a year of rejection was very worried.
"I'm getting tried of hiding my love for you! I am not ashamed of who or what I am and who I love. I want to go to this dance with you! I want to dance with you and kiss you in public," I argued, "I don't care who knows because in three weeks I will be out of school and on my way ebbs russian nymphet to France."
"No, I won't do it, Michael, I love you and I am not ashamed of it but I will not put myself or you in that position! That's final!"
"Fine! I'll go with Sharon Finsley. I hear she's an easy fuck!"
"You wouldn't fuck her. Would you?"
I was pissed-off.
"Will you take me?" I asked.
"No."
The russian nymphet pussy dance came and I was with Sharon and Claude was with Alice Jenkins. I was all right until I saw Claude and Alice start making out. I felt hurt and then angry. I knew Sharon wanted me because when we were dancing she kept deliberately rubbing up against me.
She persuaded me to leave the dance. I didn't want to have to watch Claude and Alice any more. Sharon and I ended nymphet japan nude
up at her home. Her parents weren't home. And we ended up in bed and having sex. It was a horrible experience. It wasn't even vaguely like sex with Claude. There was no love.
It was two in the morning when I left her place, so walked home. When I got home Claude was still up. I felt so ashamed that I went straight to bed I didn't even say good night.
"Michael."
"Michael."
I began to nymphets gratis gallery sob into my pillow.
"Michael, I'm sorry. I saw the look you gave me when I was making out with Alice and then you left. Michael, I love you. I was wrong! Michael, I do anything to make things right."
"It's over. It's over because of what I did. I am so ashamed. I love you so much but I was angry and it happened I FUCK EVERYTHING UP!"
"No, sweetheart, no."
"Yes, I had sex with her! Okay, I had sex with her!"
He said nothing. I continued to sob. I heard the door to the room open and close.
TBC
What would you do?- Sam.

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