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Michael’s heart was pumping in his chest as he followed Kevin back down the road. He couldn’t believe this was happening. He’d anticipated a good couple of months of helping Kevin out on the allotment, gradually dropping hints that would eventually lead to maybe watching some porn and jacking off together. Now he was going back to Kevin’s house with him. On only the day he’d put his plan into action. And the look in Kevin’s eyes told Michael he wanted more than to jack off.

Before he knew it they were at Kevin’s front door. "Jesus!" Michael thought to himself, "this is really happening!" Then came the rush of second thoughts, anxiousness and guilt. Kevin stepped across the threshold and turned back to face Michael, "c’mon kiddo, don’t you trust me?" The truth was that Michael didn’t know Kevin well enough to trust him or not, but the look on Kevin’s face as he spoke those words was one of reassurance, warmth, and most importantly, lust. Michael decided in that split second that if he didn’t walk through the door now, he’d regret it later. So he followed Kevin into the house.

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The door had only just shut behind them and already Kevin was running his hands over Michael’s body, feeling his 18 year old frame through the clothes he was wearing. Both men were beginning to show the signs of their arousal. Michael wanted badly to return the favour, but was unsure how exactly he was supposed to act during an encounter like this. "Follow his lead," he thought to himself, "just do what Kevin does." So e reached out and began tracing the lines of Kevin’s well filled out body through his loose jumper and jeans. Their hands were roaming everywhere, brushing nipples, arses and packages. "Lets move this upstairs, shall we?" whispered Kevin. Michael only nodded and followed Kevin up the stairs. As Kevin climbed he rolled his jumper over his head and threw it to the floor. Michael stepped over it and looked up to see Kevin pulling off more garments as he climbed higher. Michael decided to follow suit and pulled his shirt over his head. Suddenly he reached the top of the stairs and walked into something. He pulled the shirt clear of his head and saw Kevin, now only in a pair of loose fitting boxers, stood at the top of stairs staring intently at Michael’s now exposed chest. "Fuck me…" he gasped, "you’re even hairier than me!"

It was true. Michael stood on the top step and looked Kevin up and down. He had quite a nice dusting of hair scattered between his pecs and across his stomach, but it was in no way as thick as that that spread across his own young physique. "I’m gonna enjoy this you, kiddo!" Kevin exclaimed as he grabbed the front of Michael’s jeans and pulled him into the bedroom. He practically threw Michael onto the double bed. "Get those jeans off!" he commanded as he drew the curtains. He turned to Michael with a cheeky grin, "I know you enjoy