Date: Mon, 17 Aug 2009 17:45:57 -0700 From: Paul S. Stevens Subject: The Mad Dash for the Second Floor DISCLAIMER: To keep everybody happy, here is the legal stuff. The following story is exactly that, a story. All names, events and locations in this story are completely fictional. Any resemblance to real people is completely unintentional. The story revolves around the sexual exploits of three young boys. If this type of story is illegal for you to read in your country or if you are under 18 (21 in some areas) Then please do not continue any further. If you do not like this kind of story, please leave now. Otherwise, enjoy. "The Mad Dash for the Second Floor" It was summer again, and I was hanging out on the porch, waiting for my friends Luis and Gino to finish their paper route. The two of them had been paper boys since before we moved here last summer. My name is Randolph, Randy for short. Luis and his cousin Gino and I have been best friends since shortly after moving here from another state. I could see my friends coming down the street as they neared the end of their paper route. As they were passing by my house, Luis called over to me. "Hey Randy, are you ready?" "Yeah, I'm ready. Where are we going?" I asked. "You'll see" Luis said. "Get your bike ready and we'll be right back". Luis and Gino finished delivering the paper to the last few remaining houses, dropped off their delivery equipment at their house and then came back for me. Luis had told me earlier that day that he had an idea about something he wanted us to try, and his cousin Gino and I were to be part of it. Luis was always the bold one of the three of us. Gino was mostly the "Yes" man willing to do whatever Luis wanted. As for me, if it meant an adventure, I was in. Luis knew exactly what we were going to do and where we were going to do it. It was his plan, so we followed his lead. We got on our bikes and pedaled ten blocks from our house to the edge of downtown where a 12 story office building was under construction. We had played in and around the site after working hours, off and on for the last nine months and got to know the place well. We had learned that the construction company was temporarily out of money, so all construction had come to a stop. They didn't even have the funds for a security guard, so they just put up a fence around the site, and that was it! As we arrived at the "Pile" as we called it, we pulled our bikes around to the back where there was an opening in the fence. We wiggled our bikes and ourselves through the tight opening and stashed our bikes inside the stairwell. The last time we were here we discovered that some workers had placed a wood block on the second floor stairwell door as a quick entry point. We climbed the stairs to the second floor and went in. Once inside, we made our way to the elevators. This building was like our own big boy playground made just for us. It had a basement, twelve floors and two working elevators separated by a refrigerated drinking fountain for each floor. The electricity was on, so all the lights were operating. However, only a few of the bathrooms had running water, toilets or sinks. The carpeting had not been installed yet and there were no walls up either. Each floor was like one very big room. In the middle of each level were pallets of drywall and other materials piled four or five feet high just waiting for the crews to come back to work. The outside, was another story. It was a real eyesore. The entire building was painted in one mono colored poop brown. Even the windows were tinted in the same color. Luis called the building "The Big Pile of Shit House". Luis liked to say the word "Shit" a lot. Eventually, our very big personal boy's club came to be called "The Pile" for short. "So, what's your big idea? I said to Luis. Luis began to tell us about his sexually charged fantasy he had planned. "You see, this guy at school told me that if you breathe real hard for a minute or two, you will start to feel lightheaded. Just before you start to feel faint, you take in a deep breath and hold it in. Then someone standing behind you wraps their arms around you and squeezes your chest. He says it feels better than beating off!" "I think you call that hyperventilating". I said to him. "And I don't think it's safe". "Wait, I'm not done yet, here's the good part" He said. "I made up this game we can play. I call it the Drop & Squeeze. Here's how we do it. First, we get into the elevator. We go to the twelfth floor and hold the door open. Then, Gino will start to suck me off. Just when I feel myself getting close, I'll start taking deep breaths. Then when I'm almost ready to shoot it, I'll say go. Then you hit the second floor elevator button and let the doors close. When the elevator starts to drop, I'll hold my breath and you do the squeeze, and I'll shoot the biggest load you ever saw!" I stood there, speechless. Both Luis and Gino had obviously thought this whole thing out in advance. What should I say? Sensing I might need more persuading, Luis added "If the drop & squeeze is better than beating off, then this should be fucking fantastic! If it is, we'll all take turns! At first, I thought this was a bad idea, but after his explanation, I became aroused and I felt my cock stir to life. Where did he get such a wicked idea? Elevators descending, deep breathing, sucking and squeezing, wow! Plus, it required us getting naked, and that was the part that changed my mind. I was always interested in trying something different. Trying stuff like this was always better than just beating off all by myself. "Alright," I said. "I'll do it, but I'm still not to sure about this." "Great" Luis said. "Let's get naked!" Luis, Gino and I had several adventures together and many of them involved being naked, so getting undressed together was becoming second nature now. The three of us got undressed down to our shoes. We needed our shoes for running and hiding at a moments notice. After all, anything could happen. Just because there were no security guards present didn't mean there might not be a patrolman doing rounds or something. So we kept our eyes and ears open. We hid our clothes behind some pallets and walked naked over to the second floor elevator. I pressed the "Up" button. The carriage was already sitting idle at the second floor, so the doors opened immediately. We all ran and hid behind some stacked pallets. We noticed that the elevator was empty. We laughed at the fact that we got scarred so easily. I discovered that being scared and naked is a very erotic feeling. We recovered from the fright and got in the elevator and went directly to the twelfth floor. Once there, I scouted around for something to hold the doors open with. I came across a wooden beam just the right length and laid it across the door rails. We were ready to begin. The thought of what we were about to do had gotten all three of us rock hard. Luis stood in the middle of the elevator, I stood behind him ready to do my part and Gino got down on his knees and began sucking on his cousin's waiting cock. Since our first encounter at the abandoned car wash a year earlier, the three of us had done some growing. I was 15 now, Luis was 14 and Gino was about to be 14 in another two weeks. Even though we were still kids, we were more developed now. Luis and Gino both got pubic hair. There balls had matured from small marbles to near adult size and their cocks had gone from three inches to over five inches. Actually Gino was nearly six inches despite the fact that he was a year younger than Luis and almost two years younger than me. The thickness of their cocks had doubled as well and they both became super shooters. As for me, my balls had already been fairly large and my cock grew mostly in thickness. I did however grow one more inch in length from four to five inches. This made the three of us fairly equal now between five and six inches. Now comparing myself to them, I wasn't the amazing one any more. To me, they were the ones more amazing now that they were older. It wasn't very long before Luis began moaning at his cousin's cock sucking motions. I began to fondle his firm butt from behind. The added stimulation got his whole body moving and pumping in and out of Gino's mouth. "I'm almost there, I'm getting ready to cum," Luis said to Gino. Gino then started to go full speed sucking his cock faster and messaging his balls at the same time. "Randy, get ready with the door!" Luis said to me as he began his deep breathing. "Now" Luis said With that cue, I kicked the wood beam out from the door rails and hit the second floor elevator button. The elevator doors closed and began it's descent to the second floor. We felt that feeling of falling you get from elevators. Luis took in his last deep breath and held it in. Now it was my turn. I wrapped my arms around Luis and squeezed his chest. Luis was about two inches shorter than me, so as I squeezed, I ended up lifting him up off the floor. The downward movement of the elevator made him seam lighter than normal and me, stronger than normal. As I pulled his body towards me, my cock slipped into the crack of his butt cheeks. Everything had now come together. I was very turned on now and I was imagining what it must be feeling like for him. I think I may have overdone the squeeze. As I was preparing to release my hold on Luis, his legs started to shake and then his body started to go limp. Before we got down to the second floor, I knew something went wrong. I lowered his body to the floor and started to call out his name. He didn't answer. We arrived at the second floor and the elevator doors opened. "Did he cum" I asked Gino. "No" he said. "His dick just went limp, what happened?" "I think he passed out man" I said. "What do we do? Gino asked in a panicked voice. "I don't know" I answered trying to sound calm. "Wait, I know" I said. "Give him mouth to mouth resuscitation". "I'm not giving him mouth to mouth resuscitation, you do it" Gino said. Just then, Luis opened his eyes, looked up at us and said, "Gotcha you fucking dicks!" "That wasn't funny you sick fuck" Gino said "No, I think you really passed out man" I said. "No fucking way!" Luis said. "So then", I asked in a sarcastic tone, "How was it then?" "It was fucking great" he said. As we were talking, the elevator doors closed on us, and again we got a little scared. Even though the doors had closed, the carriage stayed idle on the second floor. I didn't believe him. I know he could have faked it all, but his dick going limp was not normal. Plus, his body collapsing in my arms seamed all too real to me. "So who wants to go next?" Luis asked the two of us. After what we had just seen, Gino and I had no desire to try it. "Let's just do something else" I said. "Good" Luis said. "I didn't get to shoot my wad yet, and my balls are aching to finish. I feel like my sperm is at the tip of my dick just waiting there." "Let's play Sperm-O" Gino suggested. "What is Sperm-O?" I asked. I have known Gino a long time now, and we've done lots of things together, but this was a new one to me. One I have never heard about before today. These ideas seamed to be coming from nowhere. They were titillating to me and I liked it. I started to feel a twinge in my cock as he began to tell me about this new game. "Let's go back to the top floor, and I'll explain the rules" Gino said. I pressed the twelfth floor button and Gino continued. "First, we go into the bathroom, we sit on the floor, we turn off the lights, and start beating. When you feel you are about to shoot it, you call out "Sperm-O". We turn on the lights and watch that person shoot it. Then we turn off the lights again until the next person calls out "Sperm-O". We keep doing it for each person. The last person to cum is the loser and has to dance at the window facing the street so the people outside can get a good look. The top floor bathroom has running water for us to clean up when were finished." And with that explanation, the elevator bell dinged. The elevator had reached the top floor and the doors opened. The three of us got out of the elevator. Once again I placed the wood beam across the doors to keep the elevator from going back to the second floor. We walked across the open room and stepped into what was going to be the men's bathroom. It was a large bathroom with several stalls and urinals. The room smelled stale from being closed up for a long time, but it was comfortable. We stepped in and the door closed behind us. We sat on the cold tiled floor and prepared to play Gino's new game. At this point we were already naked from before, so the three of us began straight off. It wasn't long before each of us were rock hard again and ready to get serious about winning the game. "I think we're all hard enough now, so let's start" Luis said. Gino was the closest to the door where the light switch was. He reached above his head and flipped the lights off. The bathrooms had no windows, so when the lights went out. it got pitch black. With no lights on and the door closed, it was very quiet and still. We soon were able to hear ourselves breathing. The room also had a bit of an echo that accentuated the unmistakable sound of slapping skin as we stroked our cocks. I wondered who was going to cum first and who was going to have to dance. I didn't care if it were me. I was having a blast and the concerns about what happened earlier had disappeared. I was really getting into my stroking and started getting close, but as fate had it, I was not going to be first. "Sperm-O," Luis was the first to call out. Of course he would be the first one to cum. He had almost gone all the way earlier in the elevator, so he didn't have far to go to get back to the edge. Gino reached up and flipped on the lights. The two of us continued to stroke ourselves, but our attention turned to Luis. We were ready to witness our first player take his turn. My cock started twitching and throbbing as Luis pounded his ridged boner. "Oh boy, this is going to be the Big One" Luis said. He then started taking deep breathes, just like he had done before. After several more deep breathes, he took one last big breath and held it in. Even though he was holding his breath, we can hear him making moaning sounds as the pressure in his balls approached their explosive climax. I started to get worried again. It was looking like the same thing that happened to him earlier was about to happen again. He jerked is head back and closed his eyes. His hand started to slow down. He made one final heart stopping stroke all the way to the base and held it firmly there. We watched the head of his cock slowly swell up. He stayed motionless for about three seconds or so, then pulled his head back and opened his eyes to witness himself blow. Suddenly, what we had been waiting for arrived like a speeding train out of a tunnel. A long jet of milky white boy cum erupted from his pulsing cock like a volcano and whizzed over his shoulder. We could hear it as it accelerated past him and splatter against the concrete wall behind him. "Holy shit" Gino said as his jaw dropped and his eyes bugged out. "Blast off" I said and started to laugh. It wasn't funny. It was just a reaction to something powerful, like an audience reacting to a scary movie. Luis then exhaled and continued to pump out three more very impressive ejaculations. As each shot landed on his body, it sounded like the faint patter of rain on the window sill. We never heard the sound of sperm before, it was hot! My concern for Luis turned instantly to delight as I witnessed his totally hot display. A Rock Hard, Cock Pulsing, Sperm Shooting, Ball-Busting Orgasm! It was so arousing that I felt myself tremble in anticipation of having my own Orgasm. My cock was twitching, longing for some heavy action. I was ready to be the next one to call out. We both praised Luis for what we thought was the coolest cum shot we had ever seen. Then Gino reached up, flipped the lights off. We were back in the dark again. We resumed our focus on the game when I heard Gino whisper. "I'm going to be next, you know" he said. "Oh no your not" I whispered back. It was just between Gino and me now. I was trying to concentrate on my stroking, but other thoughts started creeping in. Was Gino going to cum first and was I going to have to do the dance. These thoughts were both scary and exciting. The feeling of an orgasm started to grow deep down in the middle of my balls. Then Luis started egging us on. "Come on you guys, I want to see you cum, shoot it for me!" As the stirring of sperm juices began to swell slowly up my cock, I decided to wait before calling out. Wait until I was closer to the edge of Cuming. Wait until nothing could stop the inevitable. I could hear Gino pounding his cock faster now and I'm sure he could hear me pounding mine. "Sperm-O" Gino shouted. Gino had beaten me to the call. He reached up one last time and hit the lights. As the lights went on, Gino and I both started shooting together. I shot one, and then he shot one, then him, then me. I was shooting so much sperm that it seamed like my brains were coming out of my cock. My heart was racing and I could feel each shot course past my stroking hand as it shot its way out. I was cumming all over my self and Gino was doing the same. "Awesome, a double shoot-out" Luis said laughing with excitement. I was in a state of total euphoria. It was so hot watching the two of us cum together. It was my first time having a simultaneous orgasm with someone. It was so intense it gave me chills, and all the hairs on my body were standing on edge. "What a ball busting finale" Luis said. "You both tied man." "So then, who lost?" I asked "You did" Gino said to me. "I'm the one who called it, remember?" he added. Of course, he was right. I just knew it was going to be me. I needed to get up the nerve right now, before I chickened out. I knew that if I did chicken out, they would never let me forget it. So I sprang to my feet and walked out through bathroom door. Luis and Gino were right behind me. They didn't want to miss a second. I headed straight over to the largest center window and stood three inches from the glass. I felt a very strange sensation as the seamen I had shot all over myself started dripping down my chest and belly. There I was, looking out the window at all the people and traffic below, cum drenched and wearing nothing but my shoes. Then a surge of questions raced through my mind. Are these windows tinted enough, can they see me from down there, and if they can, what will happen? I stood there for a moment and thought to myself, what am I going to do? As I thought about it, I noticed that my cock was getting hard again. That gave me an idea. There is this Grunt's Military Cadence we all knew as kids called "Sally Brown". It wasn't going to be a dance exactly, but it seamed appropriate. I stood at attention and saluted. Then I began my performance. Marching in place, my cock and balls bouncing to each step, I sang. "Over the hill came Piss Paul Pete, with his 50 pounds of swinging meat." Both Luis and Gino laughed so hard that they came over to the window and joined me. The three of us were laughing and marching with our balls bouncing and our meat swinging. Suddenly, I thought I heard something. "Stop" I said. "Hold it a second, listen". It got dead quiet for a moment, and then off in the distance, "Ding", we all heard it. The other elevator was making its way up. We could hear it stop at each floor. We got really scared this time. Still bare assed naked, we went and hid around the back of some pallets and waited while we figured out what to do. "Shit man, someone saw us" Luis said. "Let's get the fuck out of here". "Hold on a minute" I said. "Don't panic. Let's wait until they get closer. That way, they will be going up towards the twelfth floor, and we'll be going down. We'll have more time to get out that way". We could see the elevator panels from where we were hiding and nervously watched the floor indicator lights. We waited until it got to the eleventh floor. Then we made a mad dash for the second floor. We bolted out from behind our hiding place and ran into the waiting elevator and just like I had done before, kicked the wood beam out from the door rails and hit the second floor button. After what seamed like forever, the doors finally closed, and we began our decent back to the second floor. When it arrived, we wasted no time going straight to where we stashed our clothes. We jumped into our pants, and ran as we pulled our shirts over our heads. We were dressed in a record ten seconds. We didn't even put on our underwear. We just stuffed it down our pants as we made our way to our bikes waiting for us in the first floor stairwell. In a race to get home, we rode our bikes back to our own safe neighborhood stopping for nothing. Once we got there, all we could do was laugh about the danger and excitement of running around naked and almost getting caught. As for me, I had a wonderful time, an experience that would last a lifetime. I discovered that the fear of being caught and flirting with danger coupled with forbidden boy sex was an erotic turn-on. I wanted more, a lot more. It was nearing dinnertime. We said goodbye to each other and went our separate ways. After all, we still had dried cum we had shot all over ourselves that needed to be washed off. But for now, it was a sticky reminder of the hot time we had at the "Pile". I had learned later, that the elevators in that building had a self diagnostic system. After every twenty-four hours of being idle, the carriage would automatically run a test to check that the doors could open and then close properly for each floor. So we were never in any danger that day, but once we found out about it, we were drawn to go back for more adventures until it had its Grand Opening to the public. For us, it was the end of an era. But as life often does, this closing chapter was only the beginning of many others.