A Second Time With John “Revised” - Sex Stories

A Second Time With John “Revised”

Summer vacation was slowly slipping away now, and at first, I did stay from the game room, continuing to have conflicting thoughts about what had happened. Eventually though, I found myself wanting to hang out up there again, and when I was up there, I tried to stay away from John, but felt, “He must be looking for an opening,” wanting to talk, hoping to convince me to have sex again.

Eventually, I noticed that John was taking other boys out for what I suspected was lunch or breakfast, obviously trying to convince them to go to his apartment to have sex. I tried to ignore it, but in a weird way, I was becoming a little jealous, wanting the attention too, even though I knew what was going to ultimately happen when and if, he got me to go to his apartment.

John and I already had a connection, being we had done it before, and because I knew where he lived, and being it was close to my house, it was easy to go see him, which is the reason why he moved closer in the first place. Eventually, the need to be with him again was overpowering, especially knowing he was looking to move on with other young boys, and not wanting to lose the chance, I approached him one day.

We had continued to be very friendly, and even though he felt that I had decided to not to have sex with him again, I think it surprised him when I happened to go up to him one day and excitedly say,"Hi!”

He was cordial and after cautiously replying, "Hi” too, he asked, "How's it going?"

At first, I ...

... don't think he realized what I was wanting, but when I told him, "Everything was good," there was a pause, but then John, sensing I just might want to talk, he asked, "Do you wanta go get something to eat?"

It was what I needed, but not wanting to appear too eager, I simply smile and said, "Sure!"

John smile too, and after telling me to wait a minute, he went over to one of the game room attendants to explain he was leaving. Turning and heading back to where I was standing, I could see he was smiling excitedly.

We quickly left, and in the car, we didn't say anything for a minute or two, but I could see him continuing to glance over at me. I’m sure he knew I was nervous, because he turned, and trying to get up talking said, "It's really nice to see you again."

I know it was just a way to stimulate a conversation and when I told him, "It's nice to see you too," he reached his hand across, touching my thigh.

It made me look down and then as our eyes met, he smiled and said, "You should come over sometime."

Seeing me nodding in agreement and that I was smiling, he looked twice, surprised a little. It made him smile too, and then as we pulled into the restaurant parking and we went inside, we ended up sitting in a familiar booth. I was nervous to be with him and after ordering something to eat, John boldly said, "I think about you a lot."

I’m sure he was curious why I suddenly wanted to be with him again, and seeing me nervously smile, not saying anything, he ...