Earning a Kiss

By Aldric

This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.

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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.

Earning a Kiss



“Hey, Jeremy, you in there?” Chris asked as he knocked on his new friend’s head.

Jeremy pushed back away from Chris’ reach. “What?” He had moved here just a week ago and he and Chris had hit it off right away.

“I asked you, do you have anything to do this weekend?”

“I’m thirteen, and I hardly know anyone except you. What do you think I have planned for the weekend?”

Chris ignored the sarcasm. “Good then, you’re invited over Saturday and can stay the night. We’ll have some fun, and I’ll introduce you to some other kids. Man, you were really out of it. What the hell were you thinking about?”

Jeremy blushed. His dick was hard, but fortunately nobody could see it as they sat at what Chris had said was the best burger joint in the town. “I was just thinking about Emily. Man, I wish…”

“You wish exactly what?” Chris questioned. “She’s a bit out of your league.”

“Yeah, but I can dream, can’t I?” Jeremy took a big bite out of his burger, noticing that Chris had finished his, plus half his fries.

“Depends on the dream of course,” Chris offered. “Some dreams can become reality, if you have the right friend.”

“Yeah, right, like you? You’re just as needy as I am. But it sure would be great if I could just kiss her. I mean, like a real kiss, not on the wrist or cheek.”

“Me, needy? That’s positively insulting.” Chris ate a few more of his fries. “I’m almost insulted enough to not help you. But the truth is, I can get you a kiss with Emily Brooks.”

“Yeah, right,” Jeremy smiled. But he saw that Chris was not smiling. He looked serious. “No way man. You can’t do that. Like you said, she hardly knows I exist. She hangs out with ninth graders.” He and Chris were nearly to the end of eighth grade, same as Emily.

“You’ll be in ninth next fall,” Chris said. “And I can. I promise it.”

“How?”

“You have to do exactly what I tell you to do. We can do it tomorrow if you want.” Chris’ voice sounded serious.

“Okay, what do I have to do?” Whatever it was, if it got him a kiss from Emily Brooks, Jeremy was prepared to do it.

“I won’t tell you until you agree to do it. Chicken out, and you owe me a blowjob. In order to find out what you have to do, you first must agree to do it.”

“No fucking way, I’m not that stupid. And I’m not giving you a blowjob.”

“If you do what I say and don’t get kissed by her, I will suck your dick. Twice. I’ll put that in writing, or let you use your phone to record me saying it. I can get you your dream kiss.”

Jeremy wanted that kiss in the worse way. But this sounded too good to be true. “Are you, uh, can you…”

“I said I can, and I am putting my reputation on the line. But you only get the blowjobs if you meet the two conditions. You do what I tell you, and my plan to get Emily Brooks to kiss you fails.”

“You’re going to tell me to blow you a bunch of times, and when I do, I won’t get kissed but…”

“No. I won’t do that. Nor will I tell you to suck any other person. Or hurt yourself or any other person. Or rob a bank. Nothing that will get you arrested or in trouble. The only way you have to suck me off is after you accept this deal you chicken out before you complete it. I am giving you my word. Do you want it on paper or recorded on your phone?”

“I, uh, no. I trust you. I think. I, uh, you’d better not be messing with me.” It was the strangest conversation Jeremy had had with anyone at any time in his life. “You really think you can get her to do it? Kiss me? A real kiss?”

“I hope like hell I’m not wrong, but yeah, I’m like 90% sure. I’m putting two blowjobs on the line. Do you think I would do this if I wasn’t sure?”

It had to be something horrible. Like eat an insect. Or, well, he just couldn’t think of what it would be that would make him chicken out. He and Chris had become pretty good friends in just five days, but Chris knew that didn’t mean he knew anything about him. He had taken a few dares in his life. But never one with a blowjob on the line.

“Okay, I’m in. What do I have to do?”

“Meet me at my house tomorrow. We can wrap this up by three and then you can tell me what it was like to kiss the hottest girl in our grade. Probably the whole school. Maybe the entire town. You’ll have to earn it for me to ensure you get kissed by Emily Brooks.”

“So you’re not going to tell me what I have to do to earn it?” Jeremy asked.

“Yeah, I will. Tomorrow at two p.m. My instructions will be quick and easy to follow. At this point, if you chicken out, plan on sucking my huge dick tomorrow night.” He smiled. “You gonna finish those fries?”

Jeremy pushed his plate to the center of the table. His boner had gone down, and now he was more than a little nervous about what was going to happen between the hours of two and three tomorrow afternoon. One thing for sure, he was NOT going to chicken out. He’d never given anyone a blowjob, and he wasn’t about to give one tomorrow. “I’ll be there,” he said as between the two of them they finished the last of the fries.

“Come around before lunch,” Chris said as he pushed his chair back. “And bring what you need to spend the night. See you then.”

They grabbed their school backpacks and each headed for their homes.

Saturday dawned hot. Jeremy’s dad said he had to cut the grass before taking off for Chris’ house, so he quickly ate some breakfast and got started. They had a medium sized lot, so it didn’t take long, and his dad even did the trimming so all he had to do was put the mower away and blow the cuttings off the drive and sidewalks. Then, after a shower, he put on clean clothes before heading over to his friend’s house.

“Hey, cool, glad you could make it,” Chris said when he answered the door. “Bring your stuff up to my room and we’ll head out.”

“Am I going to regret my decision?” Jeremy asked as they headed into town ten minutes later.

“Probably not. I’m more sure today than I was yesterday that you will get a kiss, and I mean a real kiss, from Emily this afternoon. I hope you don’t chicken out; you deserve to have at least one of your dreams come true. Let’s grab a burger, we’ve got an hour to kill.”

They went to the same place they’d eaten at yesterday. The place was packed, but they found a table outside where it was hot but quieter. Jeremy tried again to learn the details of what would be demanded from him, but Chris told him to wait until it was time.

Jeremy was introduced to a couple of friends of Chris who passed by, and Jeremy thought they seemed nice and had even taken time to ask him stuff like where he was from and what he enjoyed doing.

Eventually, Chris looked at his phone and then said, “We’re a few minutes early, but it won’t matter. Let’s go, and then all your questions will be answered.”

They made their way to the center of town, and Jeremy was growing more nervous with every step. Then Chris pointed to a store and said, “We’ll start in there.”

It was a clothing store. Brooks Brothers Clothing was written on the sign above the front doors.

Chris led him to the men and boy’s underwear section and asked, “Briefs or boxers?”

“Huh?” Jeremy asked, totally confused. “What does that have to do with …”

“You have to do what I say, starting now, and I say answer the question. Do you wear briefs or boxers?”

“I have some of each. Right now I have boxers on but…”

“Good enough, briefs it will be,” Chris said. “Take everything off.”

“What???”

“You heard me. Strip. I’ll pick out a new pair of underpants for you to put on. Unless you’re turning into a flightless bird.”

Jeremy looked around. The store appeared to be empty except for the girl behind the cash register near the front. She was reading a paperback book and not paying any attention to the two boys.

“I have to get naked? Here?” he asked.

“Unless you’d rather miss out on a kiss with Emily and instead be kissing my dick tonight.”

Jeremy’s mouth was dry. He tried to swallow, but he had no spit. He scanned the store again, and then stepped behind the rack of clothes where he couldn’t be seen by anyone coming in the front door. “I get my clothes back, right?”

“Yeah, of course. Yours would never fit me and they don’t buy used clothing here.” Chris was smiling now.

Jeremy was not a fan of being naked. He hadn’t been seen by anyone, including his parents, that way for years. But unless he wanted to admit defeat, he was going to have to strip in front of Chris. That would be embarrassing enough, but he was in a clothing store in the center of town. He removed his shirt.

“Hang it up there, I’ll be right back,” Chris said, pointing to circular ring of shirts on hangers. “What is your waist size?”

“Uh, 28 inches,” Jeremy stammered. He wanted to get this done with quickly, so as Chris walked away he removed his shorts and left them on the floor. He made one more look around and then pushed his boxers down and stepped out of them.

Chris returned with a pair of blue briefs with a tag on them. He handed them to Jeremy and said, “Put these on.” While his friend did, Chris grabbed the boxers and shorts from the floor and the shirt from the rack, and took off running to the front of the store.

Jeremy straightened up after pulling up the briefs just in time to see his friend run out the store’s front door. It took a moment because the briefs were a size too small and fit very tightly. Then he noticed that his clothing was gone. Without stopping to think, he started running after Chris.

“Hey, you can’t steal those,” the girl behind the counter said. “You have to pay for them.”

Jeremy ignored her and pushed on the doors. They were locked.

“I said, you can’t steal them. Pay for them or take them off. If you try to leave without paying for them I’ll have to call the cops.”

A couple of kids rode past the front of the store on bikes, and Jeremy moved away from the doors where he could be seen.

“My friend stole my clothes,” he sobbed.

“Oh, that’s a shame. But our store policy is no stealing. If you can’t pay for the underpants, you’ll have to take them off before you leave the store.” The girl, who looked to be an older teen, said it with a straight face.

“But then I won’t have anything to wear,” Jeremy complained. He was praying nobody would walk into the store and see him. And that the girl wouldn’t call the police.

“If you want that kiss, you’ll have to take them off,” a girl said from behind him.

He turned, and there, with a smile on her face, was Emily Brooks.

“The k-k-kiss,” he stuttered.

“Yeah, I thought that was why you were here. It doesn’t look like you have any money, so I know you’re not shopping. The price for the kiss is I get to see you naked.”

His hands tried to push the rising of his dick back down, but there was no way to stop the blood from flowing into it. He was facing a girl he had dreamed about, only now, all he had on was a pair of very tight blue briefs.

“My sister can’t keep the store closed for long,” Emily said, her eyes on what was hidden behind his hands and under the blue cloth.

Jeremy swiveled his head to look at the girl behind the counter. She smiled at him. “Lora Brooks, at your service,” she said. “The door is locked, you can’t leave, but nobody else can enter. I control the lock from here. The security cameras are off. You won’t leave here naked, so don’t worry about that. That would be way too risky.”

“So again, if you want the kiss, finish getting naked,” Emily repeated.

Then it hit him. They were in Brooks Brothers Clothing Store. Her last name was Brooks. He turned back to face her.

“Unless you are going to chicken out,” she continued. “That would be a shame. Not only would Chris Foster win the bet, but I would lose out on seeing you naked. And kissing you, which I don’t mind doing, you seem nice and look very cute.”

The bet. If he failed to go through with it, he’d have to give Chris a blowjob. “Shit,” he mumbled. With his prick filled with blood, he had to pull the elastic band of the briefs wide to the front to get them down. There was no way to hide his erection from Emily until he had them off. As soon as he stepped out of them, he again covered up.

Emily stepped forward until she was just a couple of feet away from him. “No, I need you completely naked,” she said. “The shoes and socks too.”

Jeremy never knew he could feel so embarrassed. So ashamed. But he bent over to remove the last of his clothing, knowing that she had a full view of his throbbing dick as he worked on untying his shoe laces. Then he pulled them off, followed by his socks. His dick had never been this hard as far as he could remember. He was afraid that if he touched it with his hands that it would shoot off right in front of her. He didn’t know where to put his arms.

“That’s perfect,” she remarked as she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him. “Hug me back.”

He did, his dick pressed against her, ready to fire off at the slightest movement. Then she turned her head to the side and pressed her lips against his.

For Jeremy, the kiss lasted a lifetime. In reality it was around thirty seconds. Regardless, it was the first real kiss he’d ever had and it was far better than he’d dreamed it could be.

As she released him and pulled free of his arms, his dick exploded. She narrowly avoided getting hit by the thin white strands. “Uh-oh, cleanup on aisle one,” she laughed.

“That’s your job,” Lora said. “Chris dropped his clothing behind that stand over there.” She pointed to where if he’d only looked, he might have seen his shirt which wasn’t completely behind the clothing display stand.

She followed him as he ran to grab them. His dick was still hard, something he’d never experienced before. All other times, once he shot, it deflated. Not this time. He slipped his boxers on and then rushed to get his shorts on over them.

“One last thing before you finish,” Emily said before he added his shirt. “Are you ready Lora?”

Jeremy turned and saw the older sister now had a phone in her hand. “He’s on video chat now,” she said as she turned the camera towards Emily and Jeremy.

Emily turned and once again pressed her lips against the boy’s. This kiss only lasted five seconds, but it was every bit as enjoyable to him as the first.

“I never believed for a second that you could deliver on your promise to get me a naked boy to see,” Emily said towards the phone. “And such a cute one too. I’ll give you the money tomorrow. Seven dollars, right?”

“Hardly,” Jeremy heard his best friend say. “We agreed on Seventy-five as I recall. Good job Jeremy, I hope it was worth it. Come back to my house and tell me all about it as soon as you are done there.”

Jeremy was beyond words. The video chat connection was broken.

A mother and two kids a few years younger entered the store, showing Jeremy that the door had been unlocked by Lora. He quickly grabbed his shirt and put it on, but not before one of the kids, a girl, had seen him. She whispered something to what he presumed was her brother, and they both laughed.

“I’ll get your shoes and socks,” Emily said. “Our office is through the door behind Lora, and there is a private bathroom there that you probably need to use. I’ll leave the rest of the stuff outside the door.”

“Thanks,” Jeremy sputtered as he hurried to where she had pointed. Once inside the bathroom, he took care of his needs, jacking off and shooting what little cum he had left into a clump of tissues. Then he carefully wiped himself, peed, and washed his hands before leaving.

His shoes and socks were right where Emily said she would leave them. He was just finishing putting them on when she returned with a mop and bucket.

“Someone made some kind of mess on the floor and I had to clean it up,” she said straight-faced.

“Yeah, I guess that was me. Sorry. I, uh, it was, uh, good.”

“Good? A kiss from me was just good?”

“I mean, it was great. I uh, really enjoyed it. But you lost a bet to Chris.”

“I can afford it,” she said. “And it was well worth it too. You are very cute, and you are the first live teenager I have ever seen naked. That was why I made you take your shoes and socks off. I needed your hands somewhere other than over your junk. Trust me, I enjoyed it too. Even the kisses.”

The events had fogged his brain. Without thinking, he said, “You saw me na-na-naked. Is there any chance that I could…”

See me?” she giggled. “No. No chance at all. At least not in the next five years. But don’t fret. There are no pictures of it, and I do not plan to tell anyone what I saw. You were very brave to go through with it. If you’d like, we could do a movie next weekend. I’d enjoy that.”

Jeremy’s eyes grew wide. “With me? You mean like a date?”

“Well, I wasn’t ready to call it a date, but it does sound like one, I guess. So, yeah, like a date. You’ll pay my way. But I guess if it is a date, you should be allowed to put your arm over my shoulder.”

Jeremy got his thought straight before trying to talk so he wouldn’t stutter. “Okay. You pick the movie; I pay for the night. I don’t even know where you live.”

“It’s on West Road, just around the corner from here,” she said. “But for now, just meet me here at the store. My dad will want to meet you. He’s protective of me, and will ask you a ton of stupid questions. Don’t be afraid of him. He always listens to me, and when I tell him enough is enough, he’ll stop.”

Feeling light-headed, he managed to say goodbye to her, and her sister, as he went back out into the store and headed for Chris’s house.

That night, he related all he could remember to Chris. At one point, while telling him about the first kiss, he got hard and noticed that his friend’s pants were tented too. He asked to use the bathroom, and Chris told him where it was. When he returned after taking care of his need, he could smell a familiar odor. His friend had been doing the same thing.

The next week in school, Emily sat with him and Chris at lunch, along with several of her friends. Both of the boys had suddenly moved up many notches on the social scale. After the following weekend movie, Jeremy’s status rose even higher. They laughed over Jeremy’s courage, until he confessed the truth. “It wasn’t what you thought,” he explained. “If I had chickened out, I would have had to give Chris something nasty. That scared me more than being naked in your father’s store.”

They stayed together through graduation, and decided to both go to a small local college. Jeremy didn’t get to see her naked in the five years after she had seen him, it was more like seven. But when he did, he knew what to do. They married that year; and Chris Foster was their best man. Soon after they had a boy of their own and named him Chris. Their best friend, the boy’s namesake, served as the boy’s godfather.

Chris also married shortly after little Chris was born. He had dated one of Emily’s friends for several years, and they tied the knot with Jeremy serving as their best man. Little Jeremy Foster was born a year later.

While drinking a few beers and eating at the best burger shop in town, the adult boys occasionally discussed the bet that had started it all. They both were sure that their sons would be as good friends as they were, and wondered if some kind of similar event would shape their lives as strongly as the casual idea of earning a dream kiss had done for them.