Date: Sat, 16 Jan 1999 20:19:58 EST
From: Boyheh@aol.com
Subject: Russell and the Audition-- t/t/ young friends

THE AUDITION

by Michael Jacks.


DISCLAIMER: If you should not be reading a story about boys in love with
each other -- DON'T!


Chapter One

Russel came onstage. Auditions are a great time, especially the private
ones. Russel looked out against the lights and smiled his warm,
eye-flashing smile. He removed his glasses, placed them on the table, took
a deep breath and began his monologue. He would be perfect as Puck in our
student production of "A Midsummer Night's Dream." He pranced around the
stage, he screeched, he cackled. His monologue ended and Nick and I watched
as he looked to us with expectant eyes.

"How did I do?"

"Great!" I said.

Nick whispered to me, "Do you want to see more?"

"Yes," I whispered back.

"I'll get him going." said Nick.

Nick walked up onstage, pulling on his shorts, we were both a little tight
in the crotch department after Russel's performance. He was so cute. Medium
long, dark hair, big round brown eyes and a elfin smile. All on a tight and
burgeoning 16 year old body that only recently entered puberty.

Come to think of it, Nick, also 16, was just a little farther along than
Russel. He was taller, slimmer but proudly sporting maturing equipment. I
should know, we had been lovers for three years now, since Junior high.

Nick whispered in Russel's ear, squeezed Russel's crotch and Russel smiled.
Nick came back to the seats as Russel prepared himself, turning around, for
the next part of his audition. As Nick sat next to me he unzipped the front
of my jeans and placed his hand inside. I reached over and caressed his
bulge, trying to finger the zipper open. I finally managed to slip my hand
in and contacted hair, just a little. Nick was free-balling it. How nice! I
groped around and slowly pried his engorged cock out of the fly opening.
His hand was lost in my jeans. He pried open the front of my shorts and
pulled out my erecting member.

Now, Russel turned around. His pants were unbuttoned, his fly was unzipped
and his shirt was open. He wore no T-shirt and his bikini briefs were
bright red. His skin was a pale white and Nick and I both squeezed the cock
in our hands.

Russel started his monologue again. He undulated around the stage. He
slowly peeled his shirt off, revealing a soft round build, not fat, or even
pudgy, just rounded and tight. His little nipples were perky and his smooth
biceps contracted and rippled under his soft , milky skin. Nick's and my
hands started to stroke. Russel was hot. What a find! He would sure look
cute in the furry briefs we were planning for him in the play.

Russel stopped his movements around the stage and came down center and
stood there -- silent.  His shirt was off, he was inching out of his
shoes. He turned around and bent over, his pants falling below his
underwear line, along the tops of his legs, and pulled off his socks. The
tight globes of his buns were aimed right at us. Once his socks were off he
slowly, undulatingly slid his jeans down his legs and almost bent over in
half as he did a forward roll, landing flat on his back. His bikini briefs
tented straight out from his lucious teen bod. He placed his hands on his
chest and worked them down over his tits and stomach, past his raging boner
and down his legs, as he sat up to remove his jeans. Once they were off he
spread eagled his legs towards us and his penis was still poking his shorts
a good 5-6 inches away from his abdomen which gave us a glimpse of his
completely hairless pubes and the first wrinkle of flesh at the base of his
erect cock.

Nick and I had been busy, Both our pants and shorts were on the floor and
off our feet. Our hands were busy on our penis shafts. His was lovely and
delicate, about 5 and a half inches long and a slim inch in
diameter. Light, red, pubic hair sat on the top of the base of his
penis. His cock head was purple and straining.  My cock stood out 8 inches
through it's dark forest of post-adolescent hair. My cock head glistened
under Nick's attention. Our penises both jumped at the sight of this hot,
hot, hot, hot boy. We stood and came to the front edge of the stage,
stroking, manipulating our naked cocks in front of Russell. His eyes
widened and he smiled. He lifted the leg opening of his shorts and let his
ample ballsack flop out, they were huge! This boy was hung! But there was
not a sign of pubic hair anywhere. Nick grabbed Russel's right leg and I
grabbed his left and we pulled him towards us. We each reached for the
waistband of his shorts and slowly began to slide them down his legs as we
rested his feet against our thighs. The briefs came down revealing a 6 inch
, entirely hairless cock. Gorgeous and glorious!  His cock was about at our
eye level and then he bent his knees and reached towards our crotches. He
reached out and grabbed both of our throbbing cocks and squeezed and pumped
as we lifted him up in the air, supporing him on our knees and thighs. His
hands came off our cocks and started to remove both of our shirts. Soon we
three were completely naked. The 17 year old and the 16 year olds. Glorying
in the fleshy experience. Russel's hands continued to roam and fondle
Nick's and my bodies. Our hands encircled his cock and balls and pulled,
teased, stroked and caressed them to a fever pitch of excitement. We all
lay down on the floor in front of the stage and gave in to our lust. Nick
and I were still working on Russell and he continued his explorations of
our bodies. Russel started to moan -- I was stroking his hairless cock and
leaned in to kiss him tenderly on the lips. He returned my kiss,
passionately. We touched tongues and entered each others mouths. I stroked
and found that Russel was stroking me. Nick had his face buried between
Russels legs sucking first one, then the other and then both of Russel's
hairless balls into his hot, teen mouth. Russell moaned again and his body
went rigid.  I licked, and tasted and tongued up and down his throbbing
shaft. His cock spasmed and spewed forth load after load of pure, white,
milky adloescent cum. He bathed all three of us as he continued to stroke
me. I was close to coming, but all Nick needed was a little more
encouragement. Russel seemed to sense this and manuvered his way to Nick's
slim and hairy rod, slurped onto it and was, after two or three consuming
mouth fulls of Nicks cock, rewarded with globs of nectar, hitting the back
of his throat. He swallowed greedily as Nick moaned and thrashed wildly and
thrust his hips into Russel's mouth. Nick rapidly removed Russel's hand
from my cock and took it in his mouth. With his free hands he manuvered
Russel to suck on my hairy ballsack. Their hands roamed and ravaged by
prone body. Their penises rubbed across my legs and chest, leaving trails
of cum as they sucked furiously on my dick and balls while their own cocks
shrank. My body thrashed from side to side as the burgeoning cum welled up
from my balls. The intense pleasure shot through my 8 inch tool with enough
force, it felt like to me, that I would shoot off the back of Nick's head
as I came in spurt after spurt of juicy, creamy, tartness. As I stopped
thrashing, the boys stopped their attentions to my still erect member. I
reached for theirs and encircled their growing manhoods with my strong
hands. They settled on each side of me. There was cum everywhere. In our
hair, on our faces, chests, pubes, legs -- all over the carpet. One sticky
string clung to the wall as it tried to resist gravity by clinging there,
just above my head. Warm mouths met alternately as tongues caressed tongues
and bodies settled into the calm and peaceful and blissful afterglow.
Hands explored and tenderly caressed nipples, pubes and soft penis
shafts. After a few moments of quiet, "Do I get the part?" was Russels
question. We all laughed. As the laughter died I said, "Do you think you
can handle rehearsals?"

Three voices, said almost simultaneously, "Yes!"


The rehearsls went on furiously. All were memorized quickly and "Dream" was
becoming a reality.  We had edited the show to about an hour and twenty
minutes. Concentrating on the fairy story as it affected the romance of the
major characters. One rehearsal started that became our performance mode
and custom. We worked late at night, after other rehearsals were over. It
was in our little theatre and was a total student production. We had about
12 in the cast, which was perfect . There was 8 boys and four girls plus
Nick and myself. The costumes were getting easier all the time. Here is how
that was decided.

Russel came on stage in his furry little briefs and the boys cat called and
the girls oohed and aahhed, He was cute. Two of the girls, playing
Peaseblossom and Mustardseed, wore two piece fairy types of costumes. As
Russel made the entrance, the girls reached out to play a trick on him and
off came his briefs. Without missing a beat he went on with the rehearsal,
buck naked, penis swinging. The girls giggled but Russel wouldn't be
stopped. I saw four of my other friends look at me as I stared, and then
they stared at Russel's beautiful dick. There were two other fairy girls
and three other boys who played the mechanicals. After Russel was through
with his speech he stood there, naked, waiting for the next entrance of the
fairies. On trouped all four girls topless, their beautiful breasts
bouncing and jiggling. On came the mechanicals with toilet paper tubes,
strapped on with string, covering their penises, exposing hairy and
hairless crotches.

The scene built and the girls even shed their briefs. Russels' hunky,
hairless cock helped us to reveal how close we were. The girls were totally
naked and were in various stages of deveolpment, just like Russel and
Nick. Nick and I shed our clothes and joined the cast on stage. The girls
pulled off the toilet paper tubes of the boys and revealed four achingly
hard dicks, three hairy and one just starting. The other five boys soon had
stripped and joined us onstage. We probed, and caressed penises, vaginas,
tits, mouthes, chests, buns -- hands were everywhere. One boy and girl,
lovers already before rehearsals, were busily engaged in fucking each
other. The other boys and girls joined in a great group of sexual
exploration as males and females alternately stroked, thrusted, sucked on
tits, dicks and vaginas. As there were so many boys each girl was plenty
busy, but so were left over boys. Most were gay and had a great time
sucking and stroking. Russel and Nick engaged in a mutual suckfest while
another boy fucked Nick's ass as it held itself high in the air.

There was no shame here. Not one of this group ever judged any other member
of the group for what particulars had happened that night. We decided to do
the show mostly naked and just invite our closest friends. After the show
each night many of our friends, both male and female stayed after the
performance and we had a giant orgy, boys with boys, girls with boys and
girls with girls.  Every conceivable pairing was tried. Gay boys fucked les
girls. Straight boys reamed out the assholes of gay boys and fucked the
straight girls til they screamed. Orgasms were often and frequently
multiple, with one person cumming several times with several different
people in succession. Mouths were busy, tongues were busy, vaginas and
anuses were busy, hands were busy. It was a great time. And all of this
without adults getting wise? You bet!

When the run was done a lot of new friendships were made. I not only had
Nick and Russel to fuck with but Colt, Dan, Shane, Bryan, Travis, Austin,
Logan and Nathan became my boyfriends and even Jenny came over often to
have sex. All of us enjoyed each other through out High School and some
even beyond. I am still in touch with Russel, Nick and Bryan. Shane and
Jenny married and they fuck nightly. They even invite me over sometimes
with a lover to join them. (Shane is hung and Jenny's is stacked)


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