From: idreamcanu@aol.com (IDreamCanU)
Subject: MyJeff (M/b , cons)
Date: 11 Mar 1997 03:59:34 GMT

The following story contains sexual activity between an adult male and a
teenage boy.If this is not to your liking or this type of story is illegal
in your country, state, or jurisdiction  DON'T READ ANY FURTHER!!.

This is a true story of my teen years and the relationship I developed
with a close family friend.  The activity between myself and "Jeff" was
consensual and I was in no way forced into any sexual situation.  Some may
call this abuse, but I call it love.  All I ask of any reader is to finish
the whole story before making any hasty conclusions.

(Special note:  Without the help of a very kind and caring friend this
story would never have been posted.  I am deeply grateful for the kindness
he has shown as well as all the love and thought placed into the edits.
You know who you are and all I can say is thanks for everything.)

Now let the tale begin--


Part One of MyJeff   by IDreamCanU

From a young age I knew I liked boys more than girls but around 12 or 13
as I was entering puberty this "liking" became more sexual in nature.
Like other young males I fooled around with some of my playmates but the
sex play never went beyond mutual masturbation.

As a 15 year old I still had strong sexual feelings and most were directed
at my best friend Buddy.  Buddy and I had been friends for two years or so
and our mothers were also friends.  I had fooled around with him in the
past and even though I wanted to do more with him we never went beyond
jerking each other off.  We spent the night at each others house in the
past and this weekend was no different. This night the talk revolved
around sex (as it always did) and one thing led to another until we were
both getting very excited and Buddy suggested that we play with ourselves
to relieve the tension.  We undressed and laid beside each other in his
bed and started to masturbate.

As I was playing with myself I was looking Buddy over from top to bottom.
This was one of the few times that I could physically look at him with my
eyes and not need my imagination to get off.  Buddy had a slim but solid
body tucked away in a five foot frame.  He was very athletic and played
soccer on the local boys club team.  In the spring and summer Buddys
blond hair would bleach to a rich white color in contrast with his ocean
blue eyes and bronzed skin..  I, on the other hand, was not as lean as
Buddy being around five foot one and stocky, mind you I was not fat just
stocky and played football and wrestled on the school team.  Unfortunately
I felt that my 4  inch penis was out of proportion with my frame while
Buddy had  almost 6 inches.

At times we had masturbated each other so I moved my hand over to his
stiff member and started pulling it to the same "beat" as my own.  Buddy
laid there with his eyes closed enjoying what I was doing.  I then I made
what was to become my biggest mistake.

Knowing that I wanted to try "other" things with Buddy and that we had
played sexually in the past I took a chance and slid my face downward
until it was even with his lower stomach.  I was moving before my mind
registered what I was doing.  Before I knew it I had Buddys penis in my
mouth.  I would like to call this my first blowjob  but it lasted about 2
seconds.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he hissed as he pushed me off of him and
onto the floor.

"Sorry, I thought you wanted to do more." I replied as I was pulling on my
shorts and watching Buddy. I guess playing with each others penis is OK
but don't put one in your mouth.

Buddy got out of bed and pulled on his shorts all the while staring at me
in disgust. "What are you a little queerboy?"

"I said I was sorry."  Damn what had I done?  Not only did I let on to
Buddy that I wanted to suck him but he now knew my darkest secret.  "Just
forget it!  I didn't mean anything, I just wanted to see what it was
like."

"Why on me - I like girls, you know that."

"I told you the same thing, remember?" I continued, "It was just a mistake
let's let it drop."



We must have argued for about ten or fifteen minutes getting louder and
louder.  I couldn't figure Buddy out, he loved me playing with his dick
and I had no complaints with him feeling me, but why go nuts when I wanted
to make him feel better?

"What are you two doing making all this noise?!?!?" his mother yelled as
she burst into the room.  She was half asleep and looking very pissed that
we woke her.

"Nothing mom," Buddy said. "We just had a fight and Mike is going home."

OK I was going home, guess it was not my place to argue that after all I
was the one to start the fight.

"He can't just leave at two in the morning," she said.

"It's all right, its just down the street," I replied. "I'm sorry I just
can't stay here tonight." I started packing up my overnight junk and
headed out the door while Buddy watched silently and his mother tried to
find out why we were so mad.

I walked up the street almost in tears feeling ashamed and alone.  Buddy
had always been there for me and we shared everything.  If he didn't want
to continue with any sex play why didn't he just say so.  What was I going
to do?  Was he now telling his mother what I did to him?  What was I going
to tell my mother after all...

Oh shit, my porch light was on!  Buddys mom must have called my house.

My mother met me at the door in her bathrobe and she looked very pissed
off.

"What did you two do to get so mad at each other that you woke up two
goddamned households?" she demanded.

We went inside and I looked at her. "Nothing we just had a fight over an
Atari game thats all, it just got out of hand." Well as you can guess I
could not look my mother in the eye and tell her I was gay and had tried
to have sex with her friends son, so I used a stupid game as an excuse
for the fight.

"It's late, get your ass to bed," she told me. "This is not over we are
going to talk about this in the morning.

I went into my room and sat on the bed thinking about what happened.  The
more I thought about it the more upset I became.  I was gay, my moms only
boy was a queerboy.  She would kill me when she found out what I had done.
 I laid in bed sobbing into my pillow wondering what I was going to do.
One moment of poor judgment had ruined my whole life.  When Buddy told my
friends that I was "a fag" I would become an outcast, at the very least I
would be drummed off of the football and wrestling teams by my teammates.
I fell into a fitful sleep with my pillow soaked with my salty tears.

The next morning when I got up I found Buddy, his mom, and my mom at the
kitchen table waiting for me.  I nearly died when I saw all three sitting
there, thoughts were going back and forth in my head - What was I going to
say?? , What did Buddy say happened??, How many friends knew what I did??


My mom said, "As far as I am concerned both of you are grounded."  "I want
you and Buddy to go to your room and sit down and work this out like
adults."

"But mom, we.."

"I don't want to hear it, just do what I say."



Well that was the end of the discussion, when she says "just do it" that
is my cue to do it or get punished even more that what I was going to get
anyway.

We walked into my room and shut the door behind us.  "So how many friends
have you told?" I asked.

"I haven't told anyone," He replied. "I don't want to be called a fag."
Buddy sat down in my beanbag chair and looked right at me. "I told my mom
that we had a fight over a football game."

"Are you going to tell my friends?" I asked worried that my life still
might be over if this got out.

"I said that I don't want to be called a fag, I'm not telling anyone."

I asked  "How  could something that felt so good could be wrong or bad?"

Buddy once again told me that the matter was closed and he was not going
to
talk about it any more.

I tried to get him to talk to me but he had the same stubborn streak that
I had and it was no use.

We went back out into the kitchen and told our mothers that the fight was
just a small part of our friendship going in two different directions and
that we still liked each other but that the friendship had just not worked
out.  Both my mom and his were a little shocked but agreed that we had
worked it out like men and they would not press the issue.

A few weeks went by and I was still a little depressed over what happened
with Buddy as well as being sexually frustrated because I had lost my only
partner.  My mom noticed my behavior and had a family friend talk to me
about what was bothering me.

Jeff had been a friend of the family for many years and even dated my
fathers younger sister at one time.  He had remained a friend to my
mother even after my mom and dad split up.  He had always been like a
second father as well as a big brother to me over the years coming to
birthday parties and doing some things together once in a blue moon.

Jeff came over to my house while my mother was at work to see how I was
doing. He told me my mom was concerned over my depressed state and he
wanted to see if I wanted to talk it over.  Jeff pressed the issue and
promised that anything we talk about was between "us guys".

"Mike I know how hard growing up can be especially without a father around
to help work out some problems," Jeff told me.  "I want to be here to help
you if I can and I hope you will let me."

"Thanks, but it is just a personal problem and I guess I'm still a little
bummed out over losing a friend." In truth I wanted and needed to talk out
what was bothering me but I just could not take the chance.

If this had been anyone else he might have dropped it but Jeff is as hard
headed as they come.  "Mike you need to relax and trust me,  nothing could
be as bad as you think."

Yeah right, did he have his best friends dick in his mouth? I don't think
so.  I wished that he would leave me alone while at the same time praying
that he would keep hounding me until I broke and spilled my guts so to
speak.

After about ten minutes of hounding I took a chance and testing the
waters a little to see what reaction Jeff would really have.  "Buddy
caught me playing with myself  - I just - I can't face him." I blurted
out.

Jeff laughed a little bit and said, "All boys masturbate - its nothing to
be upset over."

"But he saw me and I just can't be friends with him anymore."

I guess Jeff sensed that there was more to the story and looked me in the
eye flat out asked me, "Were you trying or actually having sex with Buddy?"

My mouth dropped open and I must have had an expression of guilt and shame
on my face because Jeff asked me again. "Mike, are you fooling around with
Buddy or other boys?"

That was too much for me to digest and accept at one time. How did Jeff
guess?  My mind was reeling and I could not see straight and I had no idea
where I was all of a sudden.  I broke down in hysterics, the next thing I
remember is sitting on the couch with Jeff hugging me and telling me that
every thing would be OK.  I could not look Jeff in the face after he found
out my darkest secret and at this  point I  felt so alone that killing
myself was an option on my mind.

I must have cried for ten minutes and felt alone and lost, not only was I
gay but now my mothers friend knew also.  How was I going to tell her and
what would she do to me? I wanted to look to see if my dad had left one of
his guns in the house. How was I going to go on now.  First Buddy, now
Jeff, finding out that I liked boys.  I just sobbed like a lost child and
had no idea what I should do. My world was falling apart all around me and
I was left in the middle looking at the pieces.

Jeff took me by the chin and lifted my face up until our eyes met, "Mike
listen to me."  I tried to pull away and get out of there, I wanted to run
and hide from all my problems.

"Mike!! Michael!!! Look at me, Jeff demanded.  I looked up into his eyes
and he said,  "You did nothing wrong. Do you understand?? You have done
nothing wrong."

I was still shaking and had tears running down my face but I was listening
to him and wanted to hear what he had to say to me.  "You're not mad at
me??"

"Why should I be?" he answered. "You've done nothing any different than
most other boys. They just won't admit to fooling around."  He still had
his arm around my shoulder and told me relax and "breath through my nose"
for a little while and calm down.

Jeff got up and came back with a glass of water for me to drink and tried
to calm me down.

"Mike listen to me very carefully." "I want you to feel OK about this and
I am not going to tell your mother. I just need you to trust me and tell
me what really had happened with Buddy last month."

I took a chance and told him everything that happened between us and he
sat quietly listening without any comment or sign of disapproval.

When I was finished Jeff took my hand and said, "Mike I know that was hard
for you to tell me and I just want you to know that you are not alone.
Lots of boys fool around - it is just a passing phase that you are going
through."

"I think.. I mean that.. Oh damn!"

"Take your time Mike, What are you trying to say?"

"I think I might be a fag - I like what I did - I mean I like how it felt,
but Oh man I don't know I just don't know."  I did not know how to tell
Jeff that it was not just a phase.  I liked boys and I needed to say it
but I did not know how.  I wanted badly to just let loose and say what I
was thinking but I was scared.

"Mike," Jeff sighed, "You might be gay- so what - I don't care."  "I will
be here if you need to talk - trust me OK??"

I looked at him not knowing what to say to him.

"OK Mike?" he repeated, "Trust me."

I nodded my OK to him and with that he shocked my already shaken frame.

"Mike you are not alone at all - I like - OK I asked you to trust me so
I'll trust you."  Jeff took a deep breath  and spoke.  "I like guys also
and I guess you could call me a fag if you wanted to - you wouldn't
though, you know how much those words can hurt, don't you?"

I nodded and asked "Can I change the way I feel?"

"Sorry Mike, you are what you are and nothing can change that."  "I want
you to know that I am here for you - come to me with your questions.
Don't be afraid to ask me anything, OK." I nodded  "Call me - anytime."
He gave me a big hug and went to put the glass in the sink.

My mother came home at this time and saw Jeff  with me and asked
"Everything OK?"

"Yes mom, thanks."  "We just had a little talk, thanks."

Jeff had to go, said goodbye, and went out to his car  followed by my
mother. I was a little concerned when they talked at his car for about
thirty minutes but was relieved when my mom told me that anytime I needed
a friend or father figure to call Jeff.  "I know it is tough with out a
man around to talk to - if you can't talk to me, please talk to Jeff."
"Don't hold your emotions inside - its not healthy."

I gave her a hug and told her that growing up was hard sometime and Jeff
had helped me work out some problems.

After dinner I called Jeff to find out what he had talked to my mother
about outside. Jeff told me that he did not tell her what we talked about
and just told her that I was confused about puberty.  "Thanks Jeff - you
want to do something together this weekend?"

"I'm free - we can find something to do.  I'll call your mother in the
morning to make the arrangements."  "Thanks," I said and hung up the
phone.

That night I laid in bed and thought of Jeff and how nice he had been to
me, the next thing I knew I had my erect penis in my hand and was pulling
it for all I was worth.  I came in my hand thinking about Jeff and was
stunned to find myself attracted to him.  I drifted off to sleep wondering
what I was going to do about my feelings for boys and now the feelings I
was having for Jeff.


Part Two of MyJeff   by IDreamCanU

Morning came and I was still feeling emotionally drained over the events
of the past
few weeks so I did what I always did to forget my troubles,  I sat in my
room with a Stephen King  book.  Stephen King has always and will always
be number one in my mind.  Reading has been an escape of mine for as long
as I can remember and being scared and confused I used the horror stories
to take my mind off of my troubles.  Hell, after reading what twisted
thing Mr. King had in store for the characters  in the book, my life was a
dream.

When I came back to the real world I got dressed and went into the kitchen
for a bite to eat.

"I thought you died - about time you got up," she said looking up from the
dishes as I entered the kitchen.

"I'm up - just reading" I answered.

"You missed Jeff, he just called." She informed me as I sat down to a bowl
of cereal.

"Huh?? When??" I asked.

"Well I guess about ten minutes ago," she said as she dried her hands.
"He is going to the drag races on Saturday and he wanted you to tag along"

"What did you tell him?!?!?"

She frowned. "You were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you so I let him
know that you had plans at the pool and couldn't make it."

"MOM!!!!" I cried. "Why'd you say that???"

She was grinning ear to ear and I knew she had me hook line and sinker.

 "OK, I told him it was up to you.  He said he'd be home all morning and
for yo.." she started to say.

I didn't let her finish.  I was up like a light and on the phone calling
Jeff to let him know I wanted to go to the races with him.

The phone rang three or four times and I was worried that he had gone
somewhere before I had a chance to accept his offer.

"Hello?"  He answered

"Hi Jeff, it's Mike."  I said

"About time you got out of bed," he told me. "Is that all you do? Sleep?"

I sighed, "Not you too? I was really tired and needed some sleep."

"Did you talk to you mother?" He asked.

"Sure did!! What time? When are you picking me up?  Who's going?"

"Slow down Mike."

"Sorry Jeff," I apologized.  "I'm just excited over going to the races -
never been to them live."

"No problem," he answered.  "I'll get you around ten and we can make a day
of it. Is your mom still home?"

"Yea, you want to talk to her?" I asked.

"Please."

"Mom! Jeff wants to talk to you!" I yelled.

She came into the kitchen, picked up the phone and talked to Jeff for a
few minutes then hung up the phone.

"Sit down young man." She said pointing to the table.

"What?? I didn't do anything!" I answered.

"Did I say you were in trouble?" She stated.

I shook my head "no" and sat at the table.

"Jeff wants you to go to the races and I think it's a good idea.  But,"
she continues, "he also wants you to spend the night."

Wow!! A whole weekend with Jeff now I really couldn't wait for Saturday.

She told me. "Jeff is a good friend - it's very nice of him to take you.
I want you on your best behavior - no goofing around.  Understand?"

"I understand."

"I don't want to lose a friend because you acted like a jackass.  I want
you to promise you will act like an adult and do everything he tells you.
OK?"

"Mom, I promise. I'll be good."  I replied.

She looked at me for a minute and said,  "I'll trust you - now how about
cleaning that pigsty of a room??"

"OK."

 I got up put the dishes in the sink and went back to my room.  Looking
around I didn't know where to start, the room was like all teenagers'
rooms - full of trash and clothes everywhere.  I set my mint to the task
at hand and thought about the upcoming weekend.  I finished and took a
shower to clean off the sweat.

Saturday finally came and Jeff picked me up in the late morning.  I hugged
my mom
goodbye and promised to be good.  We made it to the track early enough to
not only see the time trials of the racers for that evening but to get a
seat on the bleachers in a top corner with a perfect view of the starting
line.  I took the very corner seat and Jeff placed the cooler with the
essentials (beer for him and coke for me) between us.  A few cars were
lined up for practice runs and we watched in silence just enjoying the
day.

Jeff caught me looking at him.

"What's on your mind," he asked.

Choosing my words carefully, and not wanting to screw up our new found
friendship I said,  "I was thinking and - I, well - never mind."

He looked me in the eyes and reached over and messed up my hair (to this
day that gesture means love and caring)  "Mike, no, not never mind- if
something is on your mind say it.  I won't be upset with you."

"It's not that important." I lied.

"Take your time - I'll listen if you need to talk - trust me, OK."

He had told me to trust him, and he had not told my mother what we talked
about or made fun of me.  He had told me to trust him so I took a chance.
"Sorry Jeff, I'm just a little scared and feel alone sometimes - it's just
that I don't know what to do or how to feel.  I think just having someone
to talk to helps some - Thanks for the other day I was afraid that you
would hate me or - I don't know - just thanks."

Jeff placed his hand on my knee, "Don't worry about it.  I want you to
know that if you feel alone or unsure of anything, anything at all, ask me
OK?"

"I will." I told him.

"I'm not going to judge you.  Take a chance, everyone is not against you."

We sat quietly and watched a few time trials making potato chip bets on
the outcome of  the races.  Feeling a little better and wanting to test
the waters a bit I went for broke.

"Jeff  when you were my age did you - I mean - did you play with
yourself."

He smiled, "Sure did - still do when the mood hits me.  Mike, everyone
does it at one time or another.  That's nothing to be embarrassed about -
it's just not a topic that is talked about."

I asked, "What do you think about when you do it?"

Jeff  said. "that's a very personal thing  -that information is not shared
very often."

Jeff must have thought he upset me by his comment because he continued.
"Just as you  are having trouble admitting that you like boys - that's
how I  feel about sharing my fantasies."

"Sorry, I didn't want to put you on the spot like that.  I was just
wondering that's all."

"No problem, just remember that what a person does behind closed doors is
not anyone's business  - as long as no one is getting hurt."

I was feeling OK about Jeff and what we were talking about.  He was not
making fun of me - he seemed only to care about me as a person, not gay or
straight.  I really wanted to share something personal with him to show
that I trusted him so I did what he could not do, I told him that I had
masturbated thinking about him after our talk.

Jeff was looking at me strangely and I was thinking that I might have gone
to far and hurt our relationship.

"Mike, that must have been hard for you to admit - I really don't know
what to say about that," he said.

We had to end the conversation at this time because the stands were
filling up with people so we changed our discussion topic to more normal
things.  The races went on into the evening and by the time they were over
Jeff was sitting beside me and giving me friendly hugs.  I never felt so
loved and protected in my life as I felt that evening. When the races
ended we got into his car and headed to his house.

During the ride I asked, "Jeff have you ever had sex with another guy?"

Without taking his eyes off the road he said quietly,  "Yes a few times.
I just want you to know that if two persons loved and respected each other
that it was OK."

"I know about sexual stuff with girls - we learned that in health class,"
I continued, "and I know about oral sex and jerking off ."

"What are you getting at, Mike?"

"What do guys do together - how do they make love to each other?"

Jeff told me about oral sex, mutual masturbation, mutual oral sex, and
anal sex.  His explanations were direct and to the point but in my mind a
little to clinical in nature.  I thanked him for being honest and not
talking down to me or dodging the questions.

"Just ask if you have a question,"  He answered.  "If I don't know an
answer I'll tell you and try to find the answer for you."

By this time we made it to his house and went inside for the night.  Jeff
fixed up the extra bed in the den and came back into the living room to
join me.  I was a little bold due to the sexual talk in the car and
feeling comfortable with Jeff so I took a big chance.

"Would you show me how to make love to a man?" I quietly asked.

"What?!?!?"

"I know I'm gay - I just want to learn how"

He just looked at me quietly not speaking.

I went on. "I want to learn about my body and sex - please??"  I was
pleading and hoping that I was not asking too much of him, I just wanted
to learn and I really wanted to please Jeff.

Jeff  broke his silence and said, "Go take a shower- think about what
you're suggesting," he sighed.  "If you still want this I'll be in my
room.  We'll  talk about it then."

 We both went to separate bathrooms to shower and get ready for bed. In
the shower just as Jeff asked me, I thought it over.  No use, I had
feelings for him and was getting an erection just by thinking about it.  I
dried off  put on my pj bottoms and went to his room.

Jeff was sitting on the bed wearing his bathrobe when I walked in.  He
pointed to the corner of the bed indicating that he wanted me to sit down.

"Mike, are you really sure - do you know what you are asking?"  He asked.

"I want to learn - please, show me,"  I pleaded.

He repeated.  "Do you know what you are asking?"

I answered,  "Yes I do."

Jeff sighed and walked up to me and gave me a big hug.  He was stroking my
back with his fingertips and all I could do was hug him back.  His arms
were so strong and warm.

"Get undressed," he said while removing his robe.

"OK."

I was a little ashamed of my body because I just started to get pubic hair
and in my opinion my penis looked small to me.

Jeff said, "You're beautiful."

I think I blushed at that comment. Jeff took off his robe exposing his
body to me.  He was semi-erect (I was hard as a rock by then) and had a
thick penis that was about 6 +" long, and he wasn't fully erect yet.  To
me his penis looked like a monster.  We got into bed and Jeff pulled me
close to him and started feeling my body and kissing my face and lips.

"Oh Mike!"  He groaned, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

I just looked into his eyes and sighed.  Wow, he wanted me as much as I
wanted him.

I was in heaven, my body was tingling and my heart was going at a break
neck pace. He reached down and started playing with my penis.

"Do me like I'm doing to you,"  he panted.

I reached down and held him in my hand for a few seconds before starting
to stroke him like he was doing me. Jeff slid down and started kissing my
stomach, balls and penis.  All I could do was moan with pleasure as he did
to me what I so wanted to do to Buddy for so long.  When he took my penis
into my mouth I could not hold back and I guess with the inexperience of
youth came very quickly. Jeff swallowed what I gave him and moved back up
to my face and hugged me.

"Oh man! God thanks Jeff, that was wonderful!"  I said.  I was still
breathing hard but felt warm and good all over.  "Can I do that to you?"

 "Anything you want to do just do it - don't ask," he said.  "Making love
is a process of trial and error - just remember -  if it felt good to you
it will feel good to your partner."

I then went to Jeff's crotch and proceeded  to do the same things to him
that he did to me.  The feel of his penis in my mouth was wonderful, not
so much the fit or taste but the knowledge that I was bringing pleasure to
him.  My first blowjob must have been OK because after a few minutes he
came in my mouth.

"OH GOD MIKE!!!"  was all he could say as he flooded my mouth with his
seed.

To my shame it caught me off guard and I gagged  on it but managed to
swallow my first load.  I was worried that I had done it all wrong and by
gagging might have upset my new lover and friend.

"I'm sorry - just more than I expected,"  I said quietly.  "Sorry I gagged
- I want to please you."

Jeff gave me a big hug and was stroking my bare back.  "You were fantastic
- don't worry about gagging - you'll get used to it.  You made me feel
wonderful."

Cool!  I had pleased him, he was the greatest.  I was feeling like a
million bucks - I had a true friend and lover beside me.  Nobody, nobody,
had ever made me feel so loved and safe,  I was hoping that this moment
could go on forever. I drifted off to sleep in his arms that night feeling
more at peace than I ever had.  In the morning  awoke to find Jeff staring
at me.  I yawned and smiled back at him.

"You OK with what we did?"  He asked me.

"Of course - I did OK? Didn't I?"  I answered worried that I might have
done something wrong.  I know that was a baseless worry now but I so
wanted to please the one person who had shown me love and compassion that
I was becoming insecure about my actions.

"You were great - you're not ashamed or embarrassed about it  are you?"

"No,"  I answered.  "I want to try it again - can I?"

"You horny little bastard,"  Jeff laughed, while removing the covers and
exposing his body to me.

This time I took my time and really looked at a penis for the first time.
I was hard yet yielding at the same time.  I started playing with his nuts
with one hand while stroking him with the other hand. They were heavy and
warm - larger than mine.  It felt strange holding them in my hand not like
holding mine - I don't know how to say it - it was the same but different.
 When I got up the courage I started licking then sucking on his penis.  I
tried to take him inside my mouth all the way like he did to me but he was
just too big.  While I only had around 5 inches Jeff had about 7.  Jeff
was moving around  in the bed and I then felt his mouth on my penis.  This
was my first lesson in the art of sixty-nine and to say the least blew my
mind.  I can not remember any other time that I was receiving great
pleasure while giving pleasure at the same time.

Unfortunately this is not the movies and I once again came before Jeff but
he kept playing with me while I finished him off.  When it ended we laid
back in each others arms.

"Was I OK?"

"Never had better," he replied smiling.

I  laid there for a little while thinking about Jeff and what we had done,
 I felt wonderful and relaxed.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"Does what hurt?"

"You know - in - ah - when you get screwed in the butt?"

Jeff rolled onto his side, "It can if not done slowly - even then it still
can hurt.  Depends on the person - but yes it hurts some."

"Oh."

"Why are you asking," he asked.

"Just thinking - you want to do me?"

"Listen Mike, I won't do anything that you don't want.  Do you want to do
this?"

I really didn't want to yet but maybe someday I would.  I was a little
worried that Jeff wanted to do me and if I put him off we might not do
anything together.  I just laid there without saying anything, trying to
figure out what to say at this point.

"What's on your mind," he asked.

"I, well I, um - Jeff I don't want to yet OK? I mean if you want to I'll
do it for you."

He hugged me close and said, "I'm not forcing you to do anything - if you
don't want to fine.  Mike, I like you for you not for what we do in bed.
Do you understand?"

"I think so."

"If and when you are ready for this - you might never want to and that's
OK - I would love to show you, but if not it is up to you."

"You hungry kid?" He asked.

"Always, you know that."

Jeff made breakfast for us and we sat and ate quietly all the while I was
replaying
what happened in my mind.

Jeff noticed my distant look and asked, "You OK?"

"Fine, just thinking." I was enjoying the new feelings my body was
producing. "Can we do something next weekend?"

"Up to your mom, kid.  She might not agree to you spending the night two
weekends in a row - I'll ask her - OK?"

"Cool, can we do something like - you know like father and son.

We talked a bit and agreed to check out the local museum and just hang out
together.

The week passed without event and my mom seemed pleased that I was out of
my "funk".  I remember going to the movies with her one evening and just
being together, she just seemed happy that I was happy.


Part Three of MyJeff   by IDreamCanU

On Friday night I sat and really reflected on what I was doing with Jeff
and my feelings not only for him but for males in general.  I was no doubt
gay and that did scare me quite a bit. I guess in a world of conforming
just trying to be like one of the crowd is pressure enough but adding the
additional weight of  being different just made it unbearable.  I was torn
by my feelings and wanted, no prayed that I could be a normal teen.  All
my friends talked about is having sex with girls and all that typical boy
macho bullshit, all the while hormones are racing through my body pulling
me the other way.  I felt adrift on a sea of self doubt that was only
lessened by the presence of Jeff.   I was not feeling bad or ashamed about
having sex with Jeff at all, it was just that my life for the first time
was no longer simple.  My biggest worries were no longer how much homework
was I going to get or what I was going to do after school but how and when
can/will I tell my mom or for that matter the world I am gay or will I
have any friends if anyone found out about me.

This matter bugged me to no end and I guess it was my first taste of  an
adult thought process.  I wanted and needed to talk this out and was for
the first time thinking beyond the sexual aspect of being with Jeff and
just glad that he would be there for me.

On Saturday morning I met Jeff at the door and headed to his car for our
second outing (really no pun intended) as friends.  We parked at the local
Metro lot and bought farecards for the days travels.

While waiting for the train I asked Jeff.  "Why am I different?  I don't
want to be."

I was feeling alone and scared, my friends were not like me.  I was the
only one and I was hurting a little.  I knew Jeff would be there but I
still needed to know why I was like I was.  I was afraid of being
different.

"Why does a bird sing?  It is not that easy - you can't change what you
are.  If you try you end up more confused then before."

He moved me into a corner of the station and we sat on a bench.  "I don't
know why anyone is gay or not - we are who we are.  You are a wonderful
young man and just because you are a little different than your friends so
what?  I like strawberry ice-cream and you like chocolate - can you change
that??"

"I guess not," I answered.  "Sorry, I'm just confused - that's nothing
new.  Thanks - just don't abandon me - I need to sort all this out."

"I'm not going anywhere."

I know I have implied or even might have already have said it but having a
person love you unconditionally is the passport to a greater life and Jeff
was stamping my visa to a better life every chance he got.

We boarded the train and sat in the rear of the car alone.  The trip took
about twenty-five minutes and one change of trains before we got to the
station we needed. While on board the train we continued to talk about
life, feelings of self doubt , and about growing up.  I was looking at
Jeff in a new light, he always was very friendly to me in the past but now
it was much more.  I was seeing him as a teacher, lover, counselor, and
coach but most of all as a true friend.

We spent the day looking at the exhibits and just having a good time
sharing each other's joy.  I had been to the museum before but was
intrigued by the extra information Jeff added to what we saw.  He told me
about sitting in front of the TV watching Neil Armstrong walk on the moon
when he was 19 and the thrill of seeing a jet plane for the first time.  I
saw the planes and space craft on display in a new light, not just items
to look at but things that had a great impact on  lives.  Jeff opened up
my natural curiosity for the world and helped me discover the things
around me.

The trip home was nothing special, we joked and people watched to  kill
time until
we got to our stop.  Jeff took me to his place and we ordered pizza and
watched TV until dark. Jeff called my mom and asked her if I could spend
the night at his place and she agreed.  I talked to her briefly and
assured her that I was being good and not making a pest of myself.  We
continued to BS around the rest of the evening and any conversation was
light and unimportant.  I was again just enjoying his company in an
uninhibited manner.

"Can I sleep with you?" I asked Jeff as it got late.

"Only if you really want to - you don't have to you know."

"I want to - I know I can say no - I want to be with you,"  I said.

We laid in each others arms and talked for a while about school and
friends I had.
He asked me if I had talked to Buddy about our disagreement.  I told him
that he would not talk to me and it hurt a little.  He held me in his arms
for a few moments while we talked.

"Screw me."

"What?!?!"  Jeff pushed me away and looked at me.  "Do you know what you
are asking?"

"I want to please you,"  I said. "I want to try it - I thought about it
all week.

 "Mike, be honest with me."  He asked, "are you doing this for me - do you
think I need this?  I want to know the truth - please don't lie to me."

"I want to try - please show me," I pleaded.  "I want to do this - I want
to but with someone who loves me and won't hurt me."

Jeff went to the bathroom and got a bottle of lotion and returned to the
bed with me.

I was scared and tried to hide the fact, I did want this to happen but the
truth was I really was doing this for Jeff.  He had given me so much
pleasure and self confidence over the past few weeks that this was a thank
you for him.  I felt that I was strong enough to take any pain that I felt
and would fight the pain and lie to Jeff about it hurting.  I knew he
would not go further unless he thought this was for me but even though I
was doing this to bring him pleasure I so wanted to feel something beside
my own fingers in my ass.

"Are you sure?"

I didn't answer - I couldn't it would be a lie.  I leaned up and kissed
him and nodded my head "yes."

Jeff started giving me a tongue bath and worked his way toward my crotch
with his tongue.   He teased my nipples and chewed on my navel before
reaching my penis.

 Jeff noticed that I was not fully erect.  "Are you sure Mike?" He asked.

"I'm a little scared - don't stop, please.  I know you won't hurt me - I'm
just nervous."

"OK, relax.  Promise to stop me if it hurts."

"I will."

He went back to licking me- his tongue felt great and I remember him
placing my balls into his mouth and sucking them.  It was funny feeling -
a slight dull pain and underlying pleasure.  Jeff moved to my penis and
started sucking and licking me all the while tickling my anus with his
finger.  I was thrusting and moaning with intense pleasure and could only
let the waves of pleasure take me away.  My  penis was all hot and wet and
he now had one finger inside me and was touching what I soon learned  was
my prostate.  This was too much  - as soon as his finger touched my
prostate I came in a mad rush of burning pleasure.  Jeff moved up and
hugged me as I came down from this intense orgasm.

I was covered in sweat and looked Jeff in the eyes.  "That was great,"  I
panted.  "What did you touch?  It was weird and felt like nothing I've
ever felt."

Jeff explained that he massaged my prostate and it can and does cause
intense pleasure to men, he called it a man's hidden secret.

"I'm ready if you want to try"  I told him as I came down from my orgasmic
high.

 Jeff kissed me full on the lips and told me, "I need to loosen you up
with my fingers.  Relax and enjoy."  He then had me lay on my stomach
while he went to work on my anus.

Jeff started dripping lotion on my anus and wiggle his finger around the
opening.

"OH! OH!" I moaned, "don't stop."

 I was humping my dick into the mattress enjoying the feeling while he
worked his index finger inside of me.  After a while worked a second
finger inside.

Damn this hurt.  I was biting my lip trying not to let him know he was
hurting me.  I wanted so bad to please him that I would take this pain
just to make him feel good.

He worked the second finger further back and I gasped in pain.

"I'm sorry!"  Jeff said as he pulled out of me. "Mike you should have told
me it was hurting."

"It's not that bad - you just moved a little fast. Don't stop - I want to
try."

"Only if you are really sure.  Don't lie - please don't do that to me."

"Yes, I really want you to - OK?  Keep on going - just do it slow."

Jeff went back and put more lotion on me and worked one finger inside me
again and started the pleasure in me again. After about ten minutes he
started working his second finger in me while dripping more lotion to lube
me up more.  It started hurting a little but I took every effort  not to
show any pain to Jeff so he would not stop.

I had my eyes clamped shut and told Jeff,  "Go a little slower - don't
stop - just go slow."

"You sure," he asked.

"Yes, just go slow," I answered.  "Slow up but don't stop."

After a few minutes the pain dulled and was replaced by a pressure feeling
not unlike having to go to the bathroom.  Jeff now had worked a third
finger into me while he kept putting lotion on me and his fingers to keep
me lubed up.

I was as ready as I was ever going to be and decided that is was now or
never.

"Fuck me," I moaned while bucking my hips back at his fingers.

"You sure?"

I nodded and squeezed my ass around his fingers to show him I was ready.

He removed his fingers and put lotion on his penis to make it slick.  He
then placed a pillow under my pelvis to raise my ass up some for him.
Jeff placed the tip of his penis at the opening of my rectum and I pushed
back trying to get him inside but he pulled back.

"Relax or I'll stop," he said as he placed his penis back at my  opening
and he worked it back and forth for a few seconds.

"Here I go - you stop me if I hurt you. OK?"

"OK."

He then started to enter me.  It was very painful at first but I wanted to
please Jeff more than anything and would take the pain for him.  The head
of his penis was all the way inside me and he started inching his way
further inside me.

Jeff asked, "are you  OK?"

"Don't stop - doesn't hurt much," I panted.  "No more than your fingers -
just go slow."

Jeff continued to push in me slowly.  I hurt so bad that I had tears in my
eyes.  He was moaning and I knew that he was enjoying it - I just HAD to
please him.

When he was all the way inside I told him to stop for a minute and let me
get used
to the fullness.  I will not lie and say it was the greatest feeling in
the world but I knew I was giving to the man who helped me so much.

After a bit the pain stopped and was replaced by a full feeling.  He was
inside me all the way and pressing against my prostate bringing me waves
of pleasure that masked the dull throb I felt in my ass.

"Go slow,"  I said humping back so he would start fucking me.

Jeff pulled back about an inch and pushed back, he kept this up for a
while and then started to take longer strokes inside me.  The pain was
still there but lessened as time went on, he also was touching my
prostrate again and even though I became soft when he entered me I was
getting hard again.

Soon, I was humping back meeting his thrust and starting to get into the
act as much as Jeff was.  Jeff was breathing hard and I felt sweat
dripping on my back as his humping tempo increased as well as his
breathing did.

Jeff moaned, telling me that he loved me.

 I felt his penis throbbing inside my ass and he stopped moving.  Jeff was
still but I knew he was still coming so I clamped my ass as tight as I
could to help his pleasure.  He let out a sigh and fell on top of me and
was panting like he just ran a foot race.

Jeff pulled his penis out and rolled me over and held me tight in his
arms.  "God I love you"

"I love you too.  Was I OK?" I asked.

"You were amazing," he said while kissing my forehead.

This pleased me to no end, I a young boy, had made a man feel great.

"Are you hurt?"  He asked with concern in his voice.

"Throbbing - but no pain." I lied.  It did hurt some but not very much at
all.

Jeff reached down and started playing with me but I pushed his hand away
from me.  He looked at me and I asked, "Can I try it."

He laughed and rolled onto his back and raised his legs exposing his ass
to me.  He then put some lotion on my penis and some on his ass and guided
me between his legs.

Jeff took my dick and placed it at his rectum. "Push in slow and when you
are all the way in stop."

"OH GOD!! OH! OH!" was the only sound I could make.

I was in HEAVEN, as I entered him all I felt was hot moist pressure all
around my penis.  The sensitive head rubbed all sides of him as I went all
the way inside him.

When I hit "bottom"  Jeff reached up and kissed me.  "Go to town young man
- have a blast."

My penis was on fire, all hot and tingling as I humped back and forth
looking into Jeff's eyes.  I had masturbated and also enjoyed Jeff sucking
my penis before but this was much different.  I had an intense pressure
building at the base of my penis and a feeling of what I will call urgent
tension in my groin.  I was feeling the most intense sensations of my
life.  Jeff looking into my eyes, my penis on fire and a feeling of love
and lust that could not end.  I felt out of control, my hips thrusting, my
ass clamping tight and my heart beating so fast that I thought it would
explode.  Then it happened.

"OH!! AAAAHHHHHH"   I felt my body stop moving and my penis throbbing and
spitting my semen into Jeff.  I could not catch my breath, this was the
best feeling I ever had.

Jeff let me come down from my high. "You like??" he asked.

He had to be joking it was unbelievable.  "I've never felt like that - it
was awesome - it was the best."  I reached up and hugged his body to mine.
 God he felt hot. I wanted this moment to go on forever.

The rest of the evening was not an orgy of carnal lust but filled with
what can only be described as love making.  We each did our best to please
each other and enjoy our bodies.  Jeff had seen me for who I was and
showed me who he was.  I don't think there can be a greater sign of love
and trust than sharing yourself with one you love.


Part Four of MyJeff   by IDreamCanU

In the morning we took a shower together, no sex play just sharing water and
close contact.  When we got back to the bedroom we sat on the bed and for
no reason Jeff thought that a tickle war was needed.  I was not big enough
to ward off a full "tickle" attack and laughing I cold not use my
wrestling moves, so I lost this battle.  I tell you it sure was fun.  We
were becoming comfortable
with each other and I never wanted to leave his sight.

Jeff drove me home and came inside for some coffee with my mom.  We all sat
around the table and chatted about this and that.

"So what did you learn at the museum?"  Mom wanted to know.

"We saw the lunar module," I answered.  I think I caught her off guard
when I asked, "what were you doing when man first walked on the moon."

She answered my questions and seemed  pleased that I was learning
something and not just fooling around.  (Boy, I guess she was wrong about
the fooling around part.)

The next few weeks went by slowly, I was working on school projects and
could not wait for the summer to come around.  To a kid, summer was the
best, no school, no worries, and all the time in the world just to be a
kid.  Jeff and I saw each other some during this time but he left me to
what he called my job, school.

June "finally" came and with it summer vacation.  I, at this point had
begged my mother to let me spend some more time with Jeff.  She agreed but
always checked with Jeff to make sure I was not becoming a pest.  For some
reason Jeff never seemed to mind my company.

Jeff and I spent weekends together, the weekdays were a pain because he
had to go to work and that left me alone to find my own entertainment.  I
would go to the pool and have a good time with other kids I knew and I
even saw Buddy on occasion, but he never said more than 2 words to me.  I
was not lost without Jeff it was just that I wanted, no needed his
companionship.  When we were together Jeff and I "clicked." We often
finished each others thoughts and had a connection that I think only true
lovers can share.

The weekends were a dream, Jeff and I did everything together.  We went to
the movies, pool, and any other thing that struck our fancy.  I would
spend the night with Jeff every chance I got and this would almost always
lead to some sex play.  Mind you I was the one who started any play and
Jeff just let me use his body to please myself and him.

On one such overnight my mother dropped me off at Jeff's house about half
hour before he was due home from work.

"You behave yourself and just watch some TV 'til he gets home," I was
instructed.

Being a typical teen I had some revenge on my mind from the tickle war I
lost to his probing hands.  OK teens are not that original in their
practical jokes and I decided that I would hide in the house and jump out
and scare him.

I hid in Jeff's closet and waited for him to come home from work.  I knew
that Jeff always changed clothes as soon as he got home and my hiding
place not only gave me cover but if I was lucky I would get a secret peak
at his body.   I had seen Jeff in all stages of dress and arousal but a
hidden view was somehow more exciting.

After what seemed like hours Jeff came home and went to his bedroom. Just
as I expected and started to undress.

This was fun, I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing and giving myself
away while I was watching.  He was down to his boxers and getting his
"around the house" clothes out all the while scratching and pulling on his
dick.  I was getting hard from the excitement of watching him secretly as
well as wanting to be the one to touch him.  I was taken off guard when he
pulled off his boxers and laid down and started to masturbate.

"Guess he wasn't lying about playing with it," I said to myself.

Damn!  Jeff was masturbating and I was getting a view of his hard penis
and
balls without him knowing.

I let Jeff get really involved in his self pleasure and quietly slipped
out of the closet and crept up on Jeff.  I stood beside his bed and could
not believe he did not know I was there.  He had his eyes closed tight and
was pumping his fist so fast that it was a blur of motion.  By the pumping
of his ass in time with his
fist I knew he was ready to cum.

I took a deep breath and just as he shot his load yelled  "WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING!!!!!!!!!!"

Holy shit! His face was the funniest thing I ever had seen.  He was having
an intense orgasm at the same time as being scared out of his wits.  I
guess all guys have a deep fear of being caught playing with themselves
and I just hit that trigger with my lover Jeff.

He was panting, cumming  in his hand and trying to cover up at the same
time as looking around to find out who was in his room.  Poor guy.  I
spoiled a good cum, but damn I was laughing so hard I could not breath at
all.

Jeff finally  regained his senses and looked at me with hatred in his
eyes. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!!" he screamed.

"I was .."

He cut me off, "I said get out! Now!!"

I was hurt and scared now and with tears welling up in my eyes left his
room quickly.   Not knowing what to do at this point and scared that I had
blown my friendship with a simple joke, I started to gather my stuff up to
head home.

All sort of thoughts were running around in my head and I again felt lost
and alone, no not just alone, more alone than I was before my relationship
with Jeff.  My idea of a joke had hurt the one person I loved with all my
heart. God I wanted to die.  How could I have been so stupid.  I had
everything and had blown it over a dumb prank.

I had to get out of here fast.  Jeff made it clear that he no longer liked
me.  First Buddy and now Jeff - I couldn't do anything right.  I was
trying to think of where I could go to hide - no not just hide - run away
for good.  I had nothing to lose now - I had just lost everything.

I headed for the door with my things hardly seeing what I was doing
because of the tears.  I got the front door open just as Jeff came out.
He was wearing his robe and rushing towards me.

I didn't know what he was going to do and I froze like a deer in a
headlight.  When he got to me I dropped into the fetal position on the
floor covering up.  Jeff had never been violent to me or anyone but I was
so unsure of what he was going to do that I tried to make myself as small
as possible.

"Please don't hit me,"  I sobbed.  "I'm leaving ju-ju-just like you
to-to-told me to."

Jeff placed his hand on my shoulder and shut the door.

I pulled back from his touch and continued sobbing like a baby.  All I
could think about was how I messed up everything.

"Oh God, Mike." I heard Jeff say.  "I'm so, so sorry.  Mike please - Mike
please look at me."

He continued talking to me in a soothing voice and I finally heard him
through my sobbing and numbness.

"I'm sorry - please look at me."

I looked up at him with red wet eyes and saw the hurt in his face as well
as tears of his own.

"Mike, I'm so sorry.  You just scared me - I'm not mad at you."

I grabbed Jeff and locked him in a bear hug begging him to forgive me.

"Please don't hate me - I'm sorry - it was just a joke.  Don't hate me - I
need you - I'm sorry Jeff.  Don't be mad at me,"  I pleaded.

We were locked in a huge embrace, holding tightly to one another.  Through
his tears, Jeff said emotionally, "I'm not mad - you just scared me and I
reacted without thinking.  I never wanted to and never will hurt you.  I
love you so much and need you  in my life."

He held me in his arms and let me settle down some and get myself back
together.

We went into the living room and sat on the sofa to talk.  Jeff still had
his arm around my shoulder and was not letting go.  I think he wanted to
show me he still cared for me and the close contact was that way.

"I wanted to scare you," I said.

Jeff looked a little more relaxed and that put me at ease.

"Mike, I reacted all wrong and I'm sorry.   You almost gave me a heart
attack," he said as he ruffled my hair and pinched my leg.

 I could breath again, it was OK, Jeff did not hate me.

We joked around and laughed a bit while we both relaxed and come down from
the emotional turmoil and anxiety we were both feeling.

"Why were you playing with yourself?" I asked.  You knew I was coming over
 - damn I might want to use what you wasted on the sheets."

"Sometimes a person needs to please themselves  without worrying about
needing to please a partner," he replied.

This was a little over my head but I took his word for it. Still couldn't
figure it out though - I had stopped jerking off and saved up for Jeff.
It felt so much better when you saved up some juice and I sure loved
getting rid of it.

Once again I apologized to him for scaring him and promised never to do it
again.

"Forget about it - it's over," he said.  "Just remember I am not a young
teen  -sudden shocks could kill me."

"OK man," I laughed.

He smiled at me, "what are you going to tell your mother or the police
when they find me dead in the nude with you  hiding in the closet???"

We both got a good laugh at that mental picture.

There was a little tension in the air that needed to be broken so I did
what I could do - I wanted to suck Jeff off.

I bent down and opened his robe and started to fondle his prick.  It was
still slippery from the lotion he had on it and after a few moments I had
him hard and ready for action.  I started at his sack and worked up to the
base of his tool and had to stop.

"That lotion tastes  like shit," I told him.  "If you want me to finish
you off you need to wash up."

Jeff got up, went to the bathroom and came out with a wet cloth.  "Here,"
he said tossing my the cloth. "I can't taste it so it's your problem not
mine. Why don't you wash me?"

Well, he was right I wanted to have him in my mouth and boy did I ever
want to show him that a mouth was better than any old hand.

"There," I said wiping him clean. "He looks good enough to eat."

"Stop talking - go for it"

The hard tool  was cleaned and ready for a tongue lashing to end all
lashings.  I started at the base and licked the penis like it was a piece
of hard candy that needed to be licked down to nothing.  Up and down on
the penis  I went never sucking just licking.  Jeff was going nuts his
hips were bucking and every time I got to the tip he tried to shove it
into my mouth. I was having nothing of that, it was my candy to lick and
suck if needed or wanted to.

In about five minutes Jeff was insane.  "OH! OH! Don't stop - suck it!!
Please suck it." He said begging for relief.

The begging and my own lust was too much and I took all of his penis into
my mouth, that is about five inches of it, I could not deep throat him at
yet.

"AAAHHHH!!!!" He yelped as he flooded my mouth with a bitter salty spew of
semen.

We laid back and caught our breath preparing ourselves for another round
of play.

"OK, slave man - do me," I ordered.

Without a second of hesitation he had my pants around my ankles and my rod
in his mouth.

"OH MAN!"  I panted while humping my hips.

Damn, Jeff could suck cock.  My penis was in a warm moist vacuum that was
mind numbing.  Pictures of boys and lights were flashing in my head as I
let myself go.  The feeling was great as always, there is nothing like a
good blowjob to clean your pipes.  My ass was moving to his motion and I
was fighting to hold back for a few more moments.  Then it happened, I got
that all too familiar urgent pressure feeling in the base of my penis and
then I was gone.

"AAAHHHH OOOHHH!!!"  Stars were flashing in my head as my load shot forth
in several blast of passion.

I kissed Jeff and tasted some of myself in his mouth. "Thanks Jeff - you
are great, " I said while hugging him.

"Hey, I enjoyed it too," he grinned.

Feeling better and knowing that we were still friends I relaxed and had
a great time with Jeff.  We ordered Chinese food and watched TV side by
side.

When bedtime rolled around I asked ,  "could you do me?"

"You little sex maniac," but did not seem too put out by my request.

I had come to like Jeff fucking me and over time there was not much pain,
just pleasure in pleasing my lover.

Jeff took me in his arms and laid me down, he proceeded to give me an all
body massage.

I was again in heaven with no tension left inside me.  My body was kneaded
and rubbed to the point of relaxation verging on sleep.  Jeff probed my
anus with his finger and lubed me with that foul tasting lotion in
preparation for his penis.

"Lay on your side," he said when I was loosened up.

He positioned himself behind me in a spoon like fashion and I felt the tip
of him push forward into me.

"Yes," I moaned pushing back for him to gain entry.

Like always he stopped when the head was inside and then slowly pushed all
the way in and stopped for a minute for me to adjust.  He played with my
nipples and penis while slowly starting to hump my ass.

His fingers on my chest and hand on my dick were the only thing I could
think about.  I tried to squeeze my ass tight giving Jeff as much pleasure
as he was giving me.

"I love you," was all I heard as he came in my ass in a mad rush.

He was in all the way and I could feel him tremble with pleasure.  Jeff
continued to pull on my penis and I dropped a second load onto his sheets.

Jeff got up and came back with a warm cloth. "My turn to clean you.  Where
do you hide all that shit?"

"Save it up for you," laughed as he wiped me clean and slipped into bed
beside me.

We talked for a while and just enjoyed the feeling of closeness before
falling asleep for the night.

I woke Jeff up around 8 and asked, "what's up for the day?"

"Well," he said, "we are going fishing."

"Great!!  I haven't gone fishing in years."

Jeff got up and went to the bathroom for a shower and when he was finished
I took one also.

We had a breakfast of cold cereal and juice then went to his basement to
retrieve the fishing equipment.  We went to a local tackle and bait shop
and
picked up some bait and got a fishing license for me, for some reason Jeff
did
not want trouble with the law.  I guess if you are having sex with a minor
you
worry some but I would never betray Jeff or for that matter anyone I
loved.

At the lake we rented a small row boat, I got to row - lucky me, and went
to a quiet area to fish.  The day was just warming up and there was a cool
breeze blowing to keep the heat in check.

It was so nice being on the water with no worries in the world, almost
like we were the only two persons in the world.

Well, Jeff was a good teacher but the fish were not willing to give up the
ghost this fine day, so we left with some sunburn and no fish to show for
it. On the way home we stopped at the local taco place and had a large
lunch.

"Who are you hanging around with when I'm not around?" He asked.

"No one really - spending time with you and just reading - I hit the pool
some and play some football."

He seemed really worried that I was not around other boys my age and just
spent my time with him.  I was not lonely or starved for attention it was
just that Jeff understood me and it was him I wanted to be with every
chance I got.

"You need to be around kids you own age, Mike.  Don't miss out on other
fun just to be with me - you need to be a kid."  He continued, "spend some
time with your other friends - I'll still be around."

Jeff was very serious and I told him that I would play more with my
other friends when I got the chance.  I told Jeff that he meant the world
to me
and that I would do anything for him. He tousled my hair and said the most
profound thing anyone has ever said to me.

Jeff said  "We all need a place in life, just find yours and go. If you
need an oar I'll help you steer toward your path."

I gave Jeff a hug. "Thanks Jeff," I said looking around to see if anyone
noticed the hug.  I know the hug had no sexual meaning but being a typical
teen I did not want to show public affection, thinking back wouldn't life
be much better if we showed others love and respect??

At Jeff's house we showered off the days sweat and grime each in our own
bathrooms.

 My back was starting to hurt from the sunburn.  "Jeff you have any cold
cream?" I asked pointing to my back.

 He got a bottle of  some kind of medicated skin lotion and had me lay
across his lap while he rubbed some on my back.

No complaints from me it felt real good having his strong hands kneed my
back and cool the fire from the sunburn.

I could feel Jeff getting hard and being the bastard that I am I started
moving my body around and putting pressure on his crotch.

This continued for a little while longer and the kneading hands seemed to
work lower and lower until my ass cheeks were the primary target.  Boy did
it feel terrific, a buttocks massage is wonderful, sexual, and pleasing
all at the same
time.  As Jeff played with my buns I worked my shorts down exposing my ass
for him to work on without any fabric to hinder his probing hands.

"Don't stop," I sighed.

I could feel his fingers trace the valley of my bald cheeks and slowly
work
into the crevice seeking my little brown-eye.  I was enjoying is probing
and worked my hips against him in an attempt to give him some pleasure
also.

I could feel his index finger working its way inside me and sliding in and
out.  He was moving slow and then fast, all the while working in a
circular motion that no penis could ever match.

"Oh!!!" I moaned while bucking my hips for more.

Yes I wanted him inside me but boy oh boy did this feel good.

 After what seemed like four hours Jeff had me stand up and sit on the
couch.   He knelt between my legs and started licking and kissing my inner
thighs but ignoring my throbbing boyhood that was demanding some
attention.

I tried to wiggle down to give him some access to my dick but he would
have no part of that.

He was the master now and I was his slave to pleasure.  He told me that if
I
moved he would stop and to pretend that I was tied to the sofa. (Now that
was a good idea - wish we had we tried that)

Licking and sucking Jeff worked on my balls and slowly moved toward the
base of my penis.  He worked his way up and down my prick and all I could
do was moan my pleasure afraid to move and lose the feeling he was giving
me.  After what seemed a lifetime he suctioned my penis into his mouth and
went all the way to my groin in one fast and terrific move.  He was
sucking and moving up and down and I instinctively started humping my hips
in time with his mouth.

"OHHH AAHHHH!!!" In a sudden rush I filled his mouth with my hot load and
smiled as some dribbled onto his chin.

With the bottle of lotion in his hand he looked at me and without one word
said out loud I raised my legs to give him access to my backside.  He
spread some lotion on my ass and then on his penis.  With my legs over his
shoulders he entered me.  When he was all the way in he leaned forward and
started sucking my nipple while humping his tool around in my backside.

God how I loved to give him pleasure and he was not doing too bad
returning the favor to me.

Jeff was panting and moving in wild and uneven motions and I knew he was
close to filling my bowels with his juice.  With a loud sigh I felt his
dick throbbing and filling me up.  He pulled himself out and sat beside me
with his arm pulling me close to him.

It was at this moment that I realized that I really meant as much to him
as he meant to me.   No words needed to be said - just his actions and
closeness said more than we ever could have expressed verbally.

I felt a closeness that was comforting and not entirely sexual, it was
just that we understood each other and shared everything.  We just sat
there for about thirty minutes and got up and dressed.

We went to the kitchen and made some sandwiches and a soda then sat back
down in the living room and watched a baseball game sitting side by side.

When the game was over we went out to his car and unloaded the gear
that was left there when we came inside earlier.  Back inside we horsed
around
some and wrestled on the floor.  Being a high school wrestler and football
player I had the upper hand on Jeff and could pin him at ease.  It was not
the Jeff was letting me pin him it was just that I had the extra training
and skill to take control of his body.

We worked up a good sweat and he suggested that we shower again to wash
off the sweat and musky smell we had about us.

He was heading off toward his room and I asked, "you want to join me?"

Well I did not have to ask twice and found myself nude with Jeff in the
shower once again.  We washed each others bodies and got out to dry off.
Nude and now clean again we went to bed for the night.


Part Five of MyJeff   by IDreamCanU

How the hell he does it I will never know but the "grown-up" Jeff woke up
early leaving me asleep, teens need more than seven hours of sleep and
with the extra activity I was so tired that "coma" might be a better word
to describe my sleeping this morning.

"Good morning kiddo," Jeff said as he woke me around 10:00am with  a tray
of toast and juice for us to share.

"Morning."

We sat and ate together him dressed,  me in the nude. After breakfast I
brushed my teeth then after getting dressed met up with Jeff in the living
room.  He was reading the Sunday paper and I sat beside him and read the
comic page. He had all the windows open and there was a nice breeze
blowing through the house.  We sat there together not speaking just being
close to one another.

"It's getting late - time to get you home," Jeff said while rubbing my
thigh.

"Keep that up," I moaned, "and we won't be able to leave anytime soon."

We both got a good laugh over that.  We then packed up my junk and headed
to my house.

We got to my house around noon.  Jeff came in with me to use the bathroom.
 My mom was not at home and we had the house to ourselves.   We sat at the
table and played some cards while waiting for my mom to return.

"Mike, we need to talk."

Oh no, what was wrong - Jeff had a real serious look on his face.

"What about," I asked.

"About you future." He continued, "what are you going to do when you get
out of school - you only have a couple years left."

"I don't know," I shrugged.

"Mike, you're smarter then that - what do you want to do - college?"

" I honestly don't  know. I haven't really thought about it."

He said,  "You've three more years of school -  time will fly  faster than
you can imagine. I'll support your decision but you have to make one and
soon."

We talked about this while playing cards and Jeff would not let up.  I was
seeing the fatherly side of him and his concern for my future.  OK, he was
bugging the shit out of me and asking what I couldn't answer, but he was
also showing his love for me and that he wanted me to make something of my
life.

"Jeff, I'll be OK - give me a break," I pleaded.

"You need to think about classes for the upcoming years - that's how you
prepare for college or a career."

"OK OK OK,"  I whined.  "Let's make a deal - I'll think about.  I'll
really think this out and let you know.  Just give me some time - I don't
want to be rushed."

"I want what's best for you - but, OK I'll give you 'til August - Deal?"

"Deal," I said.

"No extensions - I want you to take this seriously."

"I will."

Truth be known I had never thought about my life after school and wondered
what I could do or wanted to do.  I gave playing pro-football a passing
thought but that was a long shot, I was a good player but my grades were
not all that great.  Also I did not know if college was right for me.  I
like the outdoors and would die if stuck behind a desk from 9-5 every day
for the rest of my life.

"I'll really think about it - you have my word on it," I promised.

Jeff cleaned me out of match sticks and left before my mom got home from
the store, perfect timing, I had to carry in all the groceries without any
help.

I watched some TV with my mom after dinner, she seemed more quiet than
normal.

She turned off the TV and looked at me.  "Mike, what's up with you and
Jeff?"

Did she know or was she just being curious?  "Nothing why?"

This was going to be my biggest test, what was she going to ask?  I fought
to keep eye contact and a straight unflustered face.

"You spend all your time with him - and he is all you talk about," she
said.  "I just want to know what you two are doing?"

"We're just hanging out and talking - you said to trust him and talk to
him if I couldn't talk to you,"  I answered trying to toss the question
back to her.

"Mike, I'm your mother and my concern is for you. What do you talk about?"

"Mom," I whined, "it's kinda private."

She just stared at me with her eyes and I knew it was no use, I would have
to tell her something or she would not let it drop.

"Promise not to be mad or laugh?" I asked.

"Go on."

I took a deep breath and blushed while telling her a half-truth.  "I was -
I mean I wanted- I wanted to know about girls and stuff,"  I blurted.  "I
couldn't ask you - I mean it's too embarrassing, even now talking with
you."

I bowed my head breaking eye contact and tried to play the shy boy, in
truth it wasn't very hard - I was very embarrassed.

I looked back at her and said.  "We just hang out and talk - we do fun
things that I never had done before.  I like fishing and stuff."

She put her arm around me and gave me a little squeeze. "I'm feeling a
little left out of your life - you're growing up so fast."

"Sorry mom - I like Jeff and he is like a father and big brother all in
one.  I don't want to lose either one of you - I'll spend more time with
you if you want."

"That's OK - I just want to know what your doing - I don't like feeling
like the fifth wheel with my son.  Anyway I've already talked to Jeff and
wanted to make sure you're not driving him nuts.  He says you're no
trouble - you must have him conned," she laughed.

I gave her a big hug an apologized for leaving her out of my life and
promised that I would not keep her in the dark.  I got up and went to my
room to read some before turning in for the night.

Sleep did not come easy for me - was worried about what my mom said.  She
couldn't know that I was sleeping with Jeff could she?  I was hoping that
I put her at ease and that she would let it drop.  I rolled over and sleep
finally found me.

I slept for about 13 hours getting up around noon to an empty house.  I
found a note on the table with some chores for me to do while my mom was
at work.  All the fun stuff like trash, and to clean up the pigpen I call
a room.  Can't really complain I had waited months since the last cleaning
and could not find the floor with all the mess that was there.  I worked
on my room for what seemed like all day and was shocked to find out that I
had a rug under all the junk on the floor.

With the chores done I put on my swim trunks and went to the  pool for a
swim.  I figured why take a shower when the pool was next door and was big
enough to take laps in.  I hooked up with some of my friends and played a
game of sharks and minnows.  One person was "it" and we tried to swim past
him to the other side of the pool without being tagged.  If you were
tagged you became a shark and assisted in tagging the other players, a
dumb game but fun also.  After a while we gave up on the game and decided
to play some football in the local field.

The kids from the pool and a few others met up at the field to play.  I
was a little nervous when I saw Buddy among the players. We had not spoken
ten words to each other in the past few months or so and it was a little
uncomfortable.  Two of the ring leaders of our loose knit group started
picking boys for their team.  Being on the school football team as a
linebacker, I was chosen very quickly.  When all the boys were picked we
each took our positions to play.

Yes, you guessed it, Buddy was on my team.  What had been a slightly
uncomfortable situation had now become a very uncomfortable situation.

Being true competitors we put aside any disagreement and focused on
winning the game, after all to a 15 year old winning is everything.  We
had a typical boys game, no real rules and very rough tackles with each of
us trying to win and kill the other team at all cost.  It was a close game
and we all were cut, bruised, and scraped up but my team managed a
victory.  It was getting late
so we all headed home each in different directions in groups of two or
three.

I found myself walking by Buddy and following Jeff's example to me went
for broke and tried to start a conversation.

"Great game Bud," I said.

"Thanks," he mumbled without interest.

"I mean it," pressing on, "your soccer skills make you an excellent wide
receiver."

He made some sort of noncommittal sound but did not try to move away from
me or avoid the conversation.

"Why can't we still be friends?"

Buddy stopped and looked at me.  "You really think I play that well - or
are you just trying to make me talk to you?"

"I can't force you to talk to me - and I do think you play very well.  I
continued, "and I think we can still be friends."

"What we did was wrong," he said.

"Bud, we've been friends for a long time - let's not toss that away like a
piece of trash. What happened, happened and we can't change that - no one
can change the past."

He shrugged his shoulders and  said, "I'm not gay - we should never have
done any of that stuff together."

"Being gay has nothing to do with it - boys fool around all the time."

"How do you know??"

Thinking fast I told him, "I read it in a library book - it said most boys
fool around and being gay has nothing to do with it.  They are just
exploring their bodies."  Pressing on, "Listen Buddy, I'm sorry - I was so
horny that I wasn't thinking."

He just looked at me and said nothing.

"We can't change what happened - I just think it is stupid to waste a
friendship over one mistake."

Buddy shrugged his shoulders and while walking away said, "Maybe - I don't
know.  I'll see you at the pool."

Buddy walked off towards his house and I felt that if I did not have him
as a friend at least he was not my enemy.  On my way home I tried to
figure out what really was bugging Buddy.  I didn't think he was gay
because he always had hung around with the neighbor girls and seemed
really interested in them.

Was he scared of our friendship and worried that he might turn gay? Did he
just feel what Jeff told me all adolescents felt, alone and trying to find
out who they are and what other people think about them?  This line of
thought was giving me a headache and I resigned myself to the fact that if
Buddy did not want to be friends at least I tried my best.  Boy oh boy was
this a lot to think about.

When I got home my mom had a cow when she saw me.  "Sweet Jesus!! What
happened to you!! Are you all right??"

I could not understand why she was getting so upset until I saw myself in
the mirror over the sofa.  I had dried blood all over my arms and shirt,
some of it mine but most of it other boys'. "I'm OK - just played some
football,"  I told her.  "Maybe we got a little too rough - no one got
hurt."

I was ordered into the showers and she said to toss out my clothes so she
could either wash them or burn them which ever was easier.  I hopped into
the shower and washed a ton of dirt off my body and checked out how badly
I was
cut up.  It was not all that bad, I had a couple dozen scrapes and cuts
but what could I expect - we were playing tackle football on a dirt field.

Because I was becoming more aware of my body and the odors it produced
as I got older I put on some deodorant and felt refreshed.

I sat with my mom and had a nice dinner while listening to her lecture me
about playing football in such a rough manner.  She made it clear that she
did not want to have to take me to the emergency room for broken bones and
such.

I told her that I was being as careful as I could and that all kids get
roughed up a bit.  After a while I convinced her that I was not on the
path to a slow death by football and we sat and watched some TV.

After a while I excused myself and went to my room and read for a little
while. I decided to call Jeff to see what he was up to and tell him about
talking to Buddy.

"Hello," Jeff said on the other end of the phone.

"Hi lover," I giggled.

"I take it you're in your room - unless you have finally lost it, kiddo?"

"Of course I'm in my room.  Have a minute?  I need to talk to you."

"I've always time for you.  What's up? You OK?"

"I guess - talked to Buddy today - tried to make up."

"Well?" he asked.  "What did he say? You two OK now?"

"He didn't want to talk at first.  I pushed on and kept on talking and we
talked for a little bit."

"Are you two OK with each other now?"

"I think so- I mean he talked and made it clear that he doesn't want to
fool around that way but said he'd see me at the pool."

"Mike, that was a hard step you took - very grown up.  I hope you two can
make it as friends again - if not I'm sorry."

"Thanks," I answered blushing. "You have any plans this weekend?" I've
nothing to do if you want some company."

"Sorry Mike," he answered.  "I've got some work to do on Saturday and if I
don't finish up I can't go out of town for my vacation."

"Where you going?" I asked worried that I wouldn't get to see him for over
a week. He had not mentioned it and caught me by surprise by mentioning a
summer vacation.

"I know I told you - I had some time off coming up and needed to get away.
I talked to your mother about it so I had to of told you."

OK, I was smelling a rat here and was not going to be fooled much longer.
This might have been the reason my mom was worried about us - what did he
tell her?

"What's up?" I asked.  "Why am I out of the loop here?"

Jeff laughed, "I'm sorry - just playing with you.  I talked to your mother
and
arranged for us to spend a little time away from town together - that is
if you want to?"

"Fuck yes!!" I exclaimed.

"Watch your mouth Mike.  You know I don't care for that talk."

"Sorry - I'll save it for special occasions." I said with an evil grin.
"I'd love to spend some time with you - where we going?"

"Can't tell you," he answered. "It's a surprise - you've got to wait and
see - that is wait 'til Sunday."

I begged for a while and was met with a stone wall that a small tank
couldn't knock over.  I gave up and told him that I would be a wreck all
week if he did not tell me but would just have to accept the fact that he
could not trust me.

"Poor Mikey - Him so unhappy and unloved," Jeff said in baby talk.  "You
just have to wait - I don't play those guilt trip games, kiddo."

Well I guess the guilt and sympathy routine would not work on him so I
gave up and agreed to wait 'til Sunday.  We chatted for a while and  hung
up after we said goodbye.

Being a true bastard of a teen I now went to work on my mother trying to
get her to tell me what was planned for the week with Jeff.  She would
also not give in and the more I bugged her the more items she added to my
things to do list for the week.  I'm not stupid and stopped hounding her
at once, I knew defeat when it looked me in the eye.

I went back to my room and laid down think about what Jeff could have in
mind for a weeks vacation and wondering what Buddy was doing and if he
would still want to make up when I saw him next.  Lying there thinking
about Jeff and Buddy was making my balls churn with energy that had to be
let loose.

I undressed, turned out the light and went to bed thinking about the
possibilities of having sex again with Buddy and what new tricks I could
show him.

I started stroking my penis slowly at first but built up speed as I
continued to think about Buddy and his hot firm body.  Moving my hips and
squeezing my legs together tightly I shot a glob of semen onto my stomach
and shot two more globs into the air with them landing on my arm and neck.
 I cleaned the spunk up with my fingers and not wanting to waste any of it
slurped down what I could get up while rubbing  the rest onto my body.  I
always felt relaxed after a good cum and rolled over and drifted off to
sleep.

In the morning I found my list of things to do and was surprised  to find
the list very short.  I did my laundry and the dishes in a hurry and
changed for some pool fun.

At the pool I saw Buddy in the deep alone and dove in to meet him.

"Hi dork," he said while splashing some water at me and dove under water
and  appeared behind me laughing.

I was relieved, he was playing around like old times and I figured that
things just might be all right with us again. We splashed around for a few
minutes and had to get out of the water when the lifeguard called break.

Out of the water I grabbed my towel and want over to where Buddy was
sitting.

 "How's it going" I asked as I sat down beside him.

"OK, I guess."

Seeing some hesitation in him and wanting to regain our friendship I
pressed on.  "So did you think about what I said last night?"

"Yes, I thought about it for a while." He replied.

"Well," I asked, "can we still be friends?  Shit, we have been friends for
to long to let one thing no matter how big get in our way."

"A real big thing don't you think, Mike?" He stated.

Laughing I said. "You had the big thing not me."

 His face clouded over a bit and I regretted what I had said almost as
fast as I said it, but it was too late now. "I'm sorry Buddy,  just wanted
to break up some of the tension."

"You scared me a little with that stuff - If we hang around together we
can't do that - OK?"

"Buddy," I replied, "I made the mistake not you. If you still want to be
friends
we can put that behind us."

Buddy looked at me and asked, "Did you tell anyone about what we did?"

"Buddy I am not that stupid and would never do anything to hurt myself or
you.  Anyway who would I tell" thinking about Jeff.

He stuck out his hand I shook it while I told him that it was good to be
friends again.

"After all," I told him, "you are too damn good on the football field to
be on any team but mine"

He smiled at that and got up to go back into the water with me following
him.  I know he did not want to fool around but after what I had been
doing with Jeff in my mind I could not help but to look at his firm ass as
he went into the water.

We fooled around dunking each other and such and it seemed that he was
happy just to be friends again also.  I still had a feeling that things
were OK but
that they would never be the same as they were before I tried to suck
Buddy off.
I hoped I was wrong, but my feelings had a bad habit of being right.

After a little while Buddy had to go home so I continued to hang around
the pool for a while hoping that some other friends would show up.  No
such luck today, I guess the others had other plans on this day.  With no
one to hang with I headed home.

I finished some house work that I had to do and even did some of the
stuff that was on the list for the next couple of days.  When all the
housework
was completed I watched some TV and just loafed around doing nothing but
letting brain cells die from lack of use.

When dinner was finished I called Jeff and asked him what I should pack
for the trip he had planned.  I was hoping that I could get a clue from
the clothing need for the trip as to where we were going.

"So what do I need to bring?" I asked him.

"Five days worth of clothes, a light jacket, and swim trunks are
optional," he said with a hint of lust in his voice.  No luck on a guess
from that so I asked for a hint and was shot down fast.  We said our
good-byes and hung up.

The next few days were uneventful just waiting for the weekend so I could
finally find out what was planned.  I ran into Buddy a few times at the
pool and played some football with friends and was happy to see that he
was talking to me and even being the one to start the conversations.  We
were BS'ing and fooling around much like old times and this was making me
feel great.

I desperately wanted to resume the sexual relationship with Buddy and had
not been with anyone else but Jeff, but damn Buddy was cute and I felt
that we could have some fun times together.  This was not an option, in
all the conversations we had in the week since we made up he never invited
me to his house or accepted my invitations.  At this point I felt that I
should just let it be, if Buddy wanted to resume that part of our
relationship I would have to let it be up to him and with his terms.

Hot damn!!!! Sunday was finally here and I could not wait 'til Jeff came
over to pick me up.  What were we going to do and where were we going??
That was still bugging me but I would have the answers soon.

Jeff picked me up around 4pm and we loaded my junk into the car and said
our good-byes to my mother.

"You mind roughing it?" He asked while driving.

"What you mean by roughing it?"  I answered a little worried that we would
go somewhere that had no TV or such.

"My folks have a house in the Appalachian Mountains that we can use for a
week - if you don't mind being alone together.  Anyway some time away from
the `real' world never hurt anyone."

"Cool - I'd like some time alone with you," I answered licking my lips

It was a long drive and I was a little board and needed to find something
to occupy myself with.  Having no games or such to play with I decided
that Jeff's
tool needed spit shining.

"Thanks for taking me with you," I said sliding  closer to him while
placing my head on his shoulder.

Looking at me he replied, "No Mike, thank you for coming," and placed his
arm around me in a light hug.

When he became relaxed I started rubbing his knees and thighs lightly all
the while watching the bulge in his pants for any sign that I was arousing
him.

"OOHH!!" he moaned and I saw his pants tightening and knew that I was
getting to him, with this in mind my fingers traced a path higher and
higher until I was rubbing his prick through his pants.

Jeff was getting harder and harder by the minute and I asked him, "your
friend want some air?"

He looked at me for a moment and unbuckled and unzipped his pants for me
to get at him.

I had his penis out and in my hand and was stroking it up and down while
sliding my face closer to his missile.  The car was not big enough for me
to keep my head on him so sucking him would not work.

I resigned myself to giving him a handjob  but promised to make up for the
lost chance at a spit shine.  This went on for a little while and when
Jeff came I caught it in my hand and did not let any go to waste.

Around 10pm we got to his parents land and drove down a dark mountain
road to the family house.

He called it a house, I called it a shack, it was a little one room wood
framed shack in the middle of nowhere.  We unloaded the car and went
inside the "shack" to get settled in.  Thank God there was electricity and
plumbing so we could rough it in comfort.  When we got the stuff put away
Jeff told me that his family owned about ten acres of land and that when
deer season was closed he could stay in this house when he wanted.  I also
learned that no one was ever around and that the nearest town was 20 miles
away.

We fixed some cold sandwiches from the supplies in the cooler and got
ready for bed.  The cabin had two sofa beds as well as two cots for
sleeping. We opened up one of the sofa beds and crawled in beside each
other in the buff.
Jeff's body was hot and comforting to me as we pressed together in the
darkness.

"I missed you so much," I said while pinching his left nipple.

"I missed  you also," he replied while stroking my back with his
fingertips in a comforting way while as we laid there in each others arms.


"I want to feel you inside me.  If you don't take me I'll die."

Jeff rolled me over so I faced away from him and he positioned himself
into a spooning position.  His hot penis was resting between my cheeks and
I was humping my hips trying to get more of him. My penis was in Jeff's
hands and he was stroking me just like I did him a few hours ago.  The
more I humped against him the faster he jerked me and pinched my nipples
between his finger and thumb.

After several days with out any relief I could not hold out any longer and
spewed forth a hot load of cum.

"AAAAAHHHH!!" I grunted while dumping the load into his hands. I settled
down from my orgasmic high and could still feel his rod between my ass
cheeks.

"Do me - please," I begged.

Jeff greased my backside and entered me very slow and deliberately.  My
ass was filled with his manhood and an itch that had been building up in
me over the last week was finally being scratched from within.  Jeff slid
his hard cock back and forth like a piston of a V8 Ford engine while
tweaking my nipples with both hands.  He was grunting and I was moaning
and humping back to meet his inward thrust.

The only sound I could hear was the blood rushing in my ears and our
combined moans and grunts of pleasure.  Jeff finally and violently let
loose with his spunk filling my ass filling me with his molten hot juice.
It felt good with his throbbing penis in my ass and his arms wrapped
around my chest.  All was right I felt both loved and safe in his arms and
never wanted it to end.  Jeff started to pull out if me but I would not
let him.

"Leave it in - I want to feel it." I did not want the full feeling to ever
end.

We just laid there me wrapped in his arms and his now softening rod in my
anus.  In that position I drifted off to sleep feeling loved and safe.


Part Six of MyJeff   by IDreamCanU

I awoke from a dream in the dark and was aware of a hand rubbing my thighs
and genitals in a soft manner.  I just laid there quietly and gave no
indication that I was awake.  Jeff continued to handle me for several
minutes and I could hold out no longer.

"UUMMM!!  Don't stop," moaning my pleasure.

He jumped when he realized that I was awake and knew what he was doing.

"Sorry, I thought you were asleep."

"That's OK, Keep going."

He slowed up then stopped all together.

I got the impression that something was wrong and asked, "you OK?"

"I'm OK," he said rolling over.

Taking my cue from what Jeff had taught me I would not let it just drop.

"Is it something I did?" I asked.  "You're not feeling pressured to be my
friend are you?"

Jeff rolled me over and faced me. "I've never felt pressured to be your
friend.  You're a great kid."

"Why did you pull back from me?  If I did something tell me - what's
wrong?"

He just laid there quietly looking at me then breaking eye contact.  What
had I done?  We had been having a blast - I was trying to figure this out.
 He got quiet when I woke up - I just don't know.

"Trust me Jeff - you always tell me to trust you.  How about trusting me?
Please."

Jeff sighed, "I shouldn't have been touching you - you need to make the
first move."

WHAT!!! My mind screamed - he didn't want to touch me?  What's up with
that?  "Jeff, I'm not complaining - I love you and want this also - I mean
it feels good - don't worry about it."

Again he just laid there with his eyes downcast.

"Please," I pleaded, "don't shut me out - OK, I'm only a kid but I want to
know what's up - let me help.  If it's something I did let me know - I'll
fix it."

"Mike, you're more of an adult then you'll ever know - don't sell yourself
short. It's just that I need you to make the first move - I can't let my
lust and urges get in the way - you just need to trust me on this."

I couldn't believe it, Jeff was hurt by thinking his urges were not
important to me and that any action must be started by me. Was he not an
active player in out friendship?  I thought all this over and was
dumbfounded by his thoughts.
He had been there for me in my darkest hour and now he felt that he was
just my toy?  I was really hurt by this - I knew what I was doing with my
body.  Yes it felt great to have sex and I wouldn't change that at all -
but it was more than that.  I love him - I really love him.  Jeff is my
world and it was tearing me apart that the love we shared was also hurting
him.

I looked at Jeff, "you have done nothing wrong - all you did was make me
feel good."

"Mike, you just don't understand."

"What? What don't I understand?"

"I'm the adult here Mike - if I make the first move you might do something
you don't want to do just to please me.  That's  wrong - I can't force you
and if I make the first move I just might be making you do something you
don't want to do and that would hurt me too much."

"You're full of crap!" I stated.  "You can't force me to do anything I
don't want to do - I know that this is my body and my life."  I was hot -
both mad at Jeff and hurt that he would not trust me to say no to him.
"You're hurting me now Jeff - I mean you don't trust me enough to say no?"

"Mike it's just that"

I stopped him and went on.  "Let me finish - I'm old enough to sleep with
you right?"

"Well - yes."

"Then I'm old enough to know what I want and don't want in bed."  I got up
and started pacing around the room.  I must have been a site - a naked kid
ranting and raving in a dark cabin in the woods.  I was upset to the point
of
tears.

I took a deep breath.  "Jeff - you hurt me - you hurt me bad."  I wanted
to strike out and hurt him and my words were the only weapon I had.  "You
hurt me deep in my heart."  I had tears of anger stinging my eyes as I
continued, "you rejected me by pulling away - you hurt me by not trusting
me to make up my own mind about my body.  You keep telling me to trust you
- that's all you keep insisting - trust me, trust me.  WHY DON'T YOU TRUST
ME!!!!"

Jeff sat on the corner of the bed watching me - he had a surprised look on
his face - no not surprised - hurt - I had done it- I hurt him.

Calming down some I sat on the bed and asked, "were you going to force me
to do anything?"

"No Mike, I was.."

"Please Jeff, let me finish."

"OK"

"Do you plan on hurting me?"

"No."

" I didn't think so.  Jeff I love you, you mean the world to me.  All I
ask in return is that you trust me also.  If you need me close to you or
if you need some sexual relief -ask me.  All I can do is say no."

"I never wanted to hurt you Mike."

"But you did," I answered.  "I need your trust also - just go for it  if
you want it."

"I wish you could understand - I know you love me.  I love you also,  it's
just that you might do what ever I ask just because of your love and not
think about what is right for you."  He put his arm around my shoulders
and gave me a squeeze.  "Maybe you'll understand when you get older.
Mike, just for me I need you to make the first move - maybe later I'll
make the first move.  Please for now accept it. "

"Are you planning on forcing yourself on me?" I asked once more.

"I would never do that.  I would never intentionally hurt you or let
anyone hurt you."

I took Jeff's hand into mine much like he had done to me in the past and
looked him in the eyes.  "Promise me that if you don't want to do anything
or if you're not in the mood you will stop me?"

"Deal," he said while pulling me into a hug.

I felt that we had gotten this into the open and that it would not stand
in our way ever again.  I loved Jeff and trusted him with my life.  Jeff
was the only one who ever took the time to listen to what I had to say,
assist me with my problems, and treat me like a human being not some
stupid teenager.  I just could not understand why Jeff was nervous about
making the moves on me, hell it felt good and like most teens I wanted and
needed sex at all times.  Well if that's what he wanted I'd just have to
go with it.

We got back into bed and I grabbed Jeff's hand and put it back onto my
penis.
"Go with your feelings," I said.  "Just go with it - make me happy."
Anyway his hand felt wonderful and I have never been the one to turn the
chance of an orgasm down. Jeff started rubbing me again all over my crotch
and balls tugging and pinching me into ecstasy.

"AAAHHH!!" I sighed as I laid back and spread my legs for Jeff to get to
every part of me.  When he had me good and hot he slid down and I felt a
wonderful warm wetness slide over my penis as Jeff suctioned me into his
mouth.




"OH! YES!! DAMN DON'T STOP!!" I was moaning and thrusting to meet his
mouth and trying to get every inch inside of him.  He continued to suck on
me and every so often his tongue would snake out and lick my balls or
drive me nuts by nibbling  on the tip.

"Yes! Yes!! YES!!"

In a few seconds I was going to cum, I love that urgent pressure and
throbbing that builds up in the base of my dick just before I shoot my
wad.  Jeff was making me throb all right and it would not bee too long
before I flooded his  mouth with my spunk.  Then it happened, the pressure
built up to the point of no return and with one last grunt I let loose
with my seed.  Jeff was swallowing my cum and milking the last few drops
off before he let my tool go.

We laid beside each other and I asked, "how could you think you're forcing
me? All you do is give me pleasure."

"I just don't want to influence your actions - that's all."

"Don't worry - I'll never let you or anyone force me into anything."

Having said that and wanting to please him I asked, "you want  to screw
me?"

"No - I just want to hold you close."

I fell asleep again with him caressing my body mumbling about how lucky
he was to have me.

I awoke to the sun on my face, birds singing, and Jeff's arms around my
waist.

"Well welcome back to the world," I heard Jeff say as he got out of the
bed.

The cabin was cool but not too bad in the morning sun.

"What do you want to eat, I have eggs and toast or toast and eggs?" Jeff's
idea of a joke.

It was not too funny but I laughed anyway. "I'll have toast and eggs" and
with that said I went to the toilet to take care of the morning business.
I did what I had to do, combed my hair and went out to the smell of eggs
cooking.

We sat quietly enjoying each others company and the fresh air blowing
through the small cabin.  If I forgot to describe the cabin please forgive
me.  The cabin  was roughly twelve feet by eighteen feet with a very small
bathroom with a toilet, sink, and shower stall just big enough for one
adult.  The other side of the bathroom on the same wall was the kitchen
with a refrigerator, sink, and two burner stove with a small oven.  The
rest of the room was a combined usage room with fold out sofa beds and a
couple of cots  set aside for sleeping.  The cabin was not a palace but
very well suited for what we needed it for.

I decided to break the silence, "Jeff I'm sorry for getting upset with you
last night.  It was just that you were making me feel so good then stopped
when you knew I was awake."

He sat there for a minute looking at me digesting what I had said. "I love
you Mike and don't want to do anything to hurt you or change what we
have."

"I wasn't hurt by your actions - I was trying to cum" I grinned.

"Mike, I just worry that I am leading you into this and you are not
following you own will." Jeff continued, "I don't want to force your hand
or give you the impression that you need to have sex with me for me to
love you."  He got up and came over to me and sat down in the other chair.
 "I will always love you but just for my sake I need you to take the lead
and make the first moves on me"

I sighed, "I can't say I really understand but and I know you love me - at
least I think you really do by the way you look at me."

"Mike I really love you," he said placing a kiss on  my cheek.

Smiling I looked at him and said, "I'm going to take you at your word -
can't say I agree or understand but I trust you so I'll live with it."

"Mike - thank you.  I need you to agree with me on this."  Changing gears
Jeff asked, "you up for some fishing?"

"Yeah - let's go!" I exclaimed jumping up and heading toward the door.

"Wait a second - let me get the stuff."

We went out and around behind the cabin to a large creek and dropped our
lines into the water.  Jeff sat down beside me and pulled me close to him.


I smiled up at him.  It was a quiet morning with the birds chirping and
other natural noises.  It seemed strange not hearing cars and such but I
could get used to this quiet.

"You ever do this stuff as a kid?" I asked.

"Yes - all the time with my dad.  We would sneak away every so often and
just spend some time together."

"Um - that's great - but I was asking  - you know."

"You talking about us - in bed?"

I nodded "yes," I really wanted to know about his teen years - did he fool
around with his buddies? I figured if we were really as close as it seemed
he would tell me the truth.

He set his fishing rod aside and half turned toward me.  "I did some
things with some friends - nothing near what we do.  Some masturbation and
I sucked my cousins dick when I was ten or eleven."

"You sucked your cousin? How old was he?"  This was way cool, he was
telling me about his sex life without any embarrasment or anything.  I
guess he really did trust me.

"Yes, I sucked him," he answered.  "He was about sixteen or seventeen - he
was the one who showed me how to play with myself ."

"You two do everything?"

"No, not everything.  We played with each other and he gave me a few
blowjobs but I mostly did him.  No other stuff."

Jeff proceeded to tell me about his awakening and introduction to sex.  We
were not that different - he knew at a young age that he liked boys and
that he was not like his other friends.  It made me feel good to know this
about him and even made me feel closer to him if that was even possible.

"Hey Mike, look at that fish!" Jeff exclaimed pointing to the water.

I got up and looked at where he was pointing. "I don't see anything-
where?"

"Right there."

"HAAAAYY!!" I yelled as I fell into the water.  The bastard had pushed me
in.
"That was not fare!"

"Life's not fare," he laughed.  "Anyway you needed a bath."

I climbed out of the water soaked everywhere.  "Now what am I going to do?
I can't sit here wet like this."

Jeff gave me a sly grin, "you could strip down and lay your clothes out to
dry."

That was his game. He wanted me naked - well we were alone so what the
hell.  "there's no one around right?"

"Not a soul."

"You wanted me naked - that's why you pushed me in.  Right?"

He just looked at me like a cat looking at a dish of tuna.  I felt like a
bunch of flowers on display for all to see.

"You're a bastard - you know that?"  I tried to be mad but I wasn't, "if
you wanted me naked all you had to do was ask - shit Jeff, the water is
cold."

"You'll live," he said smiling at me while I undressed.

I stripped down and laid my clothes out to dry on some rocks.  All the
while I was undressing I could feel his eyes on my back looking me over.
When I turned around Jeff looked at me then made a funny face - not funny
more of a look of concern.

"What?" I asked.

Oh gawd Mike!! Are you OK?"  He was looking at me like there was something
very wrong.

"What's wrong?" I asked feeling concerned that something was wrong.  I was
looking up and down my body but could see nothing out of the norm.

"Mike, I don't know how to say it."  He walked up to me and was looking me
in the eyes.  "Your dick has shrunk!!!" He exclaimed  while pushing me
back into the cold water.

I hit the water again and came up gasping for air.  "DAMN YOU!!" I yelled
at him, "this water is freezing."

He just sat on the edge laughing at me.  His face was beet red from all
the laughing he was doing.

I said, "by the way I bet your dick doesn't look that great after you jump
into cold water either."
I got back out of the water and jumped on top of him.  "You will pay for
that you know."

He was laughing as we rolled around the grass, first me on top then him.
We continued for a while then stopped laying side by side giggling like a
bunch of first graders.

"You're cute when you get angry." Jeff said while stroking my hair.

I rolled back on top of him and straddled his legs, my naked ass on his
crotch.

"You want me angry?" I said, pretending to be pissed.  "I'll show you
something that is angry looking."

I slid up his chest and sat on his shoulders with my legs to either side
of his head. "There you go - my friend is angry and needs some cooling
off."

He looked up at me, licked his lips, and sucked my balls into his mouth.

"Um good," he sighed, "natural food - and in its own package."

I had to laugh at that.  He had my nuts in his mouth and was rolling them
around as well as sucking on them gently.

"OH Yes. Don't stop," I groaned feeling my dick starting to stand at full
mast ready for action.

He was sucking on me and it felt so nice - just so warm and wet.  While he
serviced my balls he was kneading my ass cheeks almost to the point of
lifting me up off him.

"Ah that's so good!" I cried in pleasure, "you have to suck me now -
please."

With that he rolled me over onto my back kissing me. I was fumbling with
his shirt trying to get it off him - I wanted to feel his hot skin against
mine.  His buttons were worked open and I slid it off his back exposing
his chest to my touch.

"Oh man, you are one horny kid," he smiled at me.

I rolled onto my side facing him and pulled his body close to mine. We
were pressed together grinding our hips against each other trying for
relief. I ran my fingers down his back  feeling his warmth and sweat all
the while working closer to his ass.

"Take off your pants," I panted, "I want to feel you  too."

With out a word he slid off his pants and boxers becoming just as naked as
me.  The feel of his nude body was wonderful and I hoped he was enjoying
it as much as me.

"Jeff can I - I mean I haven't in a while."

"Mike what? You shouldn't be worried about anything."

"I want to fuck you," I answered. I hadn't in a long while and it was like
a treat for me. I loved Jeff sucking me and such but this was an added
bonus.

He smiled and slid toward my hard dick, "Let's get him all wet for the
ride."

My cock was sucked into his mouth and bathed in his saliva making it all
slick for the task at hand.  Jeff laid on his stomach with his ass exposed
for me to service.

"I'm all yours lover," he said smiling at me in a sly wicked way.

I bent down and spit on his hole and worked some into him then climbed on
him sliding my prick between his cheeks.

"Man you're hot in there," I said while moving the head to its target.  I
pushed a little and slipped inside his hot moist hole.

"OOHH!!" He sighed as I invaded him to the hilt.

Man this was good. "Oh God! Jeff!" I grunted while humping him.  My dick
was moving in and out in a steady pace.  I was feeling a warm tingle all
around my hard cock with every slight motion.  He was working his ass back
to meet my every thrust while squeezing his anus tight with my outward
stroke milking me slowly.

"Jeff!! OH GOD!!" I yelled as I buried my cock in his ass.  I laid still
with my cock spilling my seed into him, spurt after spurt.  I was
breathing hard and collapsed on top of him with my ultra sensitive cock
still inside him.

He let me lay there on him as I came down from my climax. After a few
minutes he rolled from under me and hugged me close kissing me deep and
sucking my tongue into his mouth.

"Man! That always feels so good."

"Glad you liked it," he grinned back. He held me close for a few minutes
touching my back and planting light kisses all over my face.

I slipped from his grasp and slid down his body.  I was licking his chest
and sucking on his nipples while stroking his hard cock with my hand.

"OH Yeah!" He grunted when I pinched his sack.

My hand was wet with his pre-cum and I rubbed it all over his hot rod
while giving his chest and stomach a tongue bath.

"Your dick is mine," I said moving my mouth to his crotch.  I heard him
sigh with pleasure when I took him into my mouth.  Up and down I went
licking the bulb savoring the sweet pre-cum oozing from his cock.  I
bobbed on him all the while squeezing and playing with his heavy sack.  I
wanted to force his seed from his loins soon.  I vacuumed him harder and
shifted into fifth gear wanting to feel him cum in my mouth.

"OH! OH! AAAHHH! AAAH!" Jeff grunted, face fucking me.

I felt his balls rise in his sack at the same time his dick swelled in my
mouth.

"AAAAHHHH! FUUCCKKK!!" He screamed, pumping his juice down my throat.

"UUMM!" I moaned swallowing his  seed as fast as he shot it.  He must have
given me four heavy shots of spunk.

"Oh Mike! Oh God that was fabulous."

I laid on him kissing his mouth giving him back some of what he just fed
me.  "Well? Was that OK for you?" I teased.

"You little shit," he laughed while starting to tickle my sides.

We played around for a while like that - rolling, laughing, and tickling
each other.  By this time I was burning up - the sun had risen over head
and was slowly cooking us.

"Damn it's hot," I said panting from the exertion of our play.

Jeff laid there panting also and said, "Well let's go for a swim."

He got up and went into the water waiting for me to join him.  "The water
is perfect - not too cold anymore."

I got up and following suit went into the water also.  We splashed around
dunking each other like a pair of ten year olds.  The world didn't exist -
it was just us.  Two kindred spirits enjoying nature and each other.  I,
until this point, never gave camping out or spending time in the woods a
second thought - but now I could see why people went camping and such.
There was no time - no work - no school, just free time with nature and
those you loved.

We swam around for a while - it was great- my first skinny dip. I felt
free with no suit to hinder me.  My penis swinging as free as my nuts,
this was fun.

After a bit we got out of the water, dried off and headed to the cabin for
lunch. We sat dressed only in shorts and ate hot dogs with some chips.

"You want to try some real fishing this time?" I asked him.  We started
fishing and it turned into a little fun feast - but I wanted to catch some
fish.

"I guess - you didn't have a good time this morning?" He answered toying
with me a little.

We picked up the fishing gear and headed back down to fish some more.
Sitting together we dropped our lines in the water hoping to catch some
type of fish - after a bit I was able to pull out a few small fish - but
nothing worth keeping.

The day passed without any major event - we bummed around walking around
the property with him telling me about coming here as a kid and all the
stuff he did with his dad and grandfather.  When night fell all the sounds
I could hear were amazing - bugs and frogs along with god knows what else
all "singing" their songs in the darkness.

We sat on the porch looking at the sky and listening to the "night music"
all around us.

"The stars always this bright?" I asked, I could see more stars in the sky
then ever before - the dark area without any street lights made the sky
light up with stars.

"Always," he answered, "that's what makes this place so lovely.  Nobody to
deal with and all nature to look at and enjoy."

"Can I have some beer?" I asked - I wanted to try some and since we have
done just about everything together what's a little beer?

"I guess - don't you dare tell your mother."

"Well I just might, right after I tell her you fuck me like a mad rabbit
in heat,"  I grinned back.

"OK OK  I get the point. You know where it is - go for it."

I went into the kitchen and fetched us both a beer and sat down beside my
lover. We drank in quiet just listening to the sounds around us.  I can't
say I really liked the beer - kind of bitter but after a few sips it
wasn't too bad.  I felt a little light headed and warm all over - I guess
I was getting my first buzz from the beer.

We finished our brews and headed inside for the night.  I undressed and
got into the shower to rinse off the day's grime and when done Jeff did
the same.  When he was finished he joined me in bed snuggling up to me.

"Thanks for bringing me - I know you don't have to do things like this for
me but I really appreciate it and all you've done."  I meant it - he had
done things for me that no one has ever thought of or taken the time to.
I was just a kid - and he treated me like an equal.

"Mike if you think you're a burden you are wrong - I did this because I
like you and want to spend tome with you."  He turned onto his side and
started stroking my hair. "I love you for who you are - and I want to do
anything to make you happy - I'm happy just seeing you happy."

"I didn't think I was a burden - it's just that you treat me like a person
and that makes me feel special. I wanted you to know that I'm glad you
brought me and are showing me what you enjoyed as a teen."

"You are a special person- don't ever forget that." He continued to stroke
my hair and neck.  "I do this because you are my friend and I like to
share my life with you."

"Thanks - you're special to me also."  With that said I started to feel
Jeff's chest and abdomen relishing in its heat and texture.

We turned toward each other and locked lips kissing and sucking on each
others tongues.  Jeff pulled me up to his face and started sucking my dick
and tickling my ass with his finger.

"Yes," I said as I felt his hot wet tongue on my cock head as he vacuumed
me inside his mouth.

While he was sucking me I moved into a sixty-nine position wanting to
return the good feeling he was giving me.  I relaxed my throat and with
this angle tried to get all of him in my mouth.  Working up and down and
breathing through my nose I nudged him further and further until I had him
all in my mouth.

I pulled back and exclaimed in joy, "Yes I did it!!"

"I know - that was good!" Jeff panted. "Don't stop - you got a job to do."


He plunged back down on my hard cock and I went back to work on him.  He
was pumping back at me fucking my mouth and I was doing the same to him.
Working on him I was able to get him back inside me all the way again.
His pubic hair was up against my nose and I could smell his clean musk
coming from his groin.

"AAHH YEESS!!" he moaned as I swallowed around his dick.

Every time I swallowed he grunted harder pushing into my mouth.  We went
at this for a while and when he put two fingers up my ass I let go with my
hot load.

"AAHHH!! AAHH!! AAAHHHH!  OOOHHHH!!! OOHHH!!" I grunted as I ejaculated
into his sucking mouth.

My ass cheeks were clenching with each spurt I gave him.  Feeling him
tense up he held my head tight forcing his cock deep into me.

I was gagging a little as he shot his wad - fighting to breath and swallow
what he pumped into me.

"Yes Yes Yes Yes!!" he was almost chanting as he filling my mouth.

Coming down from our orgasmic high we collapsed into each others arms.

"Oh man - I got all of you in my mouth," I was amazed this was the first
time I had ever been able deep throat him.

He looked at me and smiled with a trace of lust still in his eyes.  "That
was unbelievable - you are too much."

"Thanks - you were good too."

(End Part Six) to be continued