Date: Tue, 9 Jan 2018 04:28:24 +0100 From: Reale Key Subject: Stony Park Youth Theater Chapter One God, how I missed the Wisconsin air. Well, really, it's just air, but anything beats the stink of New York City. Graduating and getting into that theater school was a blessing and a half, but it's refreshing to be back home in my small town, especially being back at my small town theater, Stony Park Youth Theater. Original name, right? Town+Youth Theater. But for such a small place, it's got some amazing talent. I made some arrangements with my old director and voice coach to help out with their upcoming production over break this summer, and I couldn't be more excited. Really though, I was most excited about two specific talents who I remembered from when I left: Finn & Tyler. If this town was Hollywood, they'd be like Macaulay Culkin & John Taylor Thomas. Well, something like that. The point is, Finn & Tyler both looked like they were bred to be handsome child actors. Finn had pale clear skin with a light spattering of freckles and one of those longish, European soccer style haircuts that swoops down in the front. He was chic like that, always dressing up in stylish clothes and saving face. He screamed "Instagram Model" and he had the followers to prove it. Tyler was more of the adorable type with short brown cropped hair and big laugh lines whenever he smiled. He was shorter, but kind of lightly muscled, especially compared to Finn's skinny frame. More than looks though, they had the talent to boot. Before I left, I was playing Dogberry in Much Ado About Nothing, and they were cast as the Watchmen. They were both 13 then, so they were too young to be cast in major roles, but they still managed to be highlights of the show in the scenes they had. And there they both were, just walking out of the doors of the theater, Tyler's mother in tow. "WILL!!!!!" They both ran up and gave me a big hug. Finn & Tyler hadn't seen me since I left for conservatory training, so I expected them to miss me, but this hug seemed a little-- dramatic. Anyway, the two skinny boys wrapped their arms around my waist, resting their heads together on my chest. "We missed having you around Will!" "Aww, I missed you guys too," I said, pulling them in tighter. But then I felt something strange. "We really missed you," Finn said, looking up at me. I wasn't sure, but I could swear I was feeling him grinding something in his skinny jeans up against my thigh. But there's no way, not with Tyler's mom around, right? "Yeah, it's been lonely without our mentor around to teach us stuff," Tyler said. "Ah, come on guys, you're plenty talented without me helping you ou-" Oh. My. God. That's Tyler's little hand wrapped around my crotch. There's no mistaking it. Still wrapped in the now much more sensual embrace, I look down to see a shit eating grin and Tyler cupping my junk in his hands. I couldn't even speak. I knew I definitely should tell them to stop. Their mom might see. Wait, that's not why it's wrong. But man, his hands feel so nice. And Finn's body is so warm. And- "Oh get off him boys, you're smothering the poor lad," Tyler's mom shouts from the car. They both unwrap from around me & dash over to their minivan, leaving me in quite the flustered state. "Well, see you Will!!" Finn shouted, jumping into the backseat. "Yeah, will you be at rehearsal?" Tyler asked, peeping his head out the door. "Uh, yeah! I was planning on helping out with your show. Shannon asked me to-" "Cool! See you then!" He slammed it shut and the car drove off. Jesus fuck. The last 5 minutes flew by like a whirlwind. I almost wasn't sure if that had really happened, if I'd actually just had two 14 year olds glom themselves onto me in front of their mom, but my dick doesn't usually get as hard as it is right now over nothing. "Oh shit," I muttered. Probably not best to talk to my old director tenting my shorts like this. `Dead puppies. Granny panties. Shrek the Musical.' Nope, I just have to go home and think this out. Little did I know, they'd be explaining it to me in graphic detail. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scene Change: Tyler's Room ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What are you talking about? He loved it!" The grin on Tyler's face said that HE definitely loved it, but I wasn't so sure about Will. "I dunno dude, he looked kinda... shook," I said, replicating Will's frozen face. "Nah Finn, that's because he's in looooove with us," he said, tickling my ribs. "Haha dammit Tyler, this is serious! If he's working with us, we don't wanna scare him away just because you want to bone." "But what if I want to reaaaally bad?" he said, winking. You know that line in 13 Reasons Why? "That damned smile." That was written for Tyler. It was multiplied by the fact that he was lying down, grinning at me with that damned smile in just his boxers, fiddling with a pretty obvious tent. We'd been best friends ever since our hippie parents formed a string band together 7 years ago. Yeah, we're from that kind of town. But it was nice having someone like him around, someone bold & loud to keep me from shutting down. And somebody to explore stuff with. I knew I liked boys since I was 6 and got a stiffy hugging Rex Miller in the shallow end of the community pool. But Tyler was the one who, summer of 8th grade year was like, "Hey, if you like boys, why don't you just suck me off? It sounds like it'd be fun!" And it was. Oh boy, it was. But he's managed to talk me into stuff like that ever since we knew each other. He talked me into climbing that oak, and then into jumping off and ultimately breaking my arm. He talked me into standing up for myself when Reese smashed all of my photography stuff at school. I got my nose busted, but I got a few good licks in. Sort of. I think most importantly though, he talked me into joining the Stony Park Youth Theater. That's where I met Will. As much as I love Tyler like a brother & we fool around and stuff, I've had a huge crush on Will ever since my first play last year where I was his little cop backup guy or whatever. We had a bunch of scenes together and he was so patient and cool and smart and-- and he had this costume. Stony Park is a pretty small theater, so we recycle a lot of our costumes, so his cop costume ran a liiiiittle small. Let's just say he looks really nice in tight clothes. Backstage changing rooms were a tough time for me. But alas, he turned 18, then he went off to acting school. It's where he belonged because he was always really talented, but that meant I didn't get to.... I dunno what I was gonna do, look at him I guess? I just know I really liked him and I wanted him around. And now he was back. "Hellooooo! PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEE!" Tyler was inches away from my face, startling me out of my thoughts. "You know Finn, you could just do my plan and then you wouldn't have to daydream about him. You could just have him," he said, teasingly. "No! I'm putting my foot down this time. Today was too far already. I can't believe I did that, and outside too. What if someone saw us! God, I'd never live it down. I just need-mmm" Lips. Warm lips on mine. He knows just how to shut me up. Well, we were definitely done talking. He always gets his way, and right now, it seems like he wants me. When I feel him roll over on top of me & start fiddling with my top, how could I refuse? Tyler always chills in his room in just his boxers. I guess it's a country thing? But I'm glad he does because it means every time I get close to him, I get to look at his body. For only being 14, he's pretty developed, especially compared to me. I'm still pretty gaunt and skinny, but he's actually got like, pecs and abs. If we're watching a movie, sometimes I like to just run my hands over them. You can tell he likes it too because whenever I start stroking his lightly tanned skin, he does these cute little moans. I don't even know if he notices that he does it, but it suits how loud he his everywhere else that he'd never stop. And right now, he was moaning into my mouth. Our tongues were darting in and out of each other's mouths as I reached my hands back down the curve of his back. He'd never admit it, but he loves when I play with his tight, muscly boy ass the most. He's unbuttoned my shirt by now, and is trying to pull down my pants. "Tyler, that won't work if we're literally attached at the hip dummy," pulling away from the kiss just slightly. "But I don't wanna..." "It'll literally take 2 seconds to take my clothes off, and I'll touch your butt while I do it," I said, giving him a playful pat. "Hey, I'm the top in this here partnershi-ohhh" He's right about that. Every time we've done it since that first time at camp, he's been the one fucking me, and I definitely haven't been complaining. After the first flash of pain, I was begging for his stiff 5 inch rod. But he's got such a nice ass too. I know because I just slid my finger between his firm, round ass cheeks and I was playing with his hole. I think it's a masculinity thing, but I won't try to unpack it. I just wanna make him feel good. "Mmm fuck Finn, that's cheatin'..." "Yeah, yeah," I said, snaking my jeans and boxers down, sliding my fingers slowly in and out, just the way he likes it. Writhing on my fingers, cock jutting out through the hole in his boxers, I think it's time for him to get naked too. I rolled him onto his back and pulled his shorts off, letting his boner snap onto his tight stomach. No words necessary. I close my eyes so I can really taste the sweetness of his cockhead. "Fuck, you're so good at this. You know, Will would love it too." I shot up. "Uhhhh, shut up sexy," and shoved two fingers in his ass deep while bringing my mouth all the way down to his light patch of pubes. "YOU FUCKER! AHHHH!" I fingerfucked and sucked him for a while, just listening to him. He really does have the voice of an angel, in choir and the bedroom. But he didn't let me listen for long. "Now it's your turn, and you're gonna get it." Oh shit. He knew my weak spots too. He outmuscled me and rolled me over onto the bed. "Godddddd," I moaned. There it is. He had his mouth right on my nipples. I swear, I must be part Japanese with how sensitive they are. Is that racist? I don't care, I didn't make the porn stereotype. All I know is, he was circling my puffy pink nips with that damned mouth of his and it felt so fucking good. He was stroking my stiff straight 4 inches too, and it was all to keep me from shooting right there. "Oh no you don't, no cumming on my watch. You need punishment," he said with a glint in his eye. He wouldn't. He's not just a theater kid, he's a wrestler, so I was helpless in his arms. But really, I would never fight him. Honestly, it's a bit of a fetish of mine, and he knows it. He flipped me over onto my belly and set me on his knee, exposing my lightly freckled skinny ass to him. "You need a spanking." A hard smack on my left cheek sends shockwaves of pleasure straight to my cock. It's grinding up against his muscled thigh which makes the pleasure even better. My dad would never spank me. My parents were always super against it, and maybe that's where it came from, but I love when he gives me a few swats on the ass. "You've been very bad *smack*" "Ahhhh-" "Trying to finger me Finn *smack*" "Ahhh fuck yeah-" "You sexy fucker *SMACK*" "OH SHIT! Mmmm Tyler..." "How about a taste of your own medicine?" he said, rubbing light circles on my reddened ass and moving his hands closer to my tight, pink hole. "Fuck yeah, let's do it." I wanted him. Bad. I always do. "Oh shit, one sec, Tyler, you seen my phone?" "Don't worry about it babe," he said, shoving his two fingers up my hole. And I wasn't. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scene Change: Will's Room ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ `Alright Will, chill out,' I thought to myself. `You clearly misread that situation.' That's got to be what it is. I'm just going crazy. I'm like, 4 years older than these two. And it's two of them. And they're boys. But it's a theater. But is that a stereotype? They aren't like that, are they? Oh God what have I gotten myself into? *Ding* My iPhone text alert. Alright. Chill out. "It's from Finn! Wow, I forgot I even gave him my number," I said, aloud in my room. "Holy shit." *text* Wish u were here! Maybe u can be next time ;) And the video that was attached would change my life forever. It was Finn and Tyler. And I think they're definitely like that. Tomorrow's rehearsal is going to be interesting. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thanks for reading! Send comments to the.realkey@mail.com and watch out for the next chapter coming soon!