Date: Tue, 14 Mar 2006 01:29:54 -0500 From: Lee Brown Subject: Truckin' Boys If you are adverse to stories about boys and men or underage please find the door. thanks. Any response should be emailed me. "Let's see if that son-of-a-bitch lives around here," Jason told Drew when they got into Jason's bedroom. "Which son-of-a-bitch?" Drew asked. Damn, Jason hated it when Drew was so stoned he didn't know what was happening. The boys had been toolin' around Newport News, up and down Jefferson Avenue, just seeing what there was to see. They were taking hits off of Drew's bowl and doing very well, thank you. They began the evening with their shirts on but by the time the old guy gave them the eye they were stripped naked with their teenage cocks resting semi-hard between their legs; their jeans and boxers piled on the floor in front of them. Jason knew the old guy couldn't see that they were naked but he sure as hell noticed their bare chests. He kept smiling at them. Then he turned off and the boys headed on up to Jason's apartment. "How do you know where to look," Drew asked. "'Cause I got his license number. Watch." As Drew bent over his bestfriends shoulder he watched Jason explore the internet until he found the old man's name and address. "Damn, you can find anything can't you?", Drew asked. "Yeah, now let's see if he wants some company." Jason and Drew had been friends since Kindergarten. They had grown up together. Their families vacationed together. When the boys started to mature they learned about their cocks and about cum and about the good feeling it was to have another guys hand and mouth on their cocks. Jason had taught Drew the pleasure of having a tongue up his ass. Now as seniors the boys were still as close as could be. Drew had taken an interest in Jason's little sister but he always was willing to do whatever it took to make Jason happy. What was going to make Jason happy tonight was to appear on the old guy's doorstep and smile while they grabbed their crotches when he opened his door. "You stupid shit," Drew told Jason. "How the fuck you know he would be interested? "I just know, bro. I saw him lookin' at us all the way up to where he turned off. Shit, he smiled at us and then waved when he turned off and we drove by. He is a cockhound for sure." "Okay, bro, I will take your word for it. But let's take some weed along just in case." Jason hugged his best friend. He knew their was nothing Drew wouldn't do for him.