Date: Tue, 23 Dec 2003 19:55:03 +0000
From: Farmer McBride <farmermcbride@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bryan and Brian

Disclaimer: If you are underage, or are not allowed to be reading this, or
should you not enjoy reading homo-erotica, don't read on.

The following story is fictional, but based on fact.  I wouldn't have
minded if it had turned out this way.

Bryan and Brian

We were driving home to Amherst from Peterborough, a 45 minute drive
through the winding roads of New Hampshire at night.  It had been an
interesting night, Brian and I (Bryan) had been on a panel for a sex-ed
class, the two of us being out, teenage gay kids.  It wasn't that bad, we
got free food and a couple of laughs.  The ride up had consisted of mainly
Brian and I getting to know each other, since we had never really talked.
The ride home was different.

Basically, any topic we got on to turned into talking about sex, which
ended with some form of innuendo that was followed by an awkward silence.
To be honest, I had a hard on most of the way home.  I had never really
thought about Brian that way, he was just that kid I've known since second
grade.  Yeah, well my thoughts were a little more mature that night.

We were getting close to home, his house is about 5 minutes from mine.  I
really didn't want it to end, I just wanted get the nerve to do something;
anything.  I put my hand on the stick shift, put it in a lower gear since
we were getting into town.  I moved my hand to the emergency brake, and my
nerves kicked in.  I couldn't do it.

We got to his house, Brian got out of the car, and he headed in.  Kind of
sad, I drove away.

I was at the end of the street when I noticed Brian's hat on the floor.
Excited, I turned around and went up his driveway.  I grabbed my hat and
almost ran up his walkway.  I knocked on the door, and a few minutes later
Brian came to answer it.  He smiled, and asked what was up.  I flashed the
hat and took a step in.  We made some small talk, and Brian casually
mentioned that his parents weren't home, nor would they be that night.
Awkward silence again, damn, damn, damn.

Fuck it, I thought.  I walked forward and just kissed him.  Brian was still
leaning up against the door frame, and I pushed him back into it, sliding
my hand around to his back.  Our tongues snaked around in each others'
mouths.  Our breath became short and heavy.  Brian suggested his bedroom.

Up the stairs we went, most of Brian's clothes didn't make the journey
though.  I'd weaseled him down to just an undershirt and his pants.  Brian
shoved me onto his bed, I hadn't even realized we were in his room, and I
still couldn't tell you what it looked like.  Who cares, Brian was still
kissing me.

Our kisses became longer, only broken by shirts going over head.  I slid my
hands down his pants and got a good handle on his cock, a nice cut piece of
meat.  Brian was slipping his hands down the back of my pants, grabbing my
ass; I was having myself a good time.  I had quick work of Brian's pants,
he got the hint and kicked them off.  I began kissing his neck, working my
way to his chest.  I rolled us over, so I was on top, and worked his
nipples.  Sucking and gently nibbling, I milked some moans out of his
usually articulate mouth.  I do believe I had Brian speechless.

While Brian's hands worked their way into my hair, I worked lower.  Light
kisses took me to Brian's cock.  I just tongued it, running my tongue up
and down the spine of his cock, and around his cock head.  I started
licking lower, around his balls, then lower still.  I was sitting in from
of Brian on the bed, and I got him to pull his legs wide for me.  Slowly, I
began to run my tongue up and down his ass crack.  Brian's quick gasps told
me when I was hitting his cherry.  A few minutes of this and I couldn't
take it any more, I wanted that ass.

My tongue became like a finger, massaging and pushing its way into Brian's
virgin ass.  Brian's cock was just drooling pre-cum and I couldn't help
myself from jacking him a few times.  I pull my tongue out and work my way
to Brian's mouth again, kissing and massaging his own tongue.  We start
humping, thrust after thrust our cocks jammed into each other.  Brian was
moaning to my mouth, I was getting so close.

Suddenly Brian just let out a long moan as his cock launched jet after jet
of sweet cum between us.  I couldn't take it, my cock sprayed the two of us
in my own cum, mixing with Brian's.  Exhausted, we just lay atop each
other, sliding around in our own cum.  Brian smiled, lifted me up a bit,
then slid down and started cleaning me off with his tongue.  We were ready
for another round...

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